Grandma,
We all love you. I miss you. I know I'll see you again some day, and that keeps me hopeful and gives me the strength I'll need to go on. I know you're doing better than you were down here and that makes me happy, because you don't have to suffer anymore.

My Grandma had a long-lasting problem the last four years regarding breathing. She's in a better place now. She died peacefully in her sleep after about a week of what I think was probably the worst suffering she had to endure. There was no struggle when she passed away and though the family's all upset, we'll make it through..

Love you Grandma,
Kaleb.

Physical Therapist, Wife, Mother, Friend

Darl (Dad) was a man who people rarely got a chance to know his true self. He was a quiet man but a very loving man. He was a very hard working man who would do anything for his wife and children and he did everything in his power to give us a good life. We may not have appreciated all the wonderful things that he provided to us when we were younger, but now that I am older I have realized how wonderful he was. Dad and I had a special relationship and when we got the chance we would go out and play golf together. He really enjoyed golfing and camping. He would take Mom and my sister Kim and her family camping as often as he possibly could, he had a camp site that was like heaven to him. He was certainly at peace when he was in the campgrounds. He was also very proud of Rob (his son) who he wished he could have been around more often, but Rob had joined the Navy and moved around the states, he missed him quite often and it is something I don't believe Rob ever really knew. YES, HE CERTAINLY WAS A LOVING MAN. Dad, we miss and love you with all our hearts. Love, your daughter Cathy and your family.

Kim was known for her Genuineness with every person that ever met her. She was kind and considerate and a very loving person. Her family was her life and she was dedicated to all of us. She loved life and had so many qualities and offered so much goodness to the world. I know why GOD took her away so young, because he needed a BEAUTIFUL RED-HAIRED, KIND AND GENTLE 'ANGEL' IN HEAVEN. He sure got his wish! We will be patiently waiting our turn to be with Kim once again. We love and miss you Kim. Love your sister Cathy and all your family.

God bless this woman.. Her children and grandchildren stole from her and rarely said thank you. She deserved much better. I hope in heaven she's resting comfortably and has a watchful eye on the chaotic life her family has made for itself.

We are deprived of a loved-by-everyone girl, whom we had lost in a car crash. We will never forget all her merits, and she'll always stay with us in our hearts. Rest in peace. Faithfully, the friends from Severomorsk, Russia.

Mommy and Daddy love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We will all be together again someday.

Forever Love,
Mom

Beautiful daughter of Jeff and Debbie twin sister of Joel and sister of Angel Hunter.
We love you our beautiful princess, until we meet in heaven, look after your brothers.
We love you
Mum and Dad

Esther is in very good company with many of the women listed here. Once when I was apologizing for something bad, she told me she loved me, "I hate the sin, but not the sinner" . She endured great pain her last several years, but never stopped giving the precious gift of time to her grandkids, family and friends.. She and her husband Jack created great kids who know the worth of family. I know you live in my heart, Esther, but I miss you so. If only Jim could hear you say one more time, "There's my boy!"

George was the one person that I thought would never leave me and it was only his death that took him away. Sometimes we faught but he never doubted my love. George will always live in my heart and I know we will meet again when my time has come. It's been almost 10 years since you passed but I have pictures and tapes of your image and voice. George, I didn't tell you that I loved you the last time I saw you. I say it now. I LOVE YOU GEORGE and I always will.

Precious son of Jeff and Debbie, brother of Joel and Emma.
Our darling son, you tried so hard to stay with us, thank you for coming into our lives, your conception was our own private miricle, you changed our lives forever, we will never forget you
All our love and kisses
Mummy and Daddy

Beloved son of Jeff and Debbie Twin brother of Angel Emma and Angel Hunter.
You will live in our hearts forever, sleep well little man
all our love
Mummy and Daddy

Remembered daily with love eternal; Missed daily with the knowledge that you now reside within our hearts; Comforted daily with the idea that we will one day embrace again in Heaven.

