Here I am writing a memorial to you when mere words could never express what you meant to me. It was extremely hard watching you suffer, but at least we know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were taken home. You are missed very much. Your daughter, Theresa

Tu es maintenant invisible mais tu seras toujours visible dans notre coeur. Nous t'oublirons jamais car tu as été un grand homme.

À toi Julie, Pour tous les bons moments que l'on a passés avec toi, nous te remercions. Tu as été une très bonne amie, prend soin de nous. Nous ne t'oublions pas.

La Mort

Je suis debout au bord de la plage un voilier passe dans la brise du matin et part vers l'océan. Il est la beauté, il est la vie.

Je le regarde jusqu'à ce qu'il disparaisse de l'horizon.

Quelqu'un à mon côté dit : "il est parti"
parti vers où ? Parti de mon regard, c'est tout !

Son mât est toujours aussi haut, la coque a toujours la force de porter sa charge humaine. Sa disparition totale de ma vue est en moi, pas en lui.

Et juste au moment où quelqu'un près de moi dit "il est parti",
il y en d'autres qui le voyant poindre à l'horizon et venir vers eux
s'exclament avec joie : "le voilà "

C'est çà la mort !

dear mom,

never got a chance to say goodbye,but then goodbye is forever,and i will be seeing you in the afterlife that is when my life will be complete again. you cant imagine how much i love and miss you.till we meet again you will be foever in my thoughts and in my heart.ilove you mom.

love,

bridget

CELEBRATION OF HIS NEW LIFE
Vincent Reyes Arceo
“Benny”
Vincent Reyes Arceo (Benny), of Henderson, Nevada, passed away April 12, 2001 after a long period of illness. He was called home by our heavenly Father at the age of 46.

Benny is the son of Vicente Gogue Arceo and Jesusa Reyes Arceo

In his new life, Benny now joins his sister, Diana Marie Arceo, his grandfathers, Jose Castro Arceo and Vicente Guevara Reyes and also joins numerous uncles, aunts and cousins.

HE WILL BE MISSED AND REMEMBERED IN THE HEARTS OF HIS

Wife: Rita Borja Arceo
Son: Fermin B. Arceo
Daughter: Diana Marie Arceo
Parents: Vicente Gogue Arceo
Jesusa Reyes Arceo
Grandmother: Amalia Gogue Arceo
Francisca Baza Reyes

Brothers/Sisters: Amalia A Indalecio (MO), Joey R. Arceo (Guam), Francisco R. Arceo (MO), Terrisita A. Rodriquez (CA), Frances A. Toves (NV), Juanita R Arceo (Guam), Susan A. Olivares, (CA), David R. Arceo (Guam), Paul R. Arceo (MO) and their families.

The Family

Cloy was born in Bismarck ND. He lived the last 30 years of his life in Kelso Washington as a Forman in Quality Control for the Weyehauser Company in Longview. Surviving are a daughter Marlene Richmond and five grandchildren Edward James Archer, Teresa Marie Archer, Robert Cloy Richmond, Sherry Richmond, Kelly Richmond and Darcy Richmond. In 1959 Cloy and his wife, Ida May Archer (Knowles) adopted Edward and Teresa after the death of his other daughter Shirly May Butler (Archer).

Frank, as he prefered to be called, was born in Davenport, Iowa. He lived the last 15 years of his life working as a Mason in Kelso Washington.His father was Geo W. Archer of Ohio and his mother was Mary Lane Leslie of Penn. Surviving are a wife, Mary Louise Archer (Higley) a son Cloyes Lyle Archer two daughters Bee Forszen, all of whom lived in Kelso, and Florence Laursen of Surrey B.C.Canada.

Even in death, Ira Dwight Archibald, continues to serve mankind. His remains donated to the Louisana State University Medical School. May his teachings bring enlightment to those endevoring to also serve mankind.

She was a native of Slatehill, N.Y., a retired registered nurse. A member of First United Methodist Church in Natchitoches, Louisana. Married to Ira Dwight Archibald, for 60 plus years. Patience and steadfast faith in God was her strength.

I love you. Your students love you. Daddy loves you. I hope you still love us. I'm sorry I never said goodbye. Please forgive me. Please.

Our beloved father. We will never forget you. We love you. Christa & Johan.

