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The Scanlons
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Dan, Candice, and Erin Scanlon
I, Erin, grew up in Irvine, CA. I was lucky enough to be blessed with two wonderful parents. They have made me who I am today and I could not have made it this far without them.
Mother of the Bride Candice Scanlon
"Erin and Derric are so well matched. They love and take care of each other just as they do all their furry babies (dogs and cat). They are patient, thoughtful, and caring with one another and very protective. I couldn't imagine a better partner for my daughter: tall, dark and handsome with a great outlook on life. Derric reminds Erin of the fun in life and Erin reminds Derric that they have to be patient to get their Ferrari. It is said that it takes 5 years for a couple to really blend. If that's true, their relationship will only get better with time."
Father of the Bride Dan Scanlon
February 8th, 1947 - March 20th, 2005
"I love you forever Daddy and I miss you everyday. My life just isn't the same without you" - Erin
Visit the Dan Scanlon Fund Webpage
Daughter of the Bride Chloe Scanlon
Chloe is my 8 year old kitty. Right now our challenge is living in one house with Chloe and the 3 Pollard Pooches.
Giving Away the Bride Pat Scanlon
My Uncle and my dad's older brother by only 10 months, Uncle Pat has been kind enough to step forward in giving away the bride since my dad's passing.
"Erin is her father's
daughter...bright, focused, determined and her own person. Erin
and Derric are quite a pair and a wonderful couple. Each gives
strength and meaning to the other."
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Other Family Members Who Will Be Missed We love you forever
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Grandpa Glen Johnston 1923-2005
Grandpa Johnston is my grandfather on my mother's side. Born and raised in Pittsburg PA, he worked as a steal worker after he returned from WWII. I was his only grandchild.
Grandpa & Grandma Anderson
Grandpa "Andy" Anderson passed away of cancer while I was still young. He in particular is held in a special place in my heart.
Grandma Betty Anderson passed away just one month after my dad (her son) in 2005. She is loved and missed |
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