TRIBUTE

Casey Bauer Wheat May 28, 2020

This is a tribute page to Casey Bauer Wheat
Oct 13 1970 / May 28 2020
R.I.P.

We'd love to hear a short message about Casey in the comments below.

Thank you,
~ The Wheat Family

⚡ Forever Wheaty ⚡

It’s hard for all us to imagine our lives without Casey. He touched each and every one of us in his own special way. Casey was a connector and his friendships ran deep and wide. Those of us fortunate enough to have spent time with him will always share that special bond. When blessed with his presence there was always a feeling that hit you deep inside your heart and soul.

I think we can all agree Casey was one of a kind and bigger than life. His smile. His style, in and out of the water was effortless and confident. His deep love and connection with music. Always dancing to the beat of his own drum. His wisdom and knowledge of the world and love for culture. His compassion for everyone. His mad fashion was next level. Only Casey could rock plaid pants, pink Adidas, a satin bomber jacket and his signature hat … tilted just his way. His walk and swagger could be spotted a block away. His signature whistle always got you pumped when hearing it in the line-up on an epic day. His wit and humor. His passion for surfing. Teaching kids and people from all over the world how to surf. That genuine connection he made with everyone that crossed his path. No one made you feel more loved. Even meeting someone for the first time he radiated energy that felt as if he knew them a lifetime. He had an aura about him that was angelic and powerful. Everyone was family.


His passion for life will carry on through all our beautiful memories we each share of him. The days ahead will feel empty and challenging for us all, but deep down we all know Casey will be by our side and he would want us to keep our heads up, always be positive, and love each other. God Bless ~ Scooter

– Forever Wheatie

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  • Sympathy Card sent to Steve
    August 12, 2020 - 4:58 pm · Reply

    An Eskimo Proverb says
    perhaps they are not Stars
    but rather openings in Heaven
    where the Love of our lost ones pours through and
    shines down on us

  • Patch
    September 24, 2020 - 3:16 am · Reply

    Alot of memories with Casey. Growing up as groms running around an HB that doesn’t exist anymore were some of the best times of my life. From changing at grandmas on Lake St surfing everyday rain or shine, having the keys to Club Mad on Main St and the boxing, heckling, probably a chick of two lol. When Steve let me work at Zacks and hanging out during careless summers . When we went to the US Championships at Sandy Beach in 88 and took the rental car to Ala Moana on our own and Casey was driving and reached back into the back seat and slapped me and Craigie for acting a fool and we were all fighting for like 30 seconds then started cracking up and absolutely scored epic Bowls. Going down to Rusty in La Jolla to get clothes in Grandmas Buick and Casey making us listen to Bobby Browns 1st solo album with my prerogative on it all the way there and back even though me and Russo were begging to play like G & R at the time but Casey was reaaally into Bobby Brown at the time so we really didnt stand a chance haha. All the sessions together. Just alot of good times in and out of the water. Lots of memories but one that really stands out to share is one day on Southside and I hadnt seen him in quite a while. He yelled Paaaatch I yelled Whheeeat we paddled to eachother gave big ol hugs and he told me whats been going on with him, what hes been through, and his plan for SOK and what he had planned and how it was gonna work, and what it was gonna look like etc etc. I didnt catch alot of waves that day because we were talking a bunch and if a wave came Casey was going plus hes probably one of the best paddlers Ive ever seen but I didnt mind at all. I was stoked to see my friend again happy and healthy and on a mission. Everything he told me he wanted to do that session he was doing. I really loved and respected Casey. His energy and stoke were contagious and my god his style!!! One of a kind!! He had a dream and was living it and he will never be forgotten by the many many people who loved him. Love, your friend Patch

  • Lila kaylor
    September 24, 2020 - 6:02 am · Reply

    My adorable Casey. I met you when you were playing basketball at the HB GYM. You were in 4th grade in between Deena and Dana. It was love at 1st sight and continued throughout the years. Always polite, sweet, kind and the best smile ever. Lots of great times at my house in 7th street. I cherish our memories and you are engraved in my heart forever. I love and adore you❤️