I am only 11, but I am crying when I write this!!! I miss my Aunt Liz sooo much!!!I love you were ever you are!!!!

i would like to wish my father a happy birthday. we share the same birthday and he passed away 13 days after my 28th birthday. that was 10 years ago. i love you dad and i miss you deeply. my birthday has never been the same without you. you are never forgotten. love marci

Marge it has been 2 years and time seems to drag.There isn't a day that goes by that I don't thing og you!!I miss the talks we had and all the help you gave. I know the picture isn't the best of you but it showes how harsh life can be! Angela talks about you all the time and misses you greatly. I remember how your face lit up when she came to see you. She wanted so much to help you. Well Mom see you on the flip side!!!! Love always your son Danny Boy!!!

My Daddy's favourite person
in all the world, was ME -
He loved me very, very much
as everyone could see.
He didn't want to leave me,
He didn't want to die -
So when I need my daddy now -
He loves me from the sky.

I love you daddy, your "babe", Kristen. age 5

he died last year in a carcrash , leaving me and our 2 daughters. he was only 23.

Born in Evergreen,Al. to Grover "Cleve"land Grantham and Bertha Cornelia Fleming Grantham,She was one of ten Children born of this union.Her Father was a Hardshell Baptist Preacher who traveled around the country-side Preaching "God's Word".She is survived by her loving (Husband) Douglas DeLean (DeLeon) Wyrosdic,(Mobile,Al.>Dothan,Al.)two daughters:Brenda Blackwell,(Mobile,Al.)and Karon Holley,(Midland City,Al.) six grandchildren:Michele(Shelly)Dugas,(New Orleans,La.) Albert "Lyle"Blackwell,(Mobile,Al) Brendan "LeAnne"Englett,(Semmes,Al.) "Lauri" Leigh Blackwell,(Mobile,Al.) "Jeremy" Douglas Holley (Midland City,Al.) and "Karrie" Marie Holley, (Midland City,Al.).Seven great grandchildren: Kristen Dugas,Lindsey Lattipe,Sara Dugas (New Orleans,La.)Page Blackwell(Eight Mile,Al.)Jessica Englett,Brooke Englett,(Semmes,Al.)and Savannah Estrada-Blackwell(Jackson,Ms.).Three sisters: Iris Henderson,(Natchez,Ms.) Undine Taylor,(Silverhill,Al.)and Joan Davis,"Asheville(Skyland)N.C."Mama",We miss you and love you, you are always near,we feel your spirit watchng over us and guiding us even now.Your in Jesus's Garden walking and looking at his "Roses"While the "Dew"is still on the "Roses" but you are not alone,he is right there beside you,Oh "Sweet Mother of Mine" Brenda and Your Loved Ones!Your Family!

For my dearest sweet Sabreena Maree, You graced our lives with your beautiful soul for only a short time. In that time you touched so many lives and blessed so many hearts. Your presence brought smiles to all those around you. We were blessed to have you while we did. I will always hold you dear in my heart. You will always be part of me, and your memory will live on through the shared love that we all have for you. Your heart will always be pure, and your innocence cherished. Though you never got a chance to crawl or walk, you got your wings and began to fly. I could never put into words just how much your mommie loves you. You will always be part of me, and I will hold you again. I Love You, Mommie

Cry your tears of sorrow,
Then lay your tears aside;
Don't weep for me forever,
Nor in your sorrow hide.

For I am more alive today,
Than I ever was before;
I am just one heartbeat from you,
On the other side of the door.

I've stepped beyond these earthly bonds,
To a new life full and free;
Because of Christ I've run the race,
And now have victory.

So don't stand there and weep for me,
My battle now is won;
Pick up your helmet, sword and shield,
You have a race to run.
*****************************************

Dee, you were like a sister to me and I miss you so very much,my friend, but I know we'll meet in a much better place someday.

