Michael was a beautiful child, a happy child. He was doagnosed with cancer at 2 years old. He died just after his third birthday. We love him, and miss him.

I loved Aunt Babe dearly she was the nicest most spiritual person I have ever met and I will miss her dearly.

Austin; in 15 years, you overcame many obsticle's and problems life and god threw your way, and handled like a man. The loss of your life is the loss of every single person that you touched in your life.

A friend

You are gone from this place where we still remain, but never will you be far from our thoughts and your spirit is forever within us all! We miss you! The Bachman Family

Sadly missed by all, not a moment in time passes without you in our thoughts. The Bachman Family

Survivors included his wife, Lucille; brother, Barney, and half-brother, Harry Samuel Bachstein, Jr.

Only child of Charles Thomas Bachstein and Sarah Amanda Patton, later known as Virginia Lee Patton. He was born at Hagers Grove, MO, served during WWI in the USMC, commissioned an officer at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and spent most of the war in China and the Philippines. Originally married to Ruth, he had two sons of that marriage, Harry Charles Bachstein (born July 4, 1920) and Barney Bachstein. Later married Elizabeth (Rodenhouse) Donohoe in Carson City, NV, producing one natural son, Harry Samuel Bachstein, Jr., (born Oakland, CA, 6 August 1943) and twin adopted sons, Brian Neil Bachstein and Bret Nevin Bachstein, born at Flagstaff AZ on 12 December 1960. Grandsons from Harry Jr include Harry S. Bachstein III, born 5 Aug 1969; David Jason Bachstein, born 21 Mar 1973; and Jesse Remington Bachstein, born 20 June 1987. Grandchildren from Bret are Eric Bachstein and Brittany Bachstein, the first female produced through the Bachstein line since at least 1823.

Sarah Amanda Patton, also known as Virginia Lee Patton, married Charles Thomas Bachstein and had one son, Harry Samuel Bachstein. Her grandchildren include Barney Bachstein and Harry Charles Bachstein (born July 4, 1920), both of whom died in California circa 1981; and Harry Samuel Bachstein, Jr., (born Aug 6, 1943), who is supplying this data. Her great grandchildren all came through Harry Jr., and are Harry S. Bachstein III (born 5 Aug 1969), David Jason Bachstein (born 21 Mar 1973) and Jesse Remington Bachstein (born 20 June 1987). She was a gorgeous lady who spent her early years in and around Hagers Grove, MO. Her cremains are at Chapel of Light in Fresno, CA.

In memory of a loving father, grandfather, son, brother, and friend to many. Billy, you will always be with us. We shall toast to you when the hurt gets us down. We will laugh when we think of you and we will throw a golf club up a nearby tree in your honor. Most of all we will love each other and take care of each other. We will wipe our tears and live as you would have us do. So, until we meet again, my brother, watch out for us from above and help us laugh again as only you can. We will miss you always. Our love has gone with you to the other side.

Dear Nanny,

I'm sorry I was not there to bid you farewell, but you left in the knowledge that we all love you very much and are greatly sadened that the Doctors could do no more. You would be proud to learn that you are now a Great Grandmother to Jack Meredith Williams, and I'm sure that he will be brought up with great love that you gave us. We are all very proud of you Nan, you haven't had an easy life, but everyone agrees that you have raised the best family that you possibly could. I'm not going to say we'll miss you, because you are in our hearts forever - Love you lots Nan, sleep well.

Nigel.

Dearest Daniel, How i wish you were here, the days and nights go by and we can feel you near. You were taken so suddenly at a very young age. I fight all the feelings but I'm still filled with rage. I pray you are happy. I know you are free. But it doesn't heal my heart, when here is where you should be. I will forever love you and miss you Daniel...my heart will never be the same....your Tia Joyce

Sharday was an amazing young woman of 17 when she tragically lost her life in a car accident on the way to work on 11/23/03. She was a Nationally published poet, the Football Manager at Colony High for 4r years in Palmer, Alaska. But, she was so much more.....Sharday was about unconditional love for any and everyone. She was truly an 'old soul' who touced many, many lives young and old. I feel blessed to have been her mother for 17 years....she is missed and loved by all who lives she touched. Sharday I love you and miss you more than words could ever express. Love always, mama

Karl A. Baer, 91, of Bethesda, MD, USA, died at a nursing home in Arlington, VA on January 13, of heart failure after a brief illness. The former chief librarian of The National Association of Home Builders immigrated to the U.S. in 1940. He was born in Munich, Germany and received a Juris Doctor degree from Heidelburg University in 1931. He did graduate studies in library science at Columbia Uni versity. He worked at the Army Medical Library in Cleveland before moving to Washington, D.C. He had worked at the Veterans Administration Library, and was chief librarian of the American Pharmaceutical Association. He taught library science at the Catholic University in D.C., and the George Peabody College in Nashville. He established the NAHB library in 1955 and remained there until his retirement in 1982. He traveled throughout the U.S., speaking at home builder meetings. A founding member of the special libraries division of the International Federation of Library Associations, he was editor of its first newsletter, and was 1957-58 president of the D.C. special libraries chapter. He was an IFLA dele gate to international conferences, including his favorite, in Moscow. He served on an American National Standards Institute on standardizing cataloging in industry. He was married to a librarian, the former Margaret Stirling, who had worked for the Johns Hopkins Institute for Advanced Studies. Childless, the couple loved Schnauzer terriers, and owned several over the years. Dr. Baer was a linguist and worked part-time for the Dupont Language Service Bureau in Washington. An avid reader of mystery novels, he was a classical music enthusiast, a gour met cook, and a champion chess player. In the 40s and 50s he enjoyed traveling to Europe on the Queen Mary and other ocean liners, especially favoring va cations in Switzerland. He had his suits made on Savile Row in London, wore a beret, and was a dapper figure on K Street in Washington. He continued traveling into his late 80s, flying to Europe in 1995 and 1996. He had a keen intellect, following the stock market closely while managing his own investments. Despite failing vision and other ailments he continued living independently in his own home in Bethesda until his death. He is survived by two first cousins, Lolotte Reiss Wolf of Grenoble, France, and Arnaud Reiss of Strassburg, France. His young nurse friend, Annelise Piatt, arranged a memorial service for Dr. Baer at the Little Falls Presbyterian Church in Arlington, Virginia on February 7. As a memorial, friends may wish to make donations to the church's music fund, or to the Catholic University of America's school of library science.

Mrs. Bagby was a native of Philladelphia and lived in Norfolk, VA for many years before moving to VA Beach.She was the Widow of the late Thomas P. Bagby. Survivors include two daughters, Estelle B. Gillikin and Frances B. Savas. Five grandchildren: OV Gillikin, Thomas Gillikin, Kimberly S. Peoples, Timothy S. Savas, James P. Savas and NINE great grandchildren. Grandmommy, I'm sorry I never spent much time with you before you passed. I'll explain it when I see you in Heaven. Say Hi to granddaddy. I know you heard me say I love you that day. In my heart I know. I miss you more than anyone knows. I just don't know how to say it. I Love You.

A Granbury, Texas High School band director. He was more than just a teacher. He was a friend and mentor to hundreds. Soft spoken and kind, I wish all teachers could have been like him. He saved my life more than once. Everytime he saw you he'd smile and give you a warm pat on the back. Through music I could feel the pain I couldn't express, dreams seemed possible and yes, even a future. It's hard to believe you are gone. I miss you already.
Love for always,

Darlene Tomlinson Hiler
Class of '74

I would like to thank my dad for all the memories I have collected over the years, which, although he has gone, are keeping him alive, and will never be forgotten. Love you dad, Brett.

To a father-in-law who has been the best, never a cross word. You were lovely to me all through our time together, and I won't ever forget your kindness. Lots of love, Sal.

To Grandad, I will always treasure the things you gave me, and you have left me with lots of happy memories. Lots of love from Charlotte. x

To a wonderful Dad who made me the person I am today, and I think of you always, and you will never be forgotten. I was so lucky to let you know how much I loved you and was able to tell you this.

Most sacret heart of jesus I place all my trust in thee amen.

This is in memory of my mother, she provided me with what I needed to carry on with in life. I will always miss her but I know that she is with me in spirit. Although she had to suffer a great deal before passing on, I know now that she is without pain.

