Larry Allen Forbus Sr., 64, of Luray, Virginia passed away on Wednesday, September 21, 2022 in Page County, Virginia.
A funeral service will be held on Tuesday October 18, 2022 at 11 AM at Maddox Funeral Home, 105 West Main Street, Front Royal, Virginia with Sammy Campbell officiating. Burial will follow at Panorama Memorial Gardens, Waterlick, Virginia.
Larry was born on April 11, 1958 in Front Royal to the late Kenneth Forbus and Patricia Blankenship Forbus. He was also preceded in death by his two daughters, Michelle and Constance Forbus; brother, Charles Forbus, sister, April Harmon, and childhood best friend Rick Morgan. His companion of 39 years, Connie Clark, passed alongside him.
Larry was known to be a hard worker. He worked hard his entire life to provide for his family. He was a carpenter in the union for decades and would take up any side jobs he could, to earn money for the family he cherished. He was always helping people out in any way that he could. He was the type of man that would give you the shirt off his back. He strived to do whatever he could for others no matter what. Larry had a great sense of humor. He could always be found out and about cracking jokes and chatting with everyone he met. He easily made friends with so many in this community. Larry will be remembered most as an amazing father and grandfather. He made the holidays extra special for his children growing up. The house he shared with their mother, his life companion, would be covered with decorations and lights everywhere. He loved his children more than anything, until he became a grandfather, and then he maybe grew to love his grandchildren even more. He loved to spend time with them. He purchased kayaks to take them out on the river, to fish, to swim, and to simply enjoy the beautiful outdoors. He was known to spoil his grandchildren every chance he could, not just for the holidays. Larry will be missed terribly by his entire family and friends, but his children and grandchildren will miss him the most, as he was the glue that held everything together. He is watching over his loved ones from heaven. Larry will always be missed and never forgotten.
Surviving along with his mother are his daughter, Sheena Wright and her husband, Waylon; son, Larry Forbus II; God son, Tyrelle Robinson and his wife, Carrie; brother, Kim Lynn Forbus; five grandchildren, Peyton Wright, Haivyn Wright, Harlow Wright, Landyn Forbus and Kaizlee Forbus and God grandson, Quinlan Robinson.
The family will receive friends one hour prior to the service at the funeral home.
You will be truly missed Larry. So sorry to the family, especially the little ones you loved so much!
Larry you will be missed by many. Mom loved you very much. Never can thank you for how good you were to her. You always help whenever you could. I remember you taking me to my Dr appointments in the city and helping me out after Sam passed. May you RIP. So sorry for your family and your grandkids. They were your pride and joy.
Rest In Peace Larry, no more pain and suffering. ♥️
Larry was my childhood friend, as we grew older we became adult friends. I will miss our early morning coffee breaks outback, chatting about childhood memories and your siblings. I will forever hold the last coffee break on July 30 in my heart forever. Until I see you again my friend, I will have a void in my heart. I am keeping your family and children in my daily prayers. May God wrap his loving arms around each of them as they all face the hard days ahead.
Love Sharon “Smith”Talbott
💙Daddy💙
I need to take time to write you everything I need to on here and will soon. I’m taking care of your grandkids and 2 are not well.
But I love you so much and wish to God I could have saved you and mom. Even just just to get you out so you didn’t sit there burning further after your truck then went into flames. I would have lost my love trying to get you and mom out! You were the most hard working man I have ever met. That as you were always proud of you passed on to me. Although I have been a SAHM for last few years.. you know I worked from the day i could get a workers permit and would work OVER 40hr weeks at 14yrs old even! Although l legally the job wasn’t supposed to let us work over 17hrs at that age lol. I even found a card from you about starting my first job… and how not to be nervous as it’s understandable,…but saying I’ll do great and you were so proud of me. And then found many cards over the years about how proud you were that I cared for all my kids so well and Waylon.
And said I get my motherly skills from my momma, obviously! You taught me to stand up for myself and to never let someone even get the chance to swing on you first lol. You taught me so much and did so much for me and everyone you could. You were my first true love. You made sure we had everything we needed and wanted as well growing up she even as adults tried to do the same.