Bobby was a loving brother and Uncle. My kids both thought the world of him. They were so small when he was taken from us in a tragic boating accident. He used to play with my children for hours. Never having any children of his own. He loved fishing, hunting, the Chicago Bulls, Chicago Bears, Chicago White Sox, and the Chicago Cubs. He fished a few years as a pro, because they wouldnt let him fish amatuer any more. He is missed by many and loved by all.
Melody

Bobby was a loving brother and wonderful Uncle. My children thought the world of him, until he was taken from us in a tragic boating wreck. He used to play with my children for hours since he didn't have any children of his own. He was my baby brother, and I loved and cherished him always. He shall forever be alive in my heart.
Melody

Tara was a loving and caring person. She dealt with a lot in her life. Most of it she took with a grain of salt. It has always been my belief that God will not give you anything that you can't handle. God thought that he gave Tara enough and needed her to do other things. Tara was killed in a car accident and my whole family's world was shattere. We are a strong unit and will get through this like other families have. It is sometimes hard to see things that would have brought a smile to her face. Her smile, her laugh, her love for country music, her voice, and her free spirt is missed, but will always be remembered.

Mary was a wonderful mother with 3 natural children and 3 she aquired by marriage. All of us kids thought the world of her. Mom was loved by many and was always complimented on how much class she had. I used to tell her that when I got older if I have 1/2 as much class as she did, I would be doing good. She left many friends behind, way to soon. She will always be alive in my heart and in my soul.
Melody

Norma was a loving mother of Rick, Brett, Shaunna, and Joelyn. She died of lung cancer at the age of fifty-seven. She loved life and she was loved by all whose life she touched. We miss her very much.

Barbara Helen Sander Gray, daughter of William Albert Sander and Helen Elsa Meglitsch Sander, was born in Chicago, Illinois. She was a WWII vet, proudly making history as one of only three female link trainers with the U.S. Navy. Following the war, Bobbie (as she was called by her friends) was married to Theodore B. Fryer and gave birth to her first daughter, Pamela, in 1947. The couple was divorced in 1952. In 1953, she was reunited with her college sweetheart, Harry Jack Gray, and they were married later that year. In 1955, her second born, Vicky Lynn, took her place in the family. During the early years of the marriage, Mr. Gray was employed as Vice President of Litton Industries in Los Angeles. After accepting the position of CEO with United Technologies in 1971, the family moved to Hartford, Connecticut, where the company was headquartered. 1978 marked the end of the second marriage for Barbara. After recouping, Bobbie's love for travel was rekindled. She not only visited Europe, but trekked through the back countries of China and the USSR. In 1991, she was diagnosed with cancer, fighting gallantly for three years. On July 12, 1993, in Palm Beach Gardens, Florida, she finally found peace. She is survived by her two daughters, Pamela and Vicky and grandchildren, James Donald and Scott Rivette. Mom, you are always in our thoughts.

God Lent Us An Angel! Gavin Duane Gray was on this Earth for only a few short hours. He has lived on in his mother's heart ever since the day he was born, and will never be forgotten. He is with the Angels and will greet us all in Heaven. Mom, Greg, Karla and Gavin Matthew Christmas 1999

In memory of my dear brother George Ernest Gray who died of Cancer at Nanaimo Hospital, British Columbia just 4 days before his 53rd birthday. I know when time has dried the tears, I will remember you each day with fondness. Even though you were a bit of a rebel and a black sheep, it was because of this and not in spite of it that we all loved you and held you dearly. You were a good brother, willing to help with whatever people asked, unassuming and innocent in your own way. Your family loved you and always will. Loving brother, husband, father, and friend... everyone who knew and loved you will miss you. Love always, your family, and your sister Barb.

With loving memory of Marjorie H. Gray who passed away March 9, 1999. The God of all grace who called Marjorie to His eternal glory with Christ. Heaven is where the sun will not set no more and neither will the moon rise. Now, she has the Lord for an everlasting light for day and night.

Even though we are absent from each other, the Lord continues to watch between you and me. In my memories, I am with you always to the end of our absence from one another. Someday we will be reunited in Heaven. Oh, what a glorious day of reunion!