We will never forget you Mom!!!! Love always, Johan & Christa!!!!

You're missed so much by so many grandpa!! I love you!

For anyone who knew Billy, this is for you! We miss you everyday. We remeber you whenever the wind blows or the seasons change or when there is a football game. Things can never be the same,and we wish we could erase all the pain that everyone feels.Always remembered, never forgotten!

To Glen, my husband, who I realized too late how much that I loved you. There is not a day that passes that you are not with me, in heart, soul and mind. If only the hands of time could be reversed -- a year and 3 months. We would be together, loving and living as we had before! But time stands still for no man, and we are no exception. We play by the rules as everyone else. Decisions are made each day. Decisions that, at times, profoundly affect others. I wish I would have known the final consequences of my decision, before it was made. I shall carry this burden of guilt, sorrow and regretfulness for eternity. It is the price I have to pay for the fateful decision I made. From all that God has given us, I regret deeply what I have done to you and everyone that loves you. Glen, I will never accept forgiveness for the events that have followed, nor do I expect it. Our marriage of ten years was not always good, but you never gave up. You were always there for me. When I had a nightmare and awoke crying or frightened, you would hold me close and softly whisper to me, telling me that I was safe with you, that everything was fine. I would drift off to sleep, these promises softly echoing in my ears. I am having nightmares more frequently now, they are the same -- I wake crying, frightened -- reaching over for you -- but you are not there. So, I fall asleep, with tear filled eyes and deep regret, missing you. Each day that I manage to struggle through without you only serves as a reminder of the days I must live without you and the pain I created. I pray that the tears I shed each day will form a river to Heaven. When I die, I will sail to you in Heaven, on my river of tears. That day will be glorious! We will be together again! No more pain, guilt or sorrow! Only love and happiness for eternity! With each sunrise I recall the last time I saw you. The sorrow floods my soul. Tears fill my eyes and I pray that the events of that night could be changed! But, I cannot change the past. Every moment that I live without you, I live with the guilt of my sins. I have no peace. I pray that death will bring me peace. I will die with this burden I created and carry it heavily in my soul! It will be the constant reminder of my fateful decision. The love and tears I have for you will continue throughout eternity. Glen Allen Armfield, I will love you forever! Your Wife: Diane Gail Armfield

baby armstrong on one day we found that you were in mom for 6 to 8 weeks, then the next day we found that you were taken from us. We realize that god must of had is reason for taking you from us, we will always remember you. Because even though we never had the chance to meet you, we will always love you. You could have been playing catch with me , or doing crafts with your mommy. Baby Armstrong we will always love you....
Love, Mommy & Daddy

Cecil Henry Armstrong lived on this earth from March 24, 1917 until February 8, 1982. "To God Be The Glory"

You were never forgotten by your family. Since you left this earthly plain you have been joined by your big sister Effie in 1941, Grandpa in 1949, Grandma in 1975 and most recent, your big sis, Mae, on September 28, 2002. You were very much loved and still missed by your brother Hank, and Myrtle and Bill, your sisters. Rest in peace little one.

Love and missed forever in our hearts

I don't think the right words exist to explain how much I miss you! I'll never understand why you had to leave us so soon and in such a tragic accident. It was unreal. Life is so unfair sometimes!! From the first moment I met you I realized what a good person you were! You were such a good husband to my sister in the five short years you were together and I considered you the brother I never had. My children miss their Uncle Ronnie so much! You were so good to my kids and treated them just as you did your own. My kids LOVED to come over to spend the weekend with you guys. You were always doing fun things with them. We are all so grateful for the time we had with you, even though it wasn't nearly long enough. I always thought we would go to each others childrens high school and college graduations together!! I thought you would always be around with us to share the experiences of life with until we all grew old together!! I thought you would be here to love and care for my sister until she grew old. You touched all of our lives in such a special way. In the short time we had with you, you taught us to live life in a positive way and try to make the best out of any situation. You taught us to enjoy the time we have on this earth and live like there is no tomorrow. You taught us not to worry too much about what others think. You have touched so many peoples lives and have left so many behind that care so much for you and love you dearly!! Life will not be the same without you here!! Until we meet again, I'll always keep you in my heart, every single day! Ronnie, thank you so much for teaching me to live my life to the fullest, laugh every single day, and love with all my heart! I miss you so much! I love you brother!! Love, Sis

Dear William,
Not a day goes by that we don't think of your smile, and remember you laughing and having fun. Little did we know, that when we gave our first born son your name, he would take it seriously. Rod will never forget all of the good times you had together, and I will never forget you being best man at our wedding, and the fun we all had! We both miss you more than words can say, and we wish you could know our boys! Rest in Peace, Friend, until we meet again! Love Always, Rod, Angie, Garrett & Evan.