You were my brother and I miss you so, you suffered more than anyone could ever know and you never seemed to ever get a break, But through it all you held your head up!! Others would do good to take note of the example you left. Whenever times are tough for me, I remember you and know how much tougher they were on you. I will always miss you and I hope that someday we will all be together again, you, me, mom and the sister I had that I never met. I still remember hanging out with my big brother down at the gas station, even though it was over twenty years ago, it seems just like yesterday!! I know if there is a god, then it's by his side that you stand today. You were the greatest, so long my friend I love you so!!

"At the Heart of Everything is Love" Susan Bahry 1991

Mam, I miss you so much. You were my best friend and I still can't believe you're gone :( I've got no one to talk about SC7 or Les Mis with now. I love you. I'll try and have a good time on my birthday but it will be hard.

You forever loving daughter, Laura
xxxxxxx

On June 13th, Adam Bailey took his own life and went home to God. He will forever be missed by all. Our thoughts and prayers are with his family and his friends. His memory will live on for all in the c/o 2007. He had the greatest pesonality of anyone I have ever known. No one would have ever suspected it. Nancy you know we're all here for you anytime you need us. Please don't ever be afraid to talk to us about it. No one will ever know what it's like, and I pray to God that you never have to find out. We can't explain how hard it was. There were some people from other schools that didn't know Adam that said well he must have been crazy and a lot of hurtful things like that, and I just kept saying to myself that they didnt know him and they don't know what it's like. Even though they said so many hurtful things I still would never want them to go through what we went through. This affected every single person in our class. We all knew and loved Adam even if we werent best friends with him. Our class was so close, and this made us even closer. I wish we could change the past, but I believe that everyone comes into our lives for a reason. We all became stronger people because of this, but I would change that in an instant if we could have him back. "Bubbles" we love you and we made a lifelong promise to never ever forget you. We'll love you forever #59
LHS Class of 2007 Forever Together

In loving memory of my Father. He was always available to help out whom ever needed help.

Treasured memeories of my step father Tony Bailey We sat beside your bedside We watched you fade away And though our hearts were breaking We knew you couldn't stay God saw you geting weary no cure was meant to be He took you up in his great arms and whispered come to me Lord I ask to keep him safe and i'll never forget

Late of Pontllanfraith, S. Wales

So greatly loved
So sadly missed
By husband Norman, Son Andrew and grandchildren Lowrie, Nia, Ieuan and Menna

"Unspoken Love"
Doreen
I miss you all the time. I wish I said "I love you" every day that you were mine
Norman

Elmer (Red) Bailey was a kind caring man. He didn't talk about his emotions but showed his feelings with the things he did. It's true actions speak louder than words, this applied to him more than any other I've ever known. He not only was my father but, he was my best friend & I will always love him and miss him. I will never forget the things he taught me, nor the way he teased me relentlessly. If I could see him one more time I'd tell him what a great dad he was and how much I love him. I miss you dad, but you'll always be a part of my being. Thanks for everything! With all my love Your daughter Bonnie

Been a long time now - but I still love and remember you

Loving mother of Karon Baley Cabell. Born to Carrie Hill and Clarence Hill in Philadelphia, PA. Lorraine was a long time Philadelphia School Board employee who retired. She was a devoted grandmother and avid crossword puzzle person. If you knew her, please feel free to contact me. kay@pobox.com

Matt you were truly one-of-a-kind. I miss your craziness, your sense of humor, and your love of life. I look forward to the day when I can see you again. I love you. Your sister, Megan.

Molly Bailey.. Died sometime around the year 2000. Molly was my second mother, we were really close.. I can still remember the way she laughed, lived, and even the way she smelled.. She was a wonderful woman, but had a terrible problem, drinking. This caused her whole body to shut down and stop working.. She left behind her elderly father and her young daughter, Kayla Bailey, now 14 and attending ICJHS. Losing this woman in my life changed everything, no matter how much I want to deny that fact.. I miss you, Molly.. Have peace in heaven.

A dear little baby who didn't have a chance but is still remembered by his family: Pauline and Ron, Stephen and Rosemary.

My loving husband... we only had one year of maritial bliss, but I know I will see you in Heaven. I miss you more everyday, my little drummer boy. You were my world and always will be. Every morning I miss your smile and your dimples, everynight i miss your kiss. You were the best man I have ever known, I miss you baby.
Your Loving Wife

She was a loving wife of 12 years and the mother of two great sons. Teacher of trainable mentally retarded children in Denison, Texas she will be remembered by family and friends as a loving, caring and compassionate person. Always putting everyone ahead of herself, her tragic end was not justified by her life's work.

I loved you so much Mum, and I never told you so. I'm so sorry we argued that last evening and I'm sorry I wasn't with you in the ambulance that morning. But I miss you every day and you are always in my thoughts. Your grandson Barney is beautiful and bright and I know you would have adored him. I know you are free from pain and worry now and I feel your presence with me. Give my love to Dad, until we meet again. Julie

Now I know why your grief never truly abated after your mother died, for my grief for you is as fresh as that July morning those short years ago. Now I know what it is to smile and mourn at the same time, too. I still see your face, sometimes behind the wheel of a car, or in a crowd of faces, just a glimpse that makes me pause and think "there she is!" for a brief second. In that second, my heart always leaps, and then I remember that it cannot be you. I didn't know I would think of you every day, still reach for the telephone to call you, and long for your company as sharply. You are loved, and missed. And I still am envious that you know what it is to die, and what comes next! I hope... I hope... Love, Judith

Though we lost contact through the years, he will always be a very special memory to me.

He stayed at his post.

Obituary ~ Times Picayune ~ New Orleans

Charles F. Baize, a book keeper with a local law firm and Manager of the Rathbone Inn, Died Friday of brain cancer at his home. He was 33. Mr. Baize was a life long resident of New Orleans. He was a member of the National Humane Society and the National Arbor Foundation. He was a Navy Veteran. Survivors include his companion, Chayim Levi; his mother, Thelma Dufrene; a brother, Harry Edward Bridges; four sisters, Barbara Iannone, Rosemerrie Purkey, Rosetta Lynn Harris and Rosezina Almanza. A memorial service will be held at a later date. Jacob Schoen Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.

To my Pop, you were my first love and I will always love you. I know that you are up there taking care of my baby Liam for me and I am down here trying to get on with my life the best way I know how. You are always in my thoughts and words. Terry even says that he feels that he knows you. You'd like him, Pop, he is a lot like you in so many ways, maybe that is why I love him so much. And I am finally expecting number two and guess what they are going to have your name Bliss. Don't worry, they will hear all about my Pop and what a wonderful father and grandfather he was. I am so sorry you are going to miss this one being born, but I know that you are here always in spirit. I love you with all my heart and miss you terribly. Your baby daughter Aubyn

Here lays her who left all her friends behind. Unable to find any of them anymore she lies cold, dorment and will be reborn again when her heart is restored. Dale Nelson, Hugh F Miller, Jane Marie Goffin or Angel from Derby, if you are still in the dead of night roaming Church Will or Breedon please restore me to my youth I beg you. I still suffer the scars of previous lives and wish eternity with you all. All is forgiven, I need you. Please respond to my last resting place - a.baker@dccl.net ASAP and my guardian will disturb my agonising sleep. May we rise together one last time. Alli ( of Beeston, Nottingham )

My mom, our grams, Although it has been a year since we said our goodbyes, it seems like yesterday. We miss you mom, but know in our hearts that you are not in pain, that you are with your family and off fishing with your four sons, Jr., Buddy, Rosie, and Putsy. Give them our love, for they also are dearly missed. Your spirit lives on in all of us, your daughters, your grandchildren ,great grandchildren and great,great grandchildren. Thank you for all that you gave, all the strength and courage you showed us and love for all, and understanding and accepting the differences in all of us, our belief in God and the hereafter. Mom we will always love and miss you and I will get through my sadness and loneliness with the love of my husband and children. Thanks for the memories and please be Tony and Sireena's guardian angel and watch over them, thanks for the love you gave to them. With love, your daughter Patsy, and family, Jack, Tony, Sireena, Rich, James, Carolina, Jonelle, Bobbi Jo, Jon, Jessie, Angie, Austin, and Katie

From Dana and Sarah. Kelly was 12 when she was killed in a car accident along with her 9 year old brother, Charles. They were coming home one day from a family outing when they were hit by a drunk driver. Both were killed. A shocking experience to all of her classmates and especially her friends. You were always such a great friend. Funny, and I always did love the way you stood with your hands in your shirt. Going to your house every night was fun. We had a lot of crazy discussions. Quite interesting if you ask me. We will miss you as we graduate and we wonder how things would be different if you were here. We love you and you will always be remembered. Love, Dana and Sarah

"Bear" lived and died as he chose. No regrets. What a memorial.