Marjorie lived her life to the glory of God. I will always thank God for the kind of wife you were to me and mother to our childdren - Paul, David, Jerry, and Karen and grandmother to our grandchildren. We all miss the love you gave to us and your presence.

Sunrise

I'm not looking for the sunset,
As the swift years come and go:
I'm looking for the sunrise,
And the golden morning glow.
Where the light of Heaven't glory
Will break forth upon my sight --
In the land that knows no sunset,
Nor the darkness of the night.

I'm not going down the pathway
Toward the setting of the sun,
Where the shadows ever deepen
When the day at last is done;
I'm walking up the hillside
Where the sunshine lights the
way --
To the glory of the sunrise
Of God's never-ending day.

I'm not going down, but upward
And the path is never dim,
For the day grows brighter
As I journey on with Him.
So my eyes are on the hilltop
Waiting for the sun to rise --
Waiting for His invitation
To that Home beyond the skies.

A.S. Reitz, from Devotional Talks for Special Occasions by Virginia Whitman.

Friends Forever--- We'll not say goodbye, not ever, dear friend, we'll just say cheerio! Though our roads may fork and our pathways bend. I want you always to know . . . We are knit together with a golden cord of a friendship tested and true. Across many miles and the passing years, I'm here waiting and watching for you! Deep within the heart of me in a special place, I have a hidden treasure-- It's the memory of you, my dearest friend. I miss you.

"Wish you were Here" Green onions shake your groove thing

This was a man anyone would have been proud to have called father.

Best Friend of Rhonda Egbert. Vonda was one of those beautiful people that are very rare in life. Beautiful without and within. Vonda was the light of my families life and of many others, her love and beauty showed through every thing she said and did.
In life we only find one friend that we will cherish for ever and in my life I will never find another, the love that she gave me will never die and I know that she is no longer in pain so I will remember how she saved my life in more ways than one. Just remember that no matter what you do always tell someone that you love them becuase it may be your last chance to do so. I made that mistake with Vonda and I know now that it will hurt more if you don't than if you do.
Vonda I love you more than anyone and anything!!! Always, Rhonda.

Although your parting came to pass much to soon, your love and zeal for life lives on in all of us daily. We are kindred souls, forever together. No guts, no glory - -you did it well.

To my wonderful son who was with me such a short time. You made and impact in my life and the life of so many others.
Hayden was loved by many people. I do not regret the time I had with my son only that it was so short.
Hayden has 5 sisters and 1 brother.

I think of you often and hope you come back to me one day.

LOVE,
MOMMY

Mike was lost in a car accident on July 4, 2004. His death has been a very tragic loss to alot of people. Mike I just wanted you to know that I love you and always will you were just like my own brother to me none of that step stuff or whatever. R.I.P

Jen

Paul was a gentle soul. He was my friend and we shared many times together....good and bad over the years. He always wanted to help people...and did touch many lives in his career as a dentist. He loved music, playing guitar, writing.....he loved old cars, his friends, his family, football and baseball, but most of all....he loved his beautiful daughter. He was a loving, fun father and spent alot of time with her. It breaks my heart that she will grow up without him by her side. I do believe that he will always be with her though....guarding her from above. I only hope she will grow to learn how he loved her and what he was like. He could be alot of fun and he could also be quite mischeivous in a boyish way. I have many fond memories of time spent with him in Philadelphia and find it so hard to believe he is no longer alive. He died a few months ago, but I just found out. I am still in shock. He was killed in an automobile accident ... driving a car that meant the world to him ... a car that had much signifigance in his short life. I so much want to do something for him.....or his family....and that is why I find myself here....someplace to remember...share...talk about him. I don't think he ever knew how much he meant to me. We should ALWAYS be kind to our friends...whenever we talk to them. We should let them know how important they are to us. We never know when they will be taken so suddenly...without warning. I grieve deeply for his departure. I grieve deeply for his little girl and the family he left behind. I hope that he can see from where he is now ..how much we loved him and miss him. I hope he knows that I wish I had taken more time to talk when he wanted to...that I had answered more of his emails......that I really cared and still do. Always will........with love....Dyan

Beloved father of two, Michael and Michelle Greco.

