Condolence: To the Buckley family, I am so sorry for your lose. Mat was a wonderful person iI will miss him coming into my office everyday, just to talk before work, I will miss him,but God has other plans for him right now.you have another angle in heaven watching over all of you. you are all in my prayers.

Condolence: To all of the Buckleys, I was so sorry to hear about Matthew. Please know that we are thinking of all of you. I hope you find comfort in one another, and in family and friends.

Condolence: Paul and Tricia, I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your brother. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Fondly, Jackie Daley

Condolence: I'm so sorry to hear of Matthew's passing, May your memories bring you comfort. You are all in my thoughts and prayers

Condolence: ~Psalms 23:1-6~ The LORD is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. Amen. Matt - I love you and will greatly miss YOU...

Condolence: To all of the family and friends: I am so very sorry for your loss. I am keeping you in my prayers and hopeing that you will find comfort in each other, sharing warm memories and celebrating his life. God Bless - Karen

Condolence: Deepest condolences to all the Buckley family from your cousins in Ireland. We are so sorry to hear about Matt, may he rest in peace!

Condolence: Matt I am sorry you are gone. You are an amazing brother,wonderful uncle and and a fabulous friend. We miss you already. There are so many stories for us to share with each other. We love you!

Condolence: Sunset and evening star And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar. Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)

Condolence: Our deepest sympathy to all of you. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this hard time. Kerry Jones-Pew, Marie & Gary Jones