Robert Carey was more than just the ‘guy that was murdered in Trapper Creek’

Let it be known that my father was more that just the “guy that was murdered in Trapper Creek.”

He was more than just “someone's husband.”

And, that the grief of murder may be even more difficult to deal with than loss from a disease because the answer to “why” is always a third party.

I believe that we have a legal system, not necessarily a justice system. For me the only justice would be to have my father back.

Those who have lost a loved one due to natural causes may not understand all the complexities of a loss from a murder.

Murder has its own deeper level of denial and shock. The event is unbelievable, unexpected, tragic and a crime, all at once.

Grief after murder has many expressions; our grief is as unique as a fingerprint. Some people may want to get involved in the legal case, and some may not. Other people may want to face the murderer, and others may not.

Murder is especially horrifying because another person’s actions took an innocent life.

The idea that the tragic loss of a loved one can be determined by another person’s decision is devastating.

It can also be incomprehensible that it can be a random act.

The perpetrator may not be known to the victim or vice versa.

The shock of losing someone to murder takes hold immediately and leaves family members totally bewildered.

But what you may not know about my father (Bob Carey) is that he was a loving father, grandfather and loyal friend to many in the area.

My father and stepmom Verna chose to live a life of solitude out in the heart of Trapper Creek.

They had many ups and downs through the years but were dedicated to their survivalist lifestyle and learned in time to love each other unconditionally.

Many might have thought and maybe still do that this is the lazy man’s way of living, or that they must of been meth addicts or given up on life.

On the contrary neither of them were forced into this lifestyle. They were both fully dedicated to each other and were far from giving up on life.

I will miss being able to pick up the phone and call my dad when I am sad and am in need of his guidance and support.

My children will miss spending time with a grandpa they loved dearly and admired tremendously. He is forever in our hearts and memories.

My father was a man of God and had peace in his heart when he died.

Robert David Carey is survived by his wife of over 20 years Verna Carey 58; two biological children Laura Carey, 37, of Wasilla, and Garth Carey, 21, of Quesnel, British Columbia; and four biological grandchildren Christopher Sherk, 19, and Tabitha Pearson, 17, of Wasilla; and Tristan Carey, 2, and Baby Kaelyn Carey 11 months of Quesnel, British Columbia.

Laura Carey

Wasilla