Lewis Robert Thomas

Lewis Thomas, 71, of Lutz, FL, took his final nap on May 13, 2025, and is now haunting the thermostat from the beyond.

He passed away peacefully at home (because even Death knew better than to interrupt his day anywhere else).

Lewis was a veteran, a husband, a reptile wrangler, a caffeine-powered legend, and a professional "fixer of things he never actually got around to fixing."

He proudly served in the United States Army, and after that, he devoted his life to sarcastic

commentary, unfinished projects, stubbornly refusing help even when he clearly needed it, and driving his wife absolutely insane-but in a way that made her love him more every day.

He is survived by his wife, Erin-his wife, best friend, and the one person who could keep up with both his heart and his bullsh*t-and his beloved stepson Isaiah, who inherited Lewis's deep sighs, good heart, and likely, half his unfinished to-do list.

He also leaves behind a small army of reptiles who are clearly unimpressed with everyone else's attempts to fill his shoes, and a dog who still waits by the door like he just stepped out.

Lewis wanted no services, no fuss, and absolutely no one crying in dress shoes. His ashes will be placed at Florida National Cemetery, where he'll rest like the badass he was. Because that's how he'd want it.

If you'd like to honor Lewis, you can do so by rewatching Squid Game, avoiding people, fixing something slightly incorrectly, and telling someone you love them to the damn moon.

He was one of a kind.

And if you didn't know him?

Well, you f*cking missed out.