Son of Albert & Ada Hudgens Green, Nashville, TN. Husband of 50 years of Mary Elizabeth Davis Green. Father of Katharine Ann Green Boyer, Gail Elizabeth Green Catasus, & Robert Winfield Green. Daddy was a quiet man, a man of the utmost integrity, & a man who gave freely without strings. He never talked much about his faith in Jesus, but he lived it every day. As a teenager during the Great Depression, he quit school to help support his widowed mother and siblings. At the outbreak of WWII, he enlisted in the Army Air Corps where he served as a radio repairman in North Africa & Italy, rising to Master Sargeant. He could fix just about anything, from broken appliances to an injured bird's wing. Daddy was our rock in the storms. His response to problems was "It'll all work out. Somehow, it always does." He was right.

Rest in peace Barbara. You are still remembered. Thank you for being a friend to so many.

To my loving wife
I miss you and will love you forever. The Lord took you from me to soon, but we had each other for a great 25 years. At least you are no longer in pain and I am sure making everyone laugh as you did me and many others, Thank You.
Life is going on but it is not the same without you by my side.
Your Loving Husband
Ken

Words cannot express the sadness we feel over the loss of our Dear, Sweet, Wonderful Mother. She was our rock, our foundation that our lives were built upon. Somehow we have to find the strength to live the rest of our lives without her here. She had such a will to live life to the fullest. She loved her family with all her heart and would have done anything for them. No matter what, she was their for us. She had a child like enthusiasm for adventure - like the Treasure Hunt on Christmas Eve. Some of her favorite things in life were, her children, her parents, her dogs, her "dreamhouse", Christmas Eve, Christmas morning, orange pop, Broughtons buttermilk, pinto beans, fried potatoes, As The World Turns, Dr. McJunkin, her garden, sugar stick candy, Tropicana orange juice, chopped steak from The 5th Quarter, although she never ate more than a few bites! She made the best cornbread in the world.
She loved to play "spider" on her computer, and loved selling on Ebay. She's famous with us for her statement, "Someone will want it". She used to spend hours in Parkway Supermarket and load up her buggy while going up and down every single ilse and looking at everything. She had so many dreams. She always wanted to have a dog kennel and had plans of raising Pugs, Bassett Hounds and Boston Terriors. Her body and health gave out before she could do so many things she wanted to do. She had such a strong will to live. She kept going when most people would have given in.
She is in heaven now. She's no longer suffering from all the pain. I know she is in a much better place but if only we could go back in time. Back to a time when she was here and happy and doing all of her favorite things - life would be so wonderful.

Mr. Edward Green aged 79 years passed away in Richmond, BC, Canada after a lengthy and brave fight of illness. Survived by loving wife, Nancy, daughters Carole & Gayle, sons Ed & Gary. Ten grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren. He was a loving and gentle man who enjoyed the smallest things that life offered. A world traveller with his wife of 60 years. Served in 2nd world war, defense of Canada. Worked for many years as Sales Manager for Canadian General Electric. He will be missed by all who knew him, but never forgotten.

My father Gary Green died last year due to throat and lung cancer. He was the most important person in my life, and to everybody else. He was a good friend, and person to everyone. I was very close to my daddy and I miss him very much. I cried every night for severle months. Every where I look I am reminded of him. But now I am slowly letting go of the loss and moving on with my life and trying to be happy for him. I just wish I got to say goodbye and that I loved him before he left.

In God we learn the truth. The truth is now yours. keep your promise and right the wrongs. I loved you lots.mum.

Jackie was my brother, my best friend and my greatest loss.