Peace and Light be with you Bear.

Gramma, I thank God everyday for having known you for 31 years. You were the most unconidtional loving person I have ever known. I thank you for that Gram. --Eternal rest grant unto her oh Lord ---And let perpetual light shine upon her May she and all the souls of the faithfully departed rest in peace....I miss you-L

For my Nan, A totally off the wall woman, who adored life and loved to laugh. A woman who always kept things tidy "just in case". We all miss you. All our love, Mo, Jeff,Rebekah, Dominic,Daniel and Adam.

When Tony died, the school where he taught held a memorial service at Assembly because so many felt his loss who could not come to his funeral. He brought his quick Liverpool humour to the West Country (UK) and was deeply loved by all who came to know him well. He had a tough childhood but had great generosity of spirit and a deep will to help others. Few could resist the charm of his broad grin and smiling eyes. I enjoyed his loving company for seventeen too-short years,and we built our home in a Cornish valley, where he is clearly remembered. He was very fond of his brothers and sisters and their children, who I think of as my living inheritance from him. He was born and brought up in Liverpool, third son of William and Eileen Bakstad, a marriage of Norwegian and Irish ancestry. Leaving home to become an apprentice hairdresser, he made a success of this and was managing the best salon in Plymouth when I met him in 1971. He had an urge to teach and so returned to college to win entrance to Exeter University (1974-77) and then teacher training at the College of St Mark and John in Plymouth (1978-79). He studied Economic History and hoped to teach History, but a perceptive headmaster saw in him the capacity to teach Maths, and this he did with much success at Combe Dean School until his death from an AIDS related illness. He is remembered with a memorial garden at the school.

This is in Memory of my father. This a place to remember and to honor him.

Stay. Please stay.
If I could but call you back.
I loved having you here .. In this world ..
In my life.
You were .. You are .. so special to me.
My child.
Not of my body .. But of my heart.
So entwined in my soul
the thread could never break.
Where you are .. Where I am ..
Connected .. still.
I Love You.
I look forward to seeing you ..
To being with you
Again.

Birdy I loved you very much and will miss you forever as a little sister you were what little sisters are. Being older than you by 13 years I watched you grow into womanhood and go into the job world and make a nitch for yourself that you had for 36 years. What hurts for me is that you never had a boyfriend and never got to know what love is. I am not sure why you chose it that way but I know you loved children and wanted them. You did all the things in your life with love and kindness even to the point that you lost everything that you had but the clothes on your back and your car even your home was gone. You loved children so much that you took on a couple of people that were drug useres so that you could care for the 3 kids they had and the couple took you for everything that you had. You would not listen to all the people who told you to let them go to foster homes and they would be better off away from their parents. I don't know why you wouldn't listen but I do know your heart was in the right place and do know that all the stress over it cost you your life. but Birdy we will all love and remember you and miss you for ever
Your loving brother Jimmy
PS I would have loved to be an uncle to your kids.

This time last year we didn't even know you were ill, and now its seven months since you passed on. I still can't believe it. How can you be gone? You were always so full of ideas, plans for our future, plans for all the things you'd do when you "retired", not that it sounded much like retirement to me!

You touched so many lives. So many people loved you and remember you with affection. Ollie still thinks of you as his favourite Bridge partner. Your sense of humour helps me often. I know you are around me and trying to comfort me.

Darling Andrew, you were the best thing that ever happened to me and I will always love you. I look forward to the day when we meet again in the next life.

Your loving wife, Vera.

Dear Mommy, I miss you so much every day. I wish we could still have you here. I will never forget what a wonderful person you truly were. Your future granchildren have lost such a great grandmother. And we have all lost a beautiful, young, dedicated nurse, friend, daughter, sister, and especially mother I love you mommy, and I live in hope that one day I can hug you just one more time. I prey that your soul is finally at peace. Good bye Mom. You are never forgotten. Rest in peace Rachel Bales: 1952-1997 45 yrs., 9 mos. Your loving daughters Always, Erin, Anisa, and your son Justin.

Edward Balko, father of Edward C, Lisa M, Cindy L, Robert A, and Kathy V. Beloved brother of Ann, Gertrude, Eleanor, Alfons, Veronica, Lillian, and Patricia. In the end he found happiness and peace.

Eddie, I love you & miss you so much. I hated to see your suffering but now you are at peace. I hope that you have met your loved ones on the other side. Angie & the babies.

Matthew...you truly were God's precious Angel. You came into our lives at an unexpected time yet your short life with us brougt us so many blessings. We are so thankful for the time God allowed you to be with us and look forward to the day when we will see your smiling face. We miss you so very much. Mom, Dad and Jimbo

Guy Floyd Ball passed away in San Angelo,Texas. Guy was born in Sapulpa,Oklahoma to Floyd Ray and Patricia Anne Finlay Ball.He moved to Norman,Oklahoma when he was 7 years of age.Guy attended the University of Nebraska,Texas Tech,and graduated from Angelo State University.He married Susan Stovall in San Antonio March 23,1982. Guy is survived by his wife Susan and son Bradley William Ball of San Angelo,Texas,his parents Floyd and Pat Ball of Abilene,Texas,one sister Lea Ann Kuykendall and husband Charlie of Abilene,two nephews Dustin Alan Foss and Derek Ray Foss of Abilene,his maternal grandmother Bernice Wnek of Amherst Ohio,one uncle Chuck Finlay of Columbus Ohio. Guy is missed every day,his sense of humor,his beautiful long eyelashes and his endless search for knowledge. I love you my brother.Until we meet again,Muffitt.

Grandma,

I still remember the terrible night mom called and told me you were gone. I had trouble comprehending it then & I still do. You left behind a husband, two daughters, one son, four grandchildren (and since the birth of two more), four brothers, a sister, and a huge hole in our lives. I know you must have peace in Heaven with Granny and Uncle Coleman, but we miss you so much and I only hope that you can still feel that love. I am glad that your suffering has ended, but I still wonder why you had to be taken from us so quickly. I will never forget you for each and everyday you are with me. You left so much of yourself in me that sometimes I have to stop and say to myself, "That was Grandma!" You were a good friend, and mother...a role you were born to play. I love you always. Until mom & I can join you & Granny in Heaven...
Eternal Love,
Your doll,
Tara

Doy was my father-in-law. Well, only for the last year and a half of his life. The other 81/2 years, he was my boyfriend's dad. He was in the Marine Corps in the early 50s, a drill seargent, I believe. He was a wheeler dealer kind of guy, always on the phone making another "deal", some sort of money-making project or other. I don't know a whole lot about him personally, except he was a salesman when my husband was a child and was out of town a lot. After his first wife died, he tried to raise his youngest (my husband), but he was 14, and Doy basically would give him the car keys and essentially tell him to scram. Later, after a failed second marriage to a money hungry slut (mean, but true), he and my husband (then boyfriend) lived together and got to know each other pretty well. We all got an apartment together in 1988, and for the next 2 1/2 years he supported us, broke up our fights, and tried (sometimes in vain) to keep us all together. I look back on those days now with awe, that he could have kept up with the day to day rigors as well as two children (that he shouldn't have done). He was an amazing pillar of dedication and strength (not so much physical as mental and psychological). He tried so hard amidst a bunch of ne'er-do wells to keep some semblance of family. We all miss you so much, Doy, especially Dale, and Nigel misses his grandpa.

His third wife, Bonnie, was such a difference in his life. He seemed to be happier with her around, and I'm glad she was there when he died.

He died of leukemia, something nobody had any idea he would possible have.

We miss you Doy. We love you.

