Barry is/was my husband – the best husband. He and I were married 33 years, 3 months, 1 day and 22 hours until God took him home. How many would choose to take on a severely disabled, wheelchair bound woman with Cerebral Palsy. He could have easily married someone with much less baggage and more going for her. Barry had the biggest heart!
Barry Albert Baker, (59), died in his sleep due to respiratory failure. People around Bellingham may recall him and his wife driving around Bellingham in their “wheelchair train.” Barry had been a Bellingham resident for 11 years. He was born in Arlington, TX, but his family soon moved to Shreveport, LA where he resided until he joined the USMC and was stationed at Camp Pendleton, CA, near Oceanside, where he proudly served our country. He is survived by his loving wife and daughter Katherine (Kathy) and Kristie Baker of Bellingham. He also has 2 lovely sisters, Dona Baker-Robertson and Debbie Baker of Prairieville, LA. Barry has 3 nephews: Michael Robertson of Colorado, Andrew Robertson of Arizona and Nicholas Brooks of Prairieville, LA. He was also proud of his Uncle, Dr. Dudley Baker of Belton, TX and his Aunt, Gail Watkins of Texarkana, TX. Both of his parents, Donald and Erkle Lee Baker preceded him in death. A Celebration of Life will be held at Lake Padden in the Spring when weather permits. His loving heart, one and only sense of humor and pranks will be greatly missed!
My dear, sweet Barry went home to his eternal rest 16 days ago very suddenly and unexpectedly. I had Just spoken to him, not 15 minutes before. Our little dog Mela tried to tell us, but we were too slow to understand. Ilia went back to the bedroom. His pallor was grayish, so she went to Kristie’s room to get her. In the meantime, I thought it was taking for Ilia to ask Barry a simple question. “What, if anything did he want from the store? I covered the short distant to the bedroom and what greeted me was the most horrifying sight; Kristie, our daughter, was performing CPR on her beloved Daddy. 911 was on the phone. In shock and disbelief, I yelled, “OMG Barry, don’t leave me! Don’t leave Kristie! You can’t leave us!” Kristie yelled, “Dad, come back pleeeeease! She begged and I begged and pleaded with him and God to send him to return him to us. I thought of the book that I was reading, 90 Minutes in Heaven. That’s it! I was supposed to pray him back to life. I cursed my stupid power chair because I could not be with him. I was in the way! Sirens announced their impending arrival. They would have magic cure to bring him back to life, along with my fervent prayers! I just knew that God would use them to bring him back! I made a call to Mrs. Deibert, the most wonderful, Christian that I know! However, none of the prayers worked! You stayed with God and I became a widow! I will never see you on this earth, never feel your arms around me, never share our love as one again, never see you smile and laugh again and I will never jump because you snuck up on me.
We won’t be together at Kristie’s future wedding or hold our grandchild. We were robbed of the chance to grow old together! I do not understand, my sweet love. I will go on for the sake of our daughter for as long as God allows me to stay. But half of me wants to join you in the beautiful fullness of life in heaven, but the other half calls me to remain here until Kristie is happy and settled. However, I never want to be a burden to her! She has had so much added responsibility suddenly placed on her while grieving your huge absence.
I have learned that there are more people that care about us than we ever knew. Your absence is greatly and deeply felt. They have helped to sustain me through these very dark days. You would be so proud of our daughter; she is a lot like you – strong and stubborn and capable of great love. Baby, I still give you my love and loyalty. When we got married we vowed “For richer or poorer, in sickness and health until death do us part. You are not parted from me and I am not parted from you! Our love lives on!