Victor "Vic' Toler

I miss you so very much, Dad. I love you and can't wait to see you again one day, up there. Please watch over us all and tell everyone up there that I love them. Love you so very much!! I keep myself busy with the things I do, but every time I pause, I think of you. Sending a big hug up there to you Dad! <3 xoxoxo

Brother I just can’t believe your gone home.  I’ll see you some day.  Love you.  Retta

You left us way too early, Daddy! We love and miss you so very much!

RIP, Daddy!

You will be missed by all. Love you Uncle Vic.

Vic was my first love/husband, we had three beautiful children together. Those who touch our lives, stay in our hearts forever. My heart goes out to my children and all those who knew and loved him. May you rest in Heavenly Peace.

I knew Victor professionally, as he became my trusted driver right after I moved down to Belleview, Florida from Ohio, and in time my trusted friend.

 I am a disabled woman in body and sometimes spirit with a severe and painful spinal disorder and PTSD. Vic helped me to continue to work in a demanding corporate role that had me flying out of Orlando, Tampa or Gainesville every week, sometimes more than once. By helped, I mean I would not have been able to continue in that job for as long as I did, without him…he was invaluable.

From the first long ride, he put me at ease, as I figured serial killers probably don’t talk as much as he did. He talked about his family, his love Aurora, advice on never letting corporate America tell me who I am or what I can or can’t do, recipes, flowers, flowering bushes, stores he was stopping at especially for treats for Aurora, we cried over our lost furbabies unashamedly, our new fur babies, always back to the incomparable Miss Katie, children, grandchildren, pride in the next generation, I should only buy a grill at Rural King, building houses, and how we start rebuilding our lives after our bodies fail us and we can no longer be in the careers we love. 

I felt safe with Vic. He would withstand the barrage from security and leave the car at the curb in Gainesville to run in for me and even made sure to smirk at them as we got in the car. He bellowed a few times for cars to get out of the way, and god help anyone that came within 3ft  bumping me. 

Vic met my soulmate dog (he called her beautiful and a very good girl) my sons and their girlfriends as he helped load me up and the day he saw me sitting out on the porch with my new love,  he stopped to meet him and sit awhile. On my next trip, he told me I should keep my heart open to marrying him. I scoffed, but I did marry him. 

We were both livid when that company I worked for eliminated my position and he had half a mind to drive way up north to tell them. We saw Victor a couple times locally, but after moving up to Ocala lost touch. 

Aurora, we want to give you our deepest sympathies. Thank you for letting me borrow Vic all those late Friday night return flights at 1am in Gainesville. I truly could not have done it without both of you. He had such admiration, respect and love for you. 

I am sorry this is so long, but my friendship with Victor centered around our conversations about you, and I really wanted to make sure y’all knew that. We miss him. I miss our conversations. I pray for you and I pray for peace and healing for your hearts.