Dear Kathleen; We love and miss you so! Thoughts of you still warm the hearts of your Mother, brothers, nephews and me. As you know, handling your death was the hardest in my professional career. Somehow, your death taught me more about Funeral Service than all my years in practice. You are with me on every call and Service. I miss you so. Love Dad

Doy Ballard was my father. He was a handsome, creative, vibrant man. Daddy was fun to be around, a musician, a great dancer, a salesman -- he could sell just about anything to anyone. He never quite made that big deal he was always cooking up, but he never stopped believing that he would. Daddy sort of went away after my first son was born. I have a picture of him with his newborn grandson, smiling and looking proud. I didn't see him again until his wife Bonnie, whom I'd never met, called to let me know he was in Austin and dying; she wanted someone to pay for the funeral. In another memorial to him, I read that she made him happy. I hope that is true. Daddy was never one to be alone. After our mother's death, he was happy with his second wife Diana, who holds a special place in her heart for him still. They danced and danced. When I went to see my father in the hospital,he finally saw pictures of his two grandsons. They never got to meet him, and often mention that they wish they had. My older son looks like him, the beautiful clear, blue eyes, dark hair and big smile, a charmer. My younger son inherited his artistic ability and dislike of doing things the way people expect him to, a rebel. Both boys are outgoing, bright, funny, musical, and mischievous; I believe Daddy would have enjoyed them, and they him. Doy Byron Ballard, Jr. is missed,loved,and kept alive through memories,pictures,stories, "The Carnival of Venice," "Danny Boy," chocolate cake, jalapenos and beer, an extreme fear of spiders, and those pretty blue eyes.Rest peacefully, Daddy, and give Mama and Dolphus our love.

My Little Angel C.J.-- I love you and miss you very much ! Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I wish you were here with us. Love, Mommy XOXOX

Anton Balliel (De Balliel) was born in the village of Schoensee, Kingdom of Prussia in 1875. He came to America and settled in Jersey City, New Jersey, at the age of 16. He was pre-deceased by his loving wife, Helena (nee Blawat). Anton Balliel was my grandfather and with his wife, they raised me and I miss them dearly. Mr. Balliel was survived by three children - Klara Jorgensen, Hedwig Agnes Kiely, and Margarete. He was also survived by Three grandchildren, John Raymond Lawrora, Joyce Young, and Gerard Kiely. We all miss him dearly. Your loving Grandson, John Raymond Lawrora.

In memory of my Son Ron...taken from me way too soon, you will be in my heart forever...I love and miss you so much..

To My Darling Grandmother- You were a shining light in my life and now in my skies. May God take care of your precious soul now that you are gone from this world. I am so proud to hold your name, Veronika, that does mean 'true image'

Mother you are dearly missed by all the family and those that knew you. Though you are gone not a day passes by that i don't think of you, your kindness and the love you showed to all of us your children.
There is so much i wish i had said and lots more memories we could have shared. i love you mummy and missed you so so much. may you rest in peace.
love always Ethel

Death is often kind. Take it not for granted.

In loving memory of a most extraordinary man, my Dad. Even though it has been 8 years since you have passed on, not a day goes by that I do not think about you and miss your physical presence. I keep you with me at all times and whenever I have a dilema, I think "what would Dad do". Your memory will always be alive. Angela has your kind heart and Austin has your nose and easy going personality. I know you watch over them and I talk to them about you often. I regret that they will never know the earthly you. I love you and miss you Dad.

My big, beautiful brother. A kind and loving son. Talent and tenderness, love and warmth. His only flaw was that he card too much for others and not enough for himself. I will always miss him and his name is never far from my lips. May he rest peacefully, though he has gone to rest too soon.

A truly wonderful human being, Husband, Dad and best friend, we all miss you so much. Your courage will remain with us always.

You will forever be my sole shining star in a dark sky. Until we meet again

You said that when the time was right
We had to let you go
How brave you were
How hard you fought
No-one will ever know
You were a very special man
You always made me proud
And that is why from time to time
I feel a little down
I'd walk a thousand miles
Swim a million seas
If only at the end of it
Your smiling face I'd see.

Goodnight, Godbless Darling.

We will love you eternally

Amee Jaan

ASA

We love you now
as we always did
and as we always will

Forever and more - your kids

WS

My brother/my friend. Always in my heart and thoughts.

The most wonderful father a daughter could ever hope for. He's so missed!

You were to be the baby planned just right. We so eagerly anticipated your birth. Yet it all went wrong. Though I carried you for 30 weeks it still was too short. What I would give to have you move once more, to feel your kick inside me. Though your time on earth was short I will love you a life time. Your brother misses you each day. He kisses your headstone in hopes you receive them. You will never go unforgotten. I love you my son!!!!! Your Mother

You were never born, and I still feel guilty for this... I know there's no explanation for you... I know that it was awful living that short... But I want you to know that if my living would have being another way... you would be here with me... I really wanted you to be here... but you had such a confused mom... I felt I wasn't right for you... I wasn't strong enough for you... I know you might not forgive me... but I promise you... that we will meet over there... I promise to be such as good as you would have being... so we would be together...
I really need you now, baby...
I'm sorry!!

All your friends & Family just know you are making the angels laugh & giving them a lil Wahoo!

:)

Jame Anthony Barber "little Pete" was our only grandson. He was four months premature, weighing only 1lb. 10ozs. He spent the first seven months of his life in the NICU at Baptist Hospital enduring just about anything that could possibly go wrong with a premature baby. On August 15th we finally got to bring our grandson home. He was such a blessing to our family. God blessed us with 8 months to spend with our precious one. He was a happy baby even with the problems that he still had to endure. He was the light in Grandma and Grandpa's lives. Our days were filled with longing to see Litte Pete at the end of the day. Now my days are filled with my memories of his smile and touch. I miss my grandson more than anyone will ever know and understand. I long for the day when I will see my Little Pete and hold him forever more. We love you and miss you!! Until we meet again, I'll hold you in my heart.
Love Grandma and Grandpa Hill

Grandpa,
Though I only have faint memories of you, I can only gather from the family that you were truly a good person. You were a rock to all who knew you and I know Dad misses you greatly. I pray that you are at peace. I miss not having the chance to get to know you. You are sorely missed and loved.
Your grandson,
Gary

Poor old billy, did his best to get through life. A caring headmaster for several years at Lossiemouth High School, Always had time for a chat. so good bye bill....we'll miss you

ur sadly missed, i think about u all the time. i will never forget. i love u so much i miss ur smile,ur jokes,playin cards.life is different without u by my side.if i could get another chance,anotherwalk,another dance with u id play a song that would never ever end. i never dreamed that u would be gone from me.i wish i could have another chance to be with u again.my heart will always have that empty spot. i love u so much daddy wish u was here with me

God must have needed you badly to have taken you from us so soon. You will be missed.

We all liked Lou, even the fish he caught couldn't help but like him...he was that kind of guy. At peace with himself at last.

This is in memory of my grandpa. He gave more to this world than he realized. He had two sons in the Vietnam War and one in the Korean War. He was always upset due to the fact that he was unable to join the military. In life he was just a civilian, but in my eyes he was a Five Star General. Pa, I have been so lonely since you've been gone. I miss you terribly. I hope that you are with grandma and your stillborn son. We will join you one day and be together again. I still hold memories that bring me great joy. I can sit in your rocking chair and feel like you are here with me again.

Love,
Your Grand Daughter.

This is my dad he is/was the most wonderful person in my life. I remeber leaving my lessons from school on the kitchen table and well by morning he'd have looked at them and maybe even mad sugestions on how to correct them. He be the cook of the house after mom got sick. What a man he was. Always gental in nature teaching everyone to show that they loved a person by their actions not just by words. Dad I love you with all my heart.

this is my mom. She is a wonderful person. I have so many memories of mom and I that I'd like to share! Boy Boy I don't know where start

I remember one thanksgiving that mom made two most beautiful pies well thats all the pies had going for them the lemon merengue had no sugar the pumpkin pie well had lots of chilli powder on top. Thats my mom always mixing things up. to this day she will live in my memory.

