Sending comfort ❤️ I hope Jeremiah is at peace — what an incredible loss. I have such fond and vivid memories of childhood with him. He was always happy-go-lucky and loving to the core.

Maureen & Families, our deepest & sincere condolences to all. We remember Jeremiah running around at Mom & Dad's pool when he was a youngster. He was a spitfire. So very sorry for your loss. God Bless you all. Kelley & Rose Saunders.

All my memories of Jerimiah bring joy and chuckles. Will keep Maureen in my prayers as losing a child has to be beyond sad. Love, Aunt Bun

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Just a couple of the beautiful paintings Jeremiah did for me, his Mom. I will treasure them forever, my beautiful son. Love you tons. Love, Mom and Jon

So sorry for your loss. I remember Jeremiah as a happy kid with a constant smile during his school years in Jericho hanging out with Jim and other buddies. He was always polite and friendly. Very tragic to pass so young. Our condolences to your family.

Dear Moe and Zig, I just found out about Jeremiah and am trying to put words together that make sense. Well, you know me, I seldom make sense on a good day. What I remember is a Mom that always put her son first beyond all else, gave him a good home and loved the hell out of him. I was a single dad when I first met you and we compared notes and I immediately respected you and that never changed. Only when you found someone that would love you and your son did you take the next step. Together, you raised Jeremiah and allowed him to make his own choices. Together, you will weather this horrible nightmare. Bennye and I will pray for a happy spirit for Jeremiah and for a soft and smiling heart to return to both of you. God Bless Fred and Bennye

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Our beautiful Jeremiah...inside and out, as I always tell you. Our worlds are shattered. Our hearts are broken into a million pieces. Forever. We cannot believe you are gone. But you will never, ever be gone from our hearts. We promise you that. You are home now, Jeremiah...finally. Where we always wanted you to be. And you are in God's house and home, as well. Free from all the struggles, the hopelessness, the sadness, the losses, the worries, the loneliness, the frustrations, the fear, and the unknowns. God is letting your beautiful soul rest. And he is holding you tight. You are safe with God. And you are healthy and whole, once again. And you are with Grandpa, Uncle Pat, Uncle Shayne, and with all of ours and your animals who have passed. And they are all embracing you, as is God. We will keep your spirit and your memories alive, Jeremiah. Every single day. Keep telling your "short" stories. Keep everyone laughing and smiling, as you do. And keep being you, Jeremiah...our beautiful, kind, thoughtful, generous, funny, talented, handsome, unique, Jeremiah. Jeremiah the Bullfrog....which are placed in your beautiful garden here...in your honor. And in your memory. We promise to see Calvin, your sweet, and amazing son, as often as we can. We will keep him close to us, as we have. There is so much of you in Calvin, Jeremiah...your legacy. He loves you so dearly. And Jon and me, and your Rooney and Zygmuntowicz families love you so dearly, as well. And we will all miss you like crazy. And way more. Stay strong, Jeremiah. As I've always told you. You are at peace now. God loves you dearly. And we all love you dearly. Rest peacefully, our beautiful son. Love you tons...always, and forever. Love, Mom and Jon

Maureen and Jon, I am still in shock at this sad news, my heart aches for you, and your whole family. Although its been years since I have seen you guys think of you often. Hope the wonderful memory can take over the pain of loosing Jeremiah, will take a lot of time. Take care of yourselves. Kathy Gratton

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Jeremiah, so many beautiful memories. The haircuts I used to give you when you were little. I would tell you that you were my best customer. You were always patient and sat still. We once skipped down Main Street in Burlington singing and laughing. I can remember driving in my car and we’d sing “Don’t Worry, Be Happy.” I’d sing “Don’t Worry” in a deep voice and you’d sing “Be Happy!” in your little Jeremiah voice. Then we’d both laugh. Or we’d do our disco “pretzel dance” at family gatherings, even when you had grown into an adult. We once visited your Great Gramma Rooney in the nursing home. She was in her mid-90s. You were probably only 6. You walked right up to her and started talking to her. She lit up to see you . When you were 10 years old, you would imitate Ross Perot, the presidential candidate, by saying, “I’m all ears!” You could make Uncle Pat laugh, and he was a tough audience. He got a real kick out of you. Then there was the time when you were a teenager, and you, Matthew, Lindsey, your mom and I went to Disney World, You and I jumped out of the car on one of the water rides and Lindsey and your mom freaked out! I still have a picture of us standing next to a rabbit statue while the others were in the car. One time, I was in my car waiting for the light to change at the intersection of Bank Street and South Winooski Avenue in Burlington. All of a sudden, from nowhere you came flying across the hood of my car, just to be funny! You were probably 17 or 18. There was your face smiling at me through the windshield and you were sprawled out on the hood of my car. You scared the heck out of me! You just laughed. I’m thankful for our times in Florida when you and Calvin visited us at Gramma’s house. You taught Calvin how to pogo stick when he was only about 6 and now we do it whenever he visits. He’s got the record now, more than 600 jumps. Your mom and I taught him how to play badminton this year. He’s a remarkable kid. I love you both with all my heart. I’ll never forget your laugh. I can hear it in my head. I watched Jim Gaffigan’s “Hot Pockets and the Pope” on YouTube the other night and thought of you. I laughed until I cried. I will always be your “Ant Eileen,” as you used to call me in your text messages, and you will always be in my heart, Jeremiah.

To his Mom and the rest of the Rooney family. I’m so sorry to hear of his passing. He will for ever be Jerimonster to me from when he was small and drive bye my house on Hiawatha ave yelling at me. Moe, I’m so sorry he was a good kid, that I had many a laughs because of who he was. God bless him. Rest in Peace. The Putzier family