Alzheimers has claimed another helpless victim, my best friend, my Mom, who was loved and respected by all who knew her. 14 years is a very long time to suffer with any disease, and Alzheimers is one of the worst. It robbed Mom of her ability to live life and enjoy her final years as she should have been able to. Alzheimers knows no bounds, red, yellow, brown, black or white, rich or poor, it robs a vibrant living being of their present, past and future. There is no magic medication, no amount of money, no treatment, no hope, nothing anybody can say or do to make it go away or get better. There is no "better" just a one way trip into a foggy world that each Alzheimers victim must travel alone.

Mom was a lady born ahead of her time, nothing any of her 5 children, Tom, Jess, Fred, Donna and John, could say or do shocked or surprized her. She welcomed our friends into our home, day or night, they could stay as long as they wished and someway, she always managed to feed all of us. It didn't matter if you were born into our family, married, adopted, or someway stumbled in, Mom loved us all. She was not a "June Cleaver" Mom in any sense but she raised us with infinant wisdom and the patience only she could have. Mom often did without to give her family things they needed, and she did it alone. Mom adored her 23 Grand-children, 17 Great-grand-children and 3 Great-great-grand-children. She was "Granny Mae" to them and their friends.

We all knew the day would soon come when Mom would have to leave us, but when that day arrived, I wanted to tell her to stay, I still needed her. She taught me so much, to walk, talk, read, sew and cook. The one thing she never taught me that I needed to know, is how to live here without her. I love Mom so very much, she will always remain in my heart and my memories.

You are so greatly missed by your children,family, and a host of friends. Your time was so short with us, but while you were here, you filled all that came in contact with you with happinest. We will never forget that wonderful smile of yours that lit up the room. You have given your children something to be proud of. Your Spirit! You will always be in our heart. We Love You, Your Family

WHO WOULD'VE THOUGHT THAT 11 YEARS AFTER YOUR FATHER WAS TAKEN FROM US, YOU WOULD FALL VICTIM TO VIOLENCE AS WELL. WE REACHED OUT FOR YOU, BUT YOU WEREN'T WITHIN OUR GRASP. WE LOVE YOU LITTLE BILL...ALWAYS HAVE...ALWAYS WILL. YOU CAN REST NOW BILL. LET GOD TAKE CARE OF YOU NOW. I KNOW THAT YOUR ANGEL WINGS ARE A PERFECT FIT. WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU. REST IN PEACE.

Love, Aieshah, Tiara, Aunt Dee Dee, Aunt Jaye, Grandma Tauhidah, Aunt San, and Uncle Shy.

Early in the morning on June 1, 1998, I was part of a spiritual, powerful and touching event. I, with great love and compassion, assisted my father with his life transition. He is now in a better place. No, I didn't pull any plugs or inject any needles. I whispered in his ear that everything was going to be OK. And with a single breath, dad was no longer in pain and his suffering was over. I will never forget this event. I helped the man who gave me life transition into the light. Dad was a very loving and compassionate man. He was remembered by all of his friends as someone who was always there to lend a helping hand. I will remember him in the same manner. He always made sure that his wife and kids were taken care of, that all provisions were made for our welfare. He laughed with us, he cried with us, he saw us through our triumphs but also provided strength when life got tough. I'm still pissed off at cancer. I wish it would just leave the earth. It was difficult to watch a strapping man, 5'10", 170 lbs. lose almost half his body weight and mass. I am grateful to my mom, my brother and sister, all the in-laws and my nieces and nephew for pulling through this very difficult time. We were an awesome group and I would be happy to hire all of you as executives. When things needed to be done, when documents and policies needed to be reviewed, when care needed to be given, when time was a precious commodity, we gave and gave and gave. My personal experience has found that the death of a loved one can bring out the worst in people. Not so with the my family. We are a stunning team. For this I am also grateful. I miss my dad and find myself dreaming about being with him in rather mundane settings. I want to tell him that the Padres are doing well, that my nephew finished middle school and that my nieces are driving now. But I can't. Maybe these dreams allow my indulgence. In closing, I encourage all who read this to take the time to get to know your parents. You'll discover things about yourself in the process. Good night, pop! Yeah, I'll make sure all the doors are locked. Your son, Randy