Even though it has been 23 years since your passing you are still loved and remembered. I tell your grandson Billy about you often. Wish you two could have met. Sorry I was not there to say goodbye and I love you one last time. You lessons and advice help me get through my everyday trials and tribulations. My loss is heaven's gain. Rest in Peace until we meet again. I love you. Your son Bill

Husband of Natalie Pucci, Father of Angela and Albert J.
"A truly hardworker for his family"

Toni passed away on May 7th as the result of a long-term illness which she so bravely fought. She was one of the sweetest, kindest people to ever grace this world, and she is sorely missed by all of us who loved her.

Too bad drugs were more important to you than your family.

It has been 25years since your passing dear Robbie.I saw you just before and said goodbye not knowing it would be for the last time in this life.Time is now running out for me so we will be together in the not too distance future.As always Jannie.

A loving husband and father.

Who died at the age of 41.

He lived for those he loved.
And those he loved remember.

We miss you very, very much.

All our love always.

From your wife June and children Janine, Michele and Mark.

Son-in-law's Tony & Craig and daughter-in-law Lorraine.

Love & kisses from all the grandchildren you never got to meet: Stewart, Graham, Christine, Carl and Heather. XXX

Auntie you were so good to us.

A lovely, talented girl who wanted to be a star and whose memory will shine as brightly as any star in the minds of all who knew her.

Much loved and missed.

My special daughter. You touched and changed so many lives with your courage and we remember and celebrate your generosity, your zest for life and your giggles! You came into my life as a gift. Caring and loving always.

Jeremiah was born on August 20, 1977. He was my only child. He was taken in a car accident in 1995, on an icy December night. He was a young handsome boy with so much energy and a great sense of humor. He was getting a new start on life just a short time before the accident. My family and I miss hom so very much. We know he is in God's hands and watching over us - but I miss being able to hold and hug him, watching him laugh, sharing his future, and seeing him enjoy life on earth in his own special way.

You were and still are a blessing in my life. I miss you terribly, as you are my soul mate, protector, best friend, and lover. I couldn't have asked for a better father for all my children. I miss you terribly but will see you as soon as I can. Watch over me and the children, as we still and forever will need you around us. Bye Hon,,,,I love you.....

Another victim of the tobacco lobby.

You are deeply missed by us. Your friendship was an important part of our lives and there's a void now, since you've gone. We love you Russ.

In loving Memory of Brenda, of Skelmersdale, Lancashire, England. Dear Sister of Norma, Brian, Barbara. Much loved Daugther, of Doreen and Harry Williams. and loving Mother, of her Children. Christopher, Elizabeth, Simon, Guy. Memories, Sprayed with a million tears. Wishing God could have spared you. If only for a few more years. Time passes Memories stay, your sadly missed by all everyday GOD BLESS, Till we meet again. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx From all.

Starlight, Starbright, the first star I see.....when I look up at the sky. I know that the brightest star in the sky winking at me everynight is you. I hope they have lots of girl for you to chase up there. I know you are happy. I know if you were'nt happy up there you'd be back with us. We all miss you so much, and you are in my mind and heart everyday. We loved you so much it is hard to let go, but we're learning. Just give us a little more time. Please come visit us often if you can. Please never forget how much we love you. Lisa

My grandmother was my most beloved person in the world! She was kind, thoughtful, and loving. Carolyn Leon Bauer Barnes was 94 years of age when she died. My brother and I were on each side of her bed at the hospital, holding her hands til the end. I will never forget her and strive to be like her. She truly was my rock. She will be in my thoughts and prayers forever. Love always, Janet

Dearest Julie & Dawn (Rose) - we loved you & have never forgotten you - Fondest love Viv xxxxx

Sean, im sorry your life ended the way it did. It was too tragic and too mucb for people to handle. When Mary walked into the funeral home for the wake, maddy told me that she just collapsed. I guess it wasnt the best way to go. I didnt believe it when i was told u were gone...i granted didnt know you that well, but it still hurt. i guess the point im getting at, is that we miss u, always will. Brooke had the Baby, his name is Aden, i think thats what you wanted her to name him. Gwen had her baby, Ashton Thomas. Hes a cutie. Aden i was told looks just like you, too bad he'll never know you.
We Miss you Sean
and we love u!
Jackie :(

Goodnight honey.
Heaven has another precious angel.
Mark.x

Hello Gene, Boy, it's been many years hasn't it? I just want you to know that I think about you often. There was so much secrecy surrounding your death. No one would talk about what really happened. Some of your friends tried to say it was an accident, that you were cleaning the furniture for your mom with a chemical cleaner and didn't open a window so you were "accidently"< asphyiate yourself. What a friend tried to tell me in a round about way was, it was no accident. I knew about your "alternative" lifestyle. Back then people were coming out right and left. Of course that was before aids. I know you were only 14 or 15 and it was very hard for you. You kept it a secret but I could tell it was really bothering you. We had so many long and interesting conversations on the lawn in front of the school. You were so very sweet and kind. You had the most expressive eyes, so pretty, so filled with pain and saddness. I am so glad I had the opportunity to know you and be your friend. Even though you never told me the truth about yourself, I still knew and loved you as a friend for who you were. I wish you were still alive today. You would see how truly wonderful life is. Danny joined you about six years later. Some guys were trying to steal his car and Danny wouldn't give it up so they shot him. A loss of another sweet and kind person. I pray you are at peace now and have found happiness. I will never forget you or your wonderful smile or the time we spent together just talking. Susie

For you Grace.

ashley,you are forever in my heart and always on my mind.i miss you so much angel,memories of you will always be my strenghth.i long to hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile,. just to be able to hold you.i know that we will be reunited again.ilove you so much angel.

Be forever in his light.

Aunt Flo, you were sweet, you were kind, you were giving, we all miss you. Ray, Cece, Michael & Jessica

Dad - You really were a member of the greatest generation, shining shoes as a child in the depression, fighting in naval battles aboard the USS Heerman during WWII, being a teacher, and then heading up the department of welfare so you could help others. All while being there for me and mom and Lisa, teaching us lessons that we were too thickheaded to understand until now, thank you. We miss you and wish you could see our little Zachary, we will take care of Mom until we meet again - Your son.

Chris was a great friend to a lot of people. He made everyone he knew laugh and smile. He was the nicest person I think anyone could possibly ever meet. He forever will be in my heart and missed dearly by all who knew him. @-}--}------

I hope they have Barbie dolls in Heaven
I hope they have dress-up play, books, music and videos
I hope they have roller blades, swimming pools and ice skating
I hope they have gymnastics, ballet and cheerleaders
I hope they have carasouls, circuses and parades
I hope they have these things and more because my daughter has walked through Heaven's door

I hope the children giggle in Heaven
I hope they share secrets, act silly and laugh
I hope they paint their nails, curl their hair and have bubble baths
I hope they wear bracelets, tiarras, necklaces and rings
I hope they wear perfume, lipstick, stockings and such
I hope they have these things and more because my daughter has walked through Heaven's door

I hope they have ice cream in Heaven
I hope they have pizza, hot dogs and popcorn
I hope they have corn on the cob, french fries and milkshakes
I hope they have peanuts, cracker jacks and cotten candy
I hope they have chocolate cake, frozen bananas and candy
I hope they have these things and more because my daughter has walked through Heaven's door

I hope they have bicycles in Heaven
I hope they have swings, slides and pogo sticks
I hope they have barbeques, picnics and midnight snacks
I hope they have sandboxes, grass and mud puddles too
I hope they climb, bounce, skip and run
I hope they do these things above because my daughter is sure to want lots of fun

I love you and miss you so much Lydia. When I am able, your mommy will submit a beautiful tribute for you, in memory of my beautiful, healthy and perfect little girl.

Dad, I love you very much and I miss you greatly. My life will never be as complete with your absence. I remember all the wonder ful time that we had together and I wish we could do it all over again, I cherrish all of my memories because its all I have. Thank you for being there for me through every step, every mistake and every accomplishment. I once heard that anyone can be a Father, but it takes someone special to be a Dad but you were even more still. You were my Father, Dad, my worst critic and my best friend. For all of this I love you, and will remember you always. Rest in Peace, Bryan

Our beloved son - together forever. We miss you every minute of the day. Our lives will never be as good as they were when you were with us. Love Mum, Dad, Karina and Kirstie

Darling Mum,
You are so missed, it seems so strange not talking to you on the phone everyday. There are many things left unsaid even after all our chats, where does the time go?. Stephen and i miss you as do your other children Val and Peter and their families, also Melanie, Stuart, Daniel and all the grandchildren and great grandchildren. May God keep you safe until we all meet again, love forever your Daughter Carol xx

RyAnna's Song

You're my RyAnna
My Irish Angel.
You are so special
More than you know.
You came so early –
You were so tiny…
RyAnna, we're watching you grow.

