Jeremiah Lee Fyffe, 37 of Williamsport and Orient, passed away Friday, Jan 4, 2019 at Berger ER, Circleville. He was born Oct. 20, 1981 in Columbus to Felix Sr. and Senda M. (Smith) Fyffe of Williamsport. Jeremiah was an apprentice water proofer working out of Local 86 Columbus and had attended Teays Valley HS. He was an avid Fisherman and Mushroom Hunter. Jeremiah loved his family. Survived by parents; his wife Jenna M. (Burns) Fyffe; his children, Jayden and Myah; brothers Todd (Kelly) Fyffe, Felix Jr. (Amy) Fyffe, and Joshua (Natasha) Fyffe; grandma Emma Smith; father and mother-in-law Greg and Ginny Burns; also numerous Aunts, Uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, and many friends. Family will receive friends on Wed. 6-8 p.m. at the Oliver-Cheek Funeral Home, 420 W. Main St. Ashville with a Service on Thurs. Jan 10, 2019 at 11:00 a.m. with Pastor Jay Jadrnicek officiating. Burial will take place at a later date in Harrison Township Cemetery. Family request in lieu of flowers, memorial donations be made to the funeral home for burial expenses. Online condolences to olivercheekfuneralhome.com
Jeremiah Lee Fyffe, age 37 of Orient, Ohio, was sadly overcome by his ongoing battle against the disease of addiction. Jeremiah struggled with sobriety for years and each time we were all convinced he had finally overcome his demons. But the dark desires brought forth from a pained soul were grasped by the merciless, unrelentless, and indiscriminate holds of addiction each time. When you look at Jeremiah, if all you see is a junkie, I am sorry for your loss. He was a wonderful man that loved his family, friends and animals he would “save”. He loved to laugh, be outdoors, work on cars and fish. He loved playing make-believe with our son, even though Jayden always told him what to do and what to say in the story, he still played every time. He was a loving father and long desired a reconnection with his daughter that he love immensely. Although joyful, Jeremiah’s life has long been riddled with hardship and struggles. The pain from these struggles always left him feeling like he wasn’t good enough; not good enough as a husband, father, son, brother, friend, etc. But that is the lie of addiction. He absolutely was good enough and if you also struggle with addiction, you are good enough too. Don’t let his disease tell you that you’re not strong enough to stand and face it. Jeremiah wanted to live, he did not want to live like this, he did not want to be in the horrible pain an addict feels, he did not want to be miserable, he did not want to hurt and disappoint his family. This life was meant to be full, we had plans with two rocking chairs, side by side, on a porch somewhere watching the sunset 50 years from now. If you or someone you know lives while dying with this disease, please look to someone you know and say, “Please, help me”.