I think of you with LOVE today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and days before that too.
I think of you in silence, and
often speak your name.
All I have now are memories and
your picture in a frame.
Memories are treasures no one can steal.
Death is a heartache only God can heal.
Your memory is my keepsake with
which we will never part,
God has you in his keeping,
I will always have you in my heart.
It broke my heart to lose you, but
you did not go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day that God took you home.

I love you Jackie! I look forward to the day that I will get to see you again and hear you sing and play your guitar! Rest my dear brother!

Love & Blessings,

Your Sister - Wanda Green Balmforth

Charles D.Green Jr. Monday, October, 6 ,1997 . My friend Charles was gunned down in front of his home by a man he didn`t even know. The man walked up to him and shot him point - blank in the chest. As it took the emts, and the police 45 minutes to reach the place where he was laying , he stuggled for air , but his blood kept getting in the way the last couple of minutes before the police had arrived, he passed away.If the would have gotten there sooner he`d still be alive today. I wish you were still here, so I wouldn`t have to shed my tears. We might have have not been very close, But you were still a friend to me. We never realize how much our friends mean to us , untill we lose them. 22 years old and now you will never see another drink of Old E.,Hesseny or Tangera No more hanging out on the corners with the homies, and no more parties.I will miss you terribly! My friend, My crush, Charles D. Green, Jr.

Keith, You didn't shout loud enough....or we did't listen. Sorry. A friend

I will miss you Dad, but at least you can breath again. Take care of yourself and hit em straight. Love and miss you Your son, Ken

Dad, Thank you for being the best Dad anyone could ask for. You were more than just a father... you were my friend and my confidante. I will always miss you. Your smile has always brightened my life and now there will be a large void. I feel honored to be the one who was with you and talked to you as you passed from this life to the other side. I know Angela was there waiting for her Grandpa... keep her in line, okay? Until we meet again... I Love You Always, Vicki

Nan and Dadda I miss you so very much, it has been eight yrs since your heart failed nan and Dadda it has been over 2 years since your heart failed.
I am an orphan in a big sea without you both.
Angela has gone and you are both dead so now I must learn to do things for myself.
Please watch down on me and Ryan and look after us from above.
I wish you could see Ryan now nan, he is a credit he really is, you died to soon after he was born to see the little boy he has become.
I love you both from the bottom of my heart.
Nik xxx

Daughter of Fletcher Wycliffe & Katharine Rutledge Davis, Gallatin, TN. Wife of 50 years of Albert Winfield Green. Mother of Katharine Ann Green Boyer, Gail Green Catasus, & Robert Winfield Green. Mom's family was her life career. She was always there for us & prayed without ceasing on our behalf. She was especially gifted with children, a talent that was passed onto her daughters & granddaughter. Mom was the type of person strangers would tell their problems to. How lovely was her voice as she sang! How radiant was her smile! In her latter years, many memories & abilities were slowly stolen from her, but her smile always remained. We are grateful for her legacy of loyalty & faithfulness, her enduring love for our Father & us.

For a wonderful Uncle who always had the ability to make me laugh. Love, Vicki

To Nanny, who was very special to me. I wish we had had more time together. We will meet again someday. Love from your granddaughter, Vicki

This is a memorial to a great friend of whom we shall all miss very much. Danny Joe was a very kind loving and giving friend to all who knew him. He had touched our lives in so many ways we can not even begin to count. He was a man of the faith and loved God and country, family and friends like no man I have ever had the pleasure to know. He was a teacher of life and happiness, of which he shared with us all. His humour and talents were a blessing to everyone that had the pleasure of knowing him. He was like a brother to me, and I loved him as such. He will always be in our hearts and memories, and I look foward to seeing him again one day in heaven. May God rest his soul.Indian Jay

It's Not Working...

She woke up one bright and sunny day, and watched the sunrise.
She knew it was to happen, and it did ... her whole life changed because of it.
Knowing it, and loving everyone, she did the best she could for all.
We'll miss you forever,
Bob, Patti, the Children, Pat, and all who touched her soul.
Rest peacefully, Love.