Me and your daddy
We crossed the country ~
We'd visit dolmans and abbeys, too.
We climbed our castles,
We kissed our luck stones,
RyAnna, you make our life true.

Your brother Frankie,
He is much older.
Your sister Sammi,
She's bigger, too.
And cousin, Cassie,
We love her so much,
RyAnna, we all love you.

You're my RyAnna
My Irish Angel.
You are so special
More than you know.
You came so early –
You were so tiny…
RyAnna, we all loved you so…

This is dedicated to my wonderful mother. We all miss
you so much. Someday we all be together again.
Love Your Baby Daughter,
Tonya
REST IN PEACE(mommy)

To my sister The most loving, caring, giving person I have ever known. She gave her life to her family. Especially her two children and was so looking forward to her first grandchild. It just doesn't seem fair that someone who had so much to live for had to be taken from us....but only God knows what's best. I love you Sissy....always. Stella

To a wonderful Nanny, and a wonderful granny. We miss you more than you will ever know. We have so many happy memories of you, and hold you close in our hearts. We love you and miss you dearly. I am sorry I never got a chance to say goodbye to you. I think of you often. Til we meet again. All our love Jeanette, Dawn Emma Carley Jamie and Katie

My husband completed suicide 2 days after Thanksgiving by carbon monoxide poisoning. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wonder WHY..?? I do know that he didn't intentionally set out to hurt his family and I...but we are suffering everyday of our lives. I just want him to know how much we all loved him..he was the best thing that ever happened to me and my 4 children. I thank god everyday for the time I had with him and all the great memories we made. He was my one true love and I miss him soooo very much. My heart will always be with you babe.

*blowing kisses to heaven* I love you always and forever!

My husband...John Barrett completed suicide 2 days after Thanksgiving...Nov 24, 2001....his family and I miss him sooooo very much! I love you hon with all my heart and soul...forever and ever.

Died of alcoholism. She leaves behind 2 grown children and a 2 week old grandson. She's surely happier now.

I still do not know why you took your own life, but I am sure you are in a happier place now. I think about you a lot, and I always wonder if there was anything anyone could have done to help you. You are one of the greatest people I have ever known and one of the best friends I have ever had. I will always miss you...

Dave was only 25 and he was murdered.He was a loyal and sweet friend.He never looked down on people because of their lifestlyes or what ever.He had a great sense of humor that will be greatly missed.He will always be close by and never forgotten by those who truly loved him.

To my best friend Linda. I miss you so much. I think about you almost every day and what a waste your death was. You were a wonderful friend to me. I miss talking to you about my problems and good times. I wish you could have met my granddaughters. You would have loved them and been good to them. I know how much you loved children. I talk to you in my dreams so often that I know you can hear me now. Please stay with me always. I love you and pray you are with your mom Lillian, and are happy. Your best friend, Janet

Lucille was a lady of wisdom and unique to mankind. Her love was plentiful. All of these which she shared with me. She will be a part of my life always. Thank God her soul is at rest.

From a very special friend:
Tina

I can still see your sweet face, smell your skin...feel your little hand in mine. You will forever be my little girl. Your sister aches for you sometimes, I can see it in her eyes. You are loved and missed everyday. I know that part of you lives on, just as it should. See you someday...
Mommy

When you left, you took my heart with you. Hold on to it gently until I see you again.

I love you,
Mom

Another Time The fragrance of an orchid wafting through the air, Reminds me of another time, and of a beauty rare. The melodic strains of an orchestra sailing through the night, Remind of another time, and of a lovely sight. Associations such as these fill my thoughts with rhyme, And I can't help but long for the poetry of another time. A time when life made sense to me, when love was everywhere, When you and I would dance and dance while your laughter filled the air. Such memories consume me, and they constantly remind, That you, Nana, are in my heart, and forever on my mind. Lovingly thought of and missed every day by Your Granddaughter Kathleen

To a pretty little girl with bright blue eyes who gave us so much joy in the short time that she was here with us. There is not a day that goes by that you are not in our hearts and minds. God has helped us deal with the pain that is in our hearts and because of Him we will see you again, so untill that day sleep with the angels and always know that we love and miss you so much. Love Mommy and Daddy. Kimberly passed away due to an accidental drowing in the lake behind our house.
Tears are the proof of life. The more love the more tears. If this be true, then how could we ever ask that pain cease together? For then the memory of love would go with it. The pain of grief is the price we pay for love.
God bless you all.

Dearest Gram, Hope the fishing is better there than here and that you and Poppie are dancing every night. Saying I Miss You is the world's greatest understatement. I'm remembering all the lessons you taught me, especially not to wish my life away. Your little guy is all grown up now, and I know you're as proud of him as we are. I'll Be Seeing You In All the Old Familiar Places, Gram.......Your Princess

To my dearest Grampa "Olie:" Gone are the days when you waltzed me around on the toes of your shoes, gave me trumpet lessons, and sang me to sleep with your sweet, sweet songs. I miss you more than words can say. Till me meet again, Poppie........With love from your Princess.

Heaven's Gate opened for you my son, you sit on our father's lap...We only held you a short time...we love you a lifetime. I am so sorry I put you and I in harm's way. It will be a day I relive day after day!! Please Lord take good care of my precious baby boy.... I love you Christian. His father and I had gotten into an arguement and I was pushed down a flight of steps, I was 8 month's pregnant, and I wanted this baby so much...Love You Mommy

Evelyn Clarissa Bartley, known affectionately to family and friends as "Tia", died on Monday, August 5, 1997, at Winthrop University Hospital, Mineola, NY, after a short illness. She is survived by a brother and sister-in-law, Hanrow, Sr. and Blanca Hartley; three nieces, Monica, Missy, and Cynthia; and a nephew, Hanrow, Jr., all living in Hempstead, NY. Out of state relatives are a brother, Gornet Hartley; two nieces, Ana, and Amelia; four nephews, Arcelio, Armando, Antonio, and Adonicio; and two grand-nieces, a grand-nephew, and a great grand-nephew. Not to be forgotten are the many friends that she loved and cared about. In her younger years she would always reach out to the elderly, more so than people her own age. Sometimes she wondered, "If when she became elderly, if there would be anyone there for her?" The answer to that question can be found by looking to your left and right. Little did she know when she came into this world how great an impact she would have on the people of this world. She was a beautiful person who enjoyed helping people. No one was unimportant to her. From the mailman to the trash collector, she made sure that when special occasions came around there was something special there for them. That was her way of say, "It did not matter what you were but, who you were as a person". She made you feel as if you were a part of her family. She was your confidant, mother, sister and most of all a very special friend. She will be missed by the many people she has met during her walk on this earth. She came, she saw, and she conquered many of stubborn souls. That was her role in life -- to help others find their way in life. To show us that we all have a mark that we must leave behind. She left a huge void that can never be filled because, when God made her he made a truly remarkable and unforgettable woman. So when you look back, don't look back with tears in your eyes; but, look back with the knowledge that you once walked this earth with a special person, ...Evelyn Clarissa Bartley

To my darling poppup, I am so sorry that I was not there to say goodbye, but I think of you often and you will never be forgotten. Love you forever, your granddaughter Angela. xxx

Obituary (From October 8, 1985 Columbian newspaper): Bertha M. McConnell, who had been a resident of the Cascade Inn Retirement Home, died Sunday in Vancouver. She was 80. She had been a manager of the bakery for Fred Meyer. Mrs. McConnell had lived in the area since 1942, last at 11613 S.E. Seventh St. Survivors include a son, Harold Busig of Ridgefield; two daughters, Ruth Beedle and Dolores Helton, both of Vancouver; two brothers, Charles Barton of Sterling, Colo., and Rutherford "Bill" Barton of Redwood City, Calif.; 12 grandchildren; and 15 great-grandchildren. She was born Dec. 3, 1904, in Pennsylvania. Mrs. McConnell requested there be no funeral service. Burial will be in Evergreen Memorial Gardens Cemetery.

