Birth date: Jul 9, 1956 Death date: Oct 18, 2023
Gregory “Greg” Heard Matthews, 67, formerly of Chattanooga, passed away Wednesday, October 18, 2023, in an Atlanta, Georgia hospital. He was born July 9, 1956, in Chattanooga, Tennessee. Greg was preceded in death by his father, H Read Obituary
Thank you Greg for being a great father to me you treated me like a daughter of your own . You gave my mother friendship and unconditional love.. And I will be forever grateful for the joy you brought us all..
I met Greg some years ago. He was at that time traveling back and forth from Atlanta to Chattanooga with his two beautiful children, Angie and little Greg, seeing about his parents house off of North Chamberlain Avenue up the hill. He loved and cared dearly about his children. He was a kind and beautiful person. Always smiling. My name for him was Mr. Smiley. I know he will be greatly missed. To Angie, little Greg, and the other family members, may the LORD grant to you strength, comfort, and peace in the coming days. Hold to GOD'S unchanging hand. Rest in Heaven, Mr. Smiley!... Lawanda aka Pinkie
Dad,
You were more than just my dad. You were my friend. From the time my brother and I were little, my dad always told us how important it was to get an education. When I returned to him as a teen, current events and politics were how we bonded. Anytime something happened on the news, my dad would call me (or vice versa) and we would catch up and laugh.
My dad was a loving dad, but he was tough with me. It took me quite a bit of time to appreciate his tough love approach with me. Once I began to have children of my own, I really valued his approach to parenting and I also realized how tough parenting really is.
My dad was not only my dad; he gave me a lot of advice. He has always pushed for my brother and I to be patient and open-minded. My dad, honestly, had his work cut out for him when me and my brother returned to my dad. He took us back in as teens and we had been through a lot. The thing is, my dad never had to do take us back in. He could have left us where we were. He didn’t give up on us. He worked really hard to give us stability and most of all, he was the adult that we could turn to so that my brother and I were emotionally and physically safe.
To know the lengths and the trials that my dad endured in order to protect my brother and I, is just a lot. See, my dad wasn’t just my dad. He wasn’t just my kid’s Nonno (Italian for Grandfather). He wasn’t just my husband’s father-in-law. My dad was my hero. My dad has been there for me at my lowest of lows.
With my dad gone, I couldn’t help but think about the kindness and his effortless positive spirit that left this world, permanently. For the longest, I would ask my dad for his birthday, Father’s Day and Christmas what could I get for him. So often, his answer was world peace. This went on for a long time, but it was just who he was.
I miss my dad tremendously.
I love you dad.
Forever and always,
Your Angie Pooh
Condolences to Greg’s family! I remember that big smile!
fly high greg and take your rest.