I just want to let you know that you are missed and loved very much. I think about you all the time and I know the rest of the family does to.Continue to watch over us
Love your Granddaughter

Janet died at the age of 35. She was by all accounts mentally disabled. She lead a troubled life. The beginning of her end was the year I was born. She was repeatedly molested by an uncle until the age of 16, when she married for all the wrong reasons. In that marriage she had her first beautiful daughter. Soon after her divorce was final in 1981 she married again. This marriage also gave me a beautiful niece. Her children were 14 and 10 when she left us. Janet was divorced by this time, she had been married a total of 4 times, twice to the father of her second child. This road we have all traveled on has been hell. There is no pain like having someone who you love take their own life. Janet committed suicide, she took an over-dose of anti-depressant medication. It made her go into cardiac arrest about 12 times the first day. In total they shocked her heart 24 times. When I got the message that she was ill I called the hospital thinking this was one of her tricks to get attention. The doctor said he didn't know long he could keep her alive. I picked up my brother and drove from Chicago to Nashville in record time. We were able to see her when we first arrived. She was hooked up to every machine available, there was charcoal all over her face from the doctors efforts to rid her body of the drugs. When we questioned how much she had taken (hoping it was accidental) the doctor replied it would over fill a lunch bag. She was in a coma for a week. We waited for the brain scans to come back and I swear had there been a flicker I never would have agreed to letting her go. We had numerous meetings with the doctors that had tried so hard to save her and decided that we should let her go. I refused to allow them to yank her off the respirator. I asked them to wean her off, it took about 24 hours for her to be completely free and breathing on her own. We were approached about donating whatever she hadn't ruined. (Which we did.) I remember it like it was yesterday, kneeling in front of my mom begging her not to let Janet suffer anymore, how if the table were turned Janet would never allow me to suffer. I held my mom's hand as we signed the DNR papers on Janet. She couldn't hold the pen herself. They moved her to a private room out of CCU. There were about 12 people in her room singing hymns to her. (I cannot hear I'll fly away, without sobbing.) She opened her eyes and looked my mom in the eyes, mom told her it was okay to go, Janet then looked at everyone in the room one at a time. We all reassured her it was all right to go. Though deep in my heart I wish she hadn't. It was the Lord's way of giving her the chance to say goodbye. With that she took her last breathe. In my eyes I could see the angels that came to get her. It was the saddest yet most beautiful moment in my life. The years have gone by and I feel I am healing but there are scars I will have forever. In the last 2 years of her life she seemed more troubled then ever and stopped being the sister I knew. I lost my my only sister that August. I miss her so much, I miss her being my sister, the one who I teased about turning 30 and waited for her to get me back like she promised, she never kept that promise. She broke my heart when she took those pills. She changed me in ways I never wanted to be changed. The only consolation I have is knowing no one will ever be able to hurt her, use her, abuse her again. I feel in my heart she is safe in heaven with those who passed before her. Her torment ended the day mine began. I love you, Sis Always and forever Pooj-a Roo

In memory of our daughter who went to heaven on angel's wings before we got a chance to hold her in our arms. We will always love you. We will never forget you.

We will miss you Adam. You were a great friend, grandfather and father. May you rest in peace

You were a loving mother to Spencer, Lynsey and Lauren and a loving wife to Chris. You are sadly missed, our lifes will never be full again. sweet dreams xxxxx

Marty Gregan was an athelete, an intelect, a son, a brother, a soul mate. No one has ever touched me and known me like Marty. He had a subtle way of bringing your soul to the surface. An Angel, too divine for this Earth. At thirty-one years old, one day after his birthday, he collapsed at Rehobeth Beach, Deleware. Those who knew him remarked that he died doing what he loved most - playing volleyball with his brother, Kevin. Almost a year now since his passing, his memory lives on in us - his family and friends. And his spirit is thriving in a heavenly paradise of friends in spirit, sandy beaches and volleyball nets. Side-out, Marty.........