My Life (Written by Bertha in 1966 when she was 62, edited):
Lydia Koenig and Phillip Barton met in Greeley, Colorado and September 1, 1903 they were married. After their marriage they went to Crystal Spring, Pennsylvania, my fathers home. Then on December 3, 1904, I, Bertha, was born. Fifteen months later on February 28, 1906 my brother Charles was born.
In 1907 my parents left Crystal Spring for Sterling, Colorado, my mothers home town. I don't remember the trip, which was by train, but although I was only three I can yet recall my first Christmas in Colorado. We were living on my grandfather's (Peter Koenig) farm just east of town, between the railroad tracks and the Platte River (I believe the house is still there.)
A year of so later my parents acquired some homestead land about 20 miles southeast of Sterling. There was nothing on the land except a dugout, with a dirt floor, but we lived in it for several months, until, with the help of friends and neighbors (which were few and far between), Dad managed to put in a cement floor. Later he added a room above ground, which served as our kitchen and living room. My dad plowed the land with a one horse plow, bought some adjoining land and became a very successful farmer.
June 16, 1910 my brother, Rutherford, was born. I was six by then, had never enjoyed playing will dolls, but liked anything that was real and alive, especially babies, so helped a great deal in caring for the new arrival, but i still had to carry on with my share of the farm and household chores.
By the time i was eight my parents had acquired some cattle, so i learned to milk cows. Charles and I would drive the herd out to free pasture. Tired of walking two or three miles a day we broke a yearling steer to ride, and rode it one entire summer. The next season Dad bought us a pony, i guess the steer went to market.
After I finished grade school my folks moved to town. I lived at my uncle and aunts, Ed and Simon Koenig, most of the time I attended Sterling High School, as my parents went back on the farm. After graduation, I went back to school another year and took a post graduate course. In the meantime I had met a young man who lived west of Sterling. His name was John Busig.
It was January 18, 1925 that John and I were married and on October 17 that same year I became a mother. Our son Harold Wayne was born at Mrs. Busse's maternity home. Ten months, a week and a day later on August 25, 1926 another boy arrived. We had hoped for a girl this time, so we didn't have a name for him, but finally decided on Kenneth Eugene. We were living on a dry land farm about eight miles west of Sterling and crops were not always good, but that didn't scare the stork away. On July 19, 1928 I went back to Mrs. Busse's for the third time. This time it was a little auburn haired girl, Ruth Evelyn, who we called Ruthie. She is now Mrs. Jack Lander. Again we hung out our white flag, but I guess the stork just didn't see it, because thirteen months later, August 21, 1929 I was back at Mrs. Busse's. This time another girl. We named her Delores Mae. She is now Mrs. Donald Helton. She is known as Lorry and she is still our baby. Mrs. Busse had told me if I were the first one to come back to her for the fifth time she would take care of me free of charge. Dr. Latta was the pediatrician for all four of our babies.
In the fall of 1934, when Colorado became part of the Dust Bowl we packed up our few belongings and moved our family to a place near Hood River, Oregon. Then later to Parkdale, Oregon near Mt. Hood.
It was while we were living at Parkdale that I lost my Dad. He died November 13, 1938 at the age of 58. Sometimes the death of a loved one, we sorrow at the blows life has dealt him and we wish he might have had a second chance, and so it was with him. I like to think that where ever he may be, I am still his one and only girl. My mother Lydia is living 20 miles south of San Francisco near Rutherford and his family and is a very young great grandmother of 82.
Pearl Harbor changed the face of the earth, and so it changed our lives too. The next fall (1942) we moved to Vancouver, Washington where John, Pop as we now call him, went to work in the shipyards and it wasn't long until Harold and Kenneth joined the Navy. After the boys left for war I went to work in a shopping center as manager of the bakery section. The girls were in high school and they helped in the bakery after school and on Saturdays.
It wasn't long after the war ended before the kids were all married. The grandchildren were arriving, about two a year, until there were twelve, nine boys and three girls. They are all near us except Lorry's family of two boys and a girl. They live in Auburn, Washington where Don has a mortuary and Lorry works part time in the hospital as a nurse. We usually manage to get them all together at Christmas time, what a time with ten teenagers. I have ceased trying to prepare big Christmas dinners, instead we have cold meats, salads, snacks and desserts, with coffee and cranberry punch, usually on Christmas Eve or when the gifts are opened.
I have never had much time for hobbies and I don't like hobbies that cut us off from the world. I like sports and the competition they entail, so about ten years ago, when women all over the country began bowling, I too joined a bowling league. I'm still trying to maintain more than a 136 average. I also like to swim, but I'm no bathing beauty. I have always had a secret desire to try my hand at the easel, but as for my seccret vices, I would rather keep them a secret.
Pop has retired, so now I have twice the man on half the income and as for him, instead of wine, women and song, it is fishing, social security, and television. When life gets monotonous we load up our little travel trailer and go to the beach or to the hills. Sometimes in the fall we go to Colorado and in the winter to Arizona or California. We like trailer traveling, especially when we can travel with friends and relatives, and hope to continue our journeys, but we intend to maintain our home in Vancouver, because we enjoy living near the children and grandchildren.
I have resolved to try to adjust myself to the fact that i am now 62 years old. There may be other resolutions I should make, and there are probably mistakes and personal faults I haven't mentioned, but this is a synopsis of the life I have lived thus far.

My brother Matt was a very special boy. Now, God has red-headed angel.

Matthew,
We all miss you so much! All I can do is write poetry to stop the pain. I have faith that one day my "angel boy" and I will meet again. I miss all the times when are parents would tease us that we were bound to end up getting married together, and I love you always.

My sweet angel, I call you
A gift from above;
an innocent angel,
a sweet gift of love.

An amazing angel
a true gift to all
an angel with us
until God did call.

Our beautiful angel
back to the heavens above
where He gave you wings
to fly like a dove.

Now in heaven
Our angel does soar,
You are our angel
whom we adore.

One day again we will meet,
and I can't wait to see
My beloved angel smiling
and running to greet me.

"DEATH is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we
always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Let my name be ever the
household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effort, without the trace of a
shaddow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is
unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner.
All is well."

Dedicated to Rose Emily May Barton who passed away 20 September 1996
From your ever loving son Stewart.

Bartram Sr.
Alvis Ray Bartram SR.,
Dear son of Alvis Bartram & Mary Louise (Dalton),
Beloved husband of Wendy, (nee Emerick),
Caring father of Ella, Richie, Stephanie, Richelle, Nate,
Courtni, Johnny & Justin.
Dear Grandfather of 12,
Dear Brother of Loretta Lavelle (deceased), (Michael),
Glenn, (Adelyne), Eddie, (Annie), & Larry, (Kathy).

At the gravesite Amazing Grace was played on the bag pipes for Ray...It was so moving everyone was just in tears for Ray...The flowers he received the people that came to say their goodbyes...It was a sad day especially for Ray's wife Frostie & the children...How great they all were Ray you would have been so proud of all of them...

He's flying with Angel wings.
No longer is he suffering.
He's flying with angel wings.
No longer will he worry about
The pain each waiting day brings.

He sleeps now with the angels.
Rest now my love. I know we will
Meet again in heaven above.

Each night as I look up at that moonlight,
Starry sky, I will think
Of you in our mansion Up High.

He's flying with angel wings. No
Longer is he ill. He is flying
With angel wings Because it was
God's will.

When I see a falling feather, I will
Smile and think about the good times
We had together.

He's flying with angel wings. No
Longer is he in pain. The only
Thing I can hope for is God will
Let me see him again.

He's taught me more than words can
Say. I promise I will thank God for
Him every day.

He's flying with angel wings. Fly
High, my love, be free. He's flying
With angel wings. At last God's
Face he will see.
Written by: Wendy Bartram (Loving wife)

In Loving memory of my Grandpa Bartram.

I promised you I would keep looking.The search is over. I only wish you were here.I miss you so much.Your still the best sister a girl could have.
I love you You can rest now.
Ellen

Architect ~ Muscian ~ Host with the Most......