Also, We both loved decorating for holidays and I will continue that with my kids. You were up Xmas mornings hours before us even lol… just waiting for us to get up and start to record and take pictures of us opening up all the gifts you had worked overtime to make sure we had event we wanted. You and mom always made holidays so special. And once you became a papa you then started spoiling them with ANYTHING they wanted or you even thought they might want! You were an amazing dad but even better Papa! The kids all love you so much and they can’t imagine not seeing you or mom ever again. And they will miss all the adventures you took them on. Waylon loved you and mom so much. He has been doing everything to help me get thru this and I’ve never seen him cry the way I have the last few weeks. He promises even more then the day we we got married that he will make sure he takes care of me and your grandkids. You taught him so much to… especially how to be such a great worker and how you have to keep going and do whatever to make it in this world. You were the best Dad,Papa and father in law to Waylon too…. that anyone could ask for.. AND The memories…omg… of you taking me fishing at the pond behind our childhood home and you teaching me how to bait the hook and cast the pole. As well as you not wanting all the cats we had at one point yet climbed trees in town just to save a kitten for me to then bring home bc you loved me she didn’t wanna see me cry. you ultimately… many years later became a true animal lover yourself lol. You were my first love, my provider, my go to guy, my person who would do anything for me or to help anyone if you could. You were the kids world and moms and you loved them so so very much that noone can compare to the grandfather you were. I know you are watching over us. And Mom! Just know I’m proud to be a Forbus and just proud to be you and moms daughter. idk how to live this life without you both. But I’ll do everything to make you proud and make sure your grandkids are always well taken care of. But truly know you know this already! I can’t believe our time together was cut so short, but I will make sure your memory lives on. Your were one of a kind and my forever first love. Love you Daddy always and forever! Ty for being my everything and mom as well. I love you too the moon and back and will always!
Dearest Sheena,
I have always thought that you were beautiful inside and out. I can see now, from what I have read and seen, that you are a perfectly beautiful blend of both of your parents, not only externally, but internally as well. You are strong and brave, yet tenderhearted and kind, just as they wanted you to be. You love your family and friends fiercely, just as they taught you to. You stand for what you believe is right, just as they taught you to. You are everything that they wanted you to become. They were proud of you, I have not doubt. I am proud of you, my sweet friend. I am.proud of you for doing your best to handle all of this emotional chaos, and your household, as well as the messages, obituaries, planning, etc. You’re amazing. my heart has been so broken thinking of you and your family. This was a beautiful tribute to your daddy, your hero. I will try my best to be there for the services. I am dealing with some health struggles at the moment and my pain levels can vary, but I am really going to try. Please know that my heart and my prayers are with you through all of this. May God strengthen, comfort and encourage you. Much love to you
Larry, my friend, you are so missed. Always in my thoughts and prayers. Sheena, Waylon, little Larry and children, hold each other close as he would’ve wanted. Family was everything to him. He loved you all so very much.. love you guys!♥️
Larry my heart broke when I heard this. I could not believe what I was hearing. R.I. P my friend you will be missed by so many.
wow. Larry we have been friends for decades. Teasing an making people laugh is so true. My life took me away from the area ti return hearing about your grandkids an how proud you where of your family.. I truly wish I could of chatted one more time. I pray for them kids I hadn’t seen since they themselves where babies. You did get that dream. A great big family to be proud of. bless you in heaven my friend. You did VERY good my friend. Bless your family .
A Letter They’ll Never Read, But Should
Your birthday was just a few days ago. We lit balloons, we laughed, we cried, and we remembered you and Connie the way you deserved to be remembered—with love, with pain, with honesty. But I can’t lie—this world, without you, feels hollow. Like someone took a key piece out of the puzzle and now nothing fits. You were part of everything. And now everything feels off.
What keeps me up most nights isn’t just missing you. It’s the way your death has been treated—as if your life didn’t matter. As if what happened to you was just a footnote. You were struck and killed by a one-ton box truck plastered with FedEx logos on every side. A billion-dollar corporation ended your life—and yet, somehow, they aren’t even mentioned in the civil case. Thirty-one months later, and we’ve never seen the inside of a courtroom for your death. Not criminal. Not civil. Nothing.
If I weren’t there to witness it all myself, I’d think it was fiction. But it’s not. It’s America.
Your story is more than tragedy—it’s a microcosm of the American Dream: work hard, love hard, build something… only to have it taken away in a flash. And when it’s taken, you find out the dream was never built for you in the first place. Because in today’s world, being right doesn’t matter. What matters is how many zeros are in your bank account. If you’ve got millions, you can kill someone on a beautiful fall day—like September 21, 2022—and walk away. But if your account only has three or four zeros, mess up once, and you’re caged. Enslaved. Labeled. Gaslit.
They’ll say it’s about race, and for some it is—but the deeper truth is darker. The world’s majority is enslaved by a corporate machine. Skin color is a smokescreen. The real branding is in the paycheck. The real chains are digital. The real enemy drives box trucks with logos and balance sheets larger than the GDP of countries.
What happened to you should’ve been national news. It should’ve changed laws. But it barely made a ripple. And now they want to hand us peanuts and call it justice. I’m getting ready to accept it—not because I believe it’s right, but because I’ve come to understand that in this system, the truth isn’t enough. Only power speaks.
But I will speak. Even if they don’t listen. Even if they bury it under paperwork and silence.
You mattered. You still do. And I won’t let them write the last chapter of your story. I will.
Waylon Wright
Son inLaw