  • Nikki (Atkinson) Mahar
    September 24, 2020 - 4:47 pm · Reply

    A couple of years ago I was out on northside. Casey and a few of the other Tower 2 crew were there as well. He would often yell, “Go Nik!!” when I was feeling a little trepidation about paddling for a larger set wave… always the right encouragement I needed. One day in particular, he practically shoved me into a right after yelling, “Go Nik!”, but I was pretty close to the pier – so I was pretty freaked out. (I always hated going backside on northside… I’m goofy foot), but with his encouragement (and knowing he was watching and want to make him proud), I took off, made the drop-in and rode the wave. I paddled back out feeling pretty stoked and there was Casey, fist pumping the air with both fists – with the BIGGEST grin on his face. You would have thought he was the one on that right! A little while later that same session, I caught a wave and tried calling off some guy shoulder hoppeing me on the left. He totally ignored me, snaked me, and we ended up colliding. Casey had apparently seen the whole thing as he was paddling back out from the wave he got right before me. I paddled towards the guy that snaked me, said, “What the hell was that?” and he started telling me off, cussing at me, and telling me I didn’t know how to f***ing surf. I fired back some choice words and felt like I was holding my own… but Casey wasn’t having any of that! He paddled up right in front of me, got between me and this guy, got right up in the guys face, and told the guy to beat it or he’d have all of “my brothers” in his face, (but did so with only the calm, charisma and charm Casey could manage while pissed off). The guy clearly did not care to leave the area so Casey just kept snaking him on every wave he tried to take off on or blocked for me on a couple of waves that the guy and I were both paddling for. Eventually the guy got frustrated and went in.

    More recently, Casey and I had some really great heart to heart talks when my father-in-law was battling cancer and it looked like he was headed towards being on hospice. Casey and I talked about how hospice is such a sad way to go and in so many cases it can be totally degrading and embarrassing to wither away like that with your loved ones watching. Casey said, “I don’t wanna go out that way. Nik, promise me if it gets to that point you’ll give me a morphine cocktail!” (as he nudged me with his elbow… jokingly, but also totally serious). I said, “I will. Same here.” We shook on it. And laughed. Then hugged. He always had a way of making a heavy situation feel light. And in that moment although we were talking about something very serious, we were able to laugh together. And I found comfort in knowing he would always have my back.

    When I found out about Casey‘s sudden passing, so many memories flooded back to me. Things I hadn’t thought of in years. Although I don’t have as many special memories as his closest friends and loved ones, we did have our special moments. I met Casey when I was just 16 years old (Casey was 22). A newbie to the world of surfing. We would surf all day, hang out at Tower 2, and go out to clubs at night in our big group. We lost touch for a number of years as I got married, had children, moved away from Huntington Beach for a stent. But when I moved back I decided to raise my daughters here, it was as if no time had passed.

    And this is where the sweetest memories of all enter the scene. Memories of Casey with my sweet daughter, Kennedy. She used to love to come down to Sport of Kings with me after the guys opened the shop there. Within a very brief time she and Casey developed the most adorable little relationship. They saw each other at Operation Surf where both Casey and I were volunteers, saw each other at the beach when my husband and I took the kids down for beach days, and heckled each other in the shop as often as they could. She would always grab Casey‘s hat off of his head, put it on her own head, twist it to the side, and put a goofy look on her face, in a loving mocking way. He loved it. He ate it up. He was so amazing with children. He was amazing with all humans. After finding out he died, I was dreading telling Kennedy, but knew she needed to hear it from me. I will never forget the way she crumpled into my arms when I was finally able to get the words out. She loved you so much, Casey. You were “her friend” (not mine) according to her! She looked up to you and appreciated the attention you bestowed upon her. You had such a special way of making anybody feel like it was just you and them when you talked to them. You left an indelible mark. I cannot believe we have to survive in this world without you.

    Casey- I love you my dear friend. I think of you every single day and not a day has gone by since your passing that I have not wished to have you back. Every right I take is forever dedicated to you! Thanks for the encouragement, the friendship, the laughs, the tears, the waves, and the LOVE.

    Tower #2 Forever. Until we join you in eternity, brother.
    LOVE ALWAYS- “Nik” ❤️

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