When I must leave you for a little while,
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you through the years,
But start out bravely with a gallant smile;
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same,
Feed not your loneliness on empty days,
But fill each waking hour in useful ways,
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near;
And never, never be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!

Helen Steiner Rice

Richard, I will always love and remember you. Your wife, Linda

To My Baby Basile, I never knew you, but I will miss you for the rest of my days. May you go to Heaven with Nanny and hold her hand. You have a place in my heart always. I'm sure you are a beautiful baby. With all my heart, soul and love, your broken hearted Mommy.

Burn in hell, you evil death witch....

Husband of Helen M. Bates, who survived him by almost a half-century. He is greatly mourned and missed.

Love and miss this little angel.

My mum and Dad
Love you always

Tiff

A Devoted Wife; A Loving Mother; A Loyal Friend...
A Very Special Lady!

Jim Bates, Loving husband, father, and grandfather passed into a more peaceful life. Jim passed away at home, in the arms of his loving wife, with his family at his bedside. He will be missed. Joyce his wife, his sons Jim and Tommy, son-in-law Rick, grandkids, Nate, Chris, and Rachael.

In loving memory of our sister Jocelyn. You will always be remembered for your love of life.

THERE IS NO MORE PAIN

The way you died was one of the worse. beaten, raped, drug'd and than killed, and than your body moved so as not to be found.

God found you and led others to find you. Now we can put you in a place where no harm will ever come to you again.

We your loving family will always love you and always will.

Jocelyn, now and your dad can watch over us.

Mom: Cleijo, Step-mom: Joyce, Son: Chris, Son: Nathon, Brother: Tom, Brother: Jimmy, Brother-in-law Rick

Eternal rest grant unto her o Lord, and let her now rest in pease with You and Your Holy family.

We miss you Mum. At least you are now at peace.

I don't fear leaving,
nor landing my dearest Sun,
I don't fear dreams of horror,
Neither sun going down, for
I hold tight your heart in mine,
To whatever place I go,
To whatever I do,
In everything I am now,
Is your heart in mine.

My snoopy snoop, my furious cheetah, my eternal flame I love you from here to Pluto as we always sent these words of love to each other; I love you from here to eternity; I love you infinitely plus infinite; I hope you hear me!

Moje sunce jedino kako vreme prolazi sve je teze bez tebe. tugu vreme ne leci.

Mama

she was a lovely little girl who was taken away from us friend to catherine sykes,natasha taylor,aleesha lewis and toni mctagar,lisa smith
.daughter of sarah batkin and richard martin.also a beloved sister to marcus matthews and chloe strong.she was loved by all.

In loving memory of my beloved brother and friend, Donald Leon Battee. My life will never be the same without you.

We only have one mother in this life - for me you were the best. I miss you.

Dad,
how lucky I was to have such a wonderful dad. we shared so many wonderful times and you were always my best friend. When my beautiful son came along you found a new play mate, what fun you 2 had. How much joy you gave us as Mum and I watched you teaching Luke all the things you taught me. You left so much of yourself with him, your sense of fun, adventure, curiousity, joy of life. Every time I look at him I know you are only a heart beat away. My faith keeps me strong as I know one day we will all be together again. Keep watching over us.
love never dies
Tracey B

Joe, We miss you very much. Not a day goes by that you don't cross our minds. We only regret that you felt that you had no other choice. That you had no one to confide in. You were always there for your friends, but we weren't there for you. We will always love you. Linda & Greg

Vous pouvez ranger les étoiles, les océans, les mers et les montagnes, les fleuves et les prairies, puisqu'il est parti. Vous pouvez faire taire les oiseaux, les lions, les flonflons et les ris, puisqu'il est parti. Vous pouvez ranger les guitares, les accordéons, les binious et les mille folies, puisqu'il est parti. Vous pouvez cacher le soleil et faire venir la nuit, puisqu'il est parti. BerNard ton fils.

On July 24, 2001 the Good Lord called back to His side my husband of more than 33 years. You were more than just my husband though. You were my best friend, my soul mate, my strength, my heart, my life. Now there is a hole in my heart and an emptiness inside me that will never be filled. I will love you until the day I die and beyond and I will miss you forever. There is no distance too great for love. I will be with you again one day and we will walk hand in hand on the beaches of Heaven. Our dream will just be delayed for a little while. I love you with all my heart and soul. Rest in peace, my love.

Unforgettable.
In memoriam
Your granddaughters.

My poor dear, sweet Reggie. It's so hard to believe you are no longer with us. We loved you so much and will continue to do so for all our lives. We thought you would be with us longer, but that was not to be. I know you are not in pain, and thank G-d you didn't suffer. Your passing came as a shock and we will never forget you. Rest in Peace, my puppy boy.

Grandpa: Hope you are happy and that you and Grandma are together again. Things sure have changed here on earth. You probably would not recognize what has changed in the 23 years since god called you home. Tell grandma hi for me and hope to see you all some day. Rest in peace Grandson Rick Baumlein

HI Grams, It's been some 24 years now since you went away and I sure look forward to seeing you again some day. I miss those nights when I was little and you'd let me spend the night, I always felt so secure and their was no fright. I remember the brown sugar bread sandwiches and the fizzies that you would share, but to know you've been gone so long, don't quite seem fair. I hope God has wrapped you in his loving arms and your at peace. tell Gramps hi for me too and tell him he's not forgotten either. Love your Grandson Rick Baumlein

Dear Mom: If you only knew the pain that was caused when you were so quickly snatched away. There are still times when I want to pick up the phone and call, but then reality sets in and I know I'll have to wait til I can see you again. I sure hope that heaven is everything that you hoped it would be and I hope you are at Pure Peace. Greg and I talk of you often and Jodi, Jim, Bill, and Mike are all doing ok. Please watch over us if you can and always know that we love you and miss you with all of our hearts. with Love, Rick, Greg, Jodi, Jim, and Mike

Good bye sweetie...You are loved more than you could ever know. A large hole has been ripped through my heart. Your suffering is over. No more pain. No more surgery. No more chemo... A beautiful place filled with happiness is ready for you and you definately deserve it. Thank you for all the wonderful times. God be with you sweetie... Love Pat

I met Ailene online almost two years ago online on ICQ. We began chatting regularly on the phone and over time became best friends. She struggle daily with a disease called leukodystrophy that slowly took over her nervous system and breathing, yet in the time I knew her she did not complain or feel sorry for herself. She loved people and enjoyed going out in public with her electric wheelchair, making friends whereever she went. I have not known anyone who had her depth of understanding, wisdom, character, lovingness, and ability to listen into the hearts of people like Ailene. I want to the world to know what an amazing person she was and how those of us who knew her well are still learning from her and the gift she was to us all. Please visit her website for more info and poetry.

We were only together for nearly eight years but during that time I knew and understood her more than anybody. Yes we had our bad times as well as the good ones but there was always that special "something" that kept us together.
She is now in that place where she will feel no more pain and suffering.
Thank you God for allowing me to know her
May you rest in peace Janet.
I will love you forever.
Trev

Cary a friend to many, loving, kind, funny, a blessing to his mom. We thank God for him and the time we had. We will see him again for certain, because our Savior says so. "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16

Kirk Martin Bayman died July 23rd at 9:30am. He had fought a couragous battle with lung cancer for 6 1/2 months. He is survived by "The love of his life--his wife, Rosemary and their blended family which consists of Jeremy Line, Hilary Bayman and Jenn Line. His father, Jack Bayman of Palmer Lake, Colo. His brothers Mark Bayman of Troy Ohio, Jeff Bayman of Arvada, Colo. and John Bayman of Bailey, Colo. He was preceded in death b his mother,his sister and daughter. He was a graduate of Troy High School and had worked in customer service at Hobarts before moving to Colorado in 1983. In 1992, He and his daughter joined Rosemary and her children and began a new life in Cape Coral Fla. He followed his dream and became a accomplished woodcarver and artist. Kirk will be sadly missed by all who knew him. But like his carvings, he will always be around to look after the people he loved. He left on the wings of an eagle to keep watch from a higher perch. Whether the sun is shining or it's raining ..... when the moon and stars are bright... He is present in nature enjoying the wonders of God's great place called Earth. I miss him more than words can express.