The time you spent with us was short but the love we feel for you will never be measured by days, weeks, or months.
We miss you Courtney, tell Uncle Jeff and Great Grandpa hello from us. We love and miss you!

I miss you Mom more and more each day. You meant so much to so many. We miss your big heart and goofy smile. Your memory continues to make us laugh and smile even when the pain of your loss seems too much to bear. There was a segment of the poem, "Funeral Blues" by W.H. Aulden read in the movie, "Four Weddings and a Funeral" that summed up my feelings when you passed. I changed the he's to she's, but the sentiment remains the same: [She] was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My midnight, my talk, my song; I thought [she] would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out everyone, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; For nothing now can ever come to any good. Nothing is the same without you, Mom! I love you!!

"In loving memory to your wonderful sense of humor and for the heart in which you always shared without selfishness to everyone. We love and miss you very much! The entire Roberts family.

You were taken from us way too soon and we miss you more everyday, say hello to Courtney & poppy for us.

Beloved son, brother and uncle. Missed so much that words just cannot express the pain his leaving us has left behind. Billy you will be forever in our hearts and always in our prayers. We love you so much.

Ma, Dad, Jackie, Susan, Michael, Chloe and Lucy

Rock on, little guy.

Jo would have loved this.

She was a very loving, caring, and intelligent woman who made a very significant impact on all of the people she encountered with's life. O.t. was head of Civilian Personnell at the Dept. of the Navy at the Pentagon. We love and miss her very much.

To my father, Not a day goes by that I do not thank you for your patience with me. I miss you so much, and mom misses you too. Our prayers are filled with your name and meomeries. Dad, I wish you could be able to hold you just once again, to be able to say all those words that I held inside. A cruel lesson was learned that life is too short to worry about anything. I sometimes wonder if I could have made a difference in your heart, and helped you in your time of pain. I wish I could have of changed the events that happened, so mom's face would truly smile again. Just to let you know we miss you very much, and know that we will meet again when God has shined his light down on us. To my father, guidance, and a man that has helped me through all my impossible years with unconditional love.

My precious daughter passed on leaving 4 beautiful sons.
She was a sweet, loving young woman, full of energy with a wonderful sense of humor. As my only daughter I can't imagine this world without her. She has two brothers, 3 nieces and 1 nephew,aunts, uncles, grandparents, many people to fondly remember her.

A Poem by Anthony Mario Arruda

"I Loved My Friend"

I loved my friend,
He went away from me,
There's nothing more to say,
The poem ends, Soft as it began,
I loved my friend.
Anthony Mario Arruda. A Great Child of Light.

They said it couldn't be done But I with a chuckle replied I shant believe until I've tried So I tackled this thing that couldn't be done And I did it. You'll always in my heart Grampy.

We had fun as kids. I love you and miss you a lot. I'll see you in heaven buddy.

Virginia Lee Artis, 84, of the 25000 block of Old Bridge Road, died April 30, 2004, in Norfolk. Born in Courtland, "Lee Baby," as she was called, was the daughter of the late Lena Scott Flythe and the late Henry Hershey Flythe. She was a homemaker and a former member of the Eastern Star. She was a member of Second Baptist Church, Courtland, its Missionary and Sunday school. The widow of Herman Artis, she is survived by a daughter, Hermione Le'Yvette Nickens; a son, Theophylis F. Artis; three grandchildren, Tasha Ja'Net Artis, Stephenie Renee Nickens and Jonathan Herman Artis; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends. She was predeceased by a great-grandchild, Micah Elijah Artis. A graveside service will be held at 2 p.m. Monday at The Helping Hands Cemetery, Courtland, by Jesse Featherston. Viewing will be from 6 to 9 p.m. today and Monday from 9 to 11 a.m. at Elvin Vaughan Funeral Home.