Loved son of Carol and Noel, beloved brother of Sean and Joanne, brother-in-law to Fiona and Cameron, deeply cherished friend of Daniel, Rebecca, Joe and so many others, much missed owner of Jake. Taken from us so suddenly without a whisper or chance to say goodbye. His gift of loving - lives on still. His words and actions - present forever. His memory will live on for eternity. We miss you cheeky smile, your teasing, your jokes, your wisdom (our philosopher!), your firendship, your love and advice. A massive void in our lives that can never be filled. We love you Si.

Cris was the most soft-spoken, gentle, loveable I have ever known. I look at his memory as being too good to be on this earth. Cris was an example of the miracles that God puts on this earth. Miracles are rare, but once they happen, you will never forget. I love you Cris. You will always be my soulmate and we will meet again. Gretchen

Mommy loves and misses you dearly. You Gods little angel that Christmas.

It's been over ten years since you were killed. Such a horrible accident. My family had decided not to tell me for a while. Waiting for the "right time", I guess. But that week I was overwhelmed with the urge to call you. I was supposed to leave for a weekend in the mountains but I felt it was important for some reason to try and contact you before we left. When your mother answered and started to sob I thought she was just surprised to hear from me after so much time had passed. Imagine that. She told me how much you had loved me and missed me. That you were irritated that I hadn't called in a while. I never dreamed that I wouldn't be able to just pick up the phone and call. All that weekend I felt watched over and I decided after mulling it all over that you had gone to great lengths to light a fire under my ass. You were never one to be ignored. I made arrangements to see your family and your grave and came back home to do just that but I couldn't. I wasn't ready to say good-bye. Years later, when my Grandmother died I found myself in your front yard. It looked just the same. Your folks came outside and recognized me right away. Even with short blond hair! I could hardly speak my throat was so tight. They were very sweet and loving with me. I visited your headstone later that weekend after my Grandmother's service. I should have known. Biggest one around. There was a beautiful haiku on it. I wonder if you wrote it yourself. It sounded like you. I've gone back several times now. I make a point of visiting the old cemetary every time if I can. For many years I couldn't talk about you without crying. I loved you so much. You were such a big part of my youth. I am grateful for all the good memories that we share. I remember everything. You are always with me. When it's my time to go I want you to wrestle your way to the front of the recieving line. I want you to be one of the first to greet me and then, shoulder to shoulder, we'll go and make a little mischief - Petunia

my grandmother was blanch elene greyerbiehl she was 84 years old when she passed away she was a loving person and she had a lot of family we still love her and miss her.

To my beautiful baby boy.
Kyan, where do I begin. You were such a beautiful baby and so full of happiness. The short time that you were here was the most precious time of my life. Your bright blue eyes would light up the room, your sweet laugh would make anyoune smile. Oh how I miss you so much, and wish that I could hold and kiss you one last time. If I had known that would be the last day with you, I would of never let you go. You touched so many peoples hearts when you were here and many more now that your gone. I sit and think why God took you from us so soon and the only thing I can think of is that you were to perfect for Earth and that Heaven needed their "Little Man" back.
Sweet Dreams my Angel,
I love you, mommy

Cindy, you are loved and missed. You were such a blessing in my life. I think of you often, and I know that you are with God and in a far better place. You touched every life you came in contact with, because you were such a special girl. I still smile when I hear our favorite songs, and think of you dancing around the apartment singing and acting crazy! Rodney kept your picture in his wallet forever, and I'm sure it is still there. I don't even resent the love he has for you, how could anyone not love you? I surely do! You taught me that life is so uncertain, and it is a precious gift not to be taken lightly. You were so young and beautiful, full of talent and promise, then you were gone because of a drunk driver. We all miss you Cindy Kay!

Ruben,your life was cut short before we were able to do the things that friends do! You were the best friend i ever had and you are missed every day! your daughter Nicole is a beautiful young lady now,and boy does she look like you ! Heres to you and all you were to me and others !Your friend for ever jerry

Dear Mom -- We miss you and love you, and still fight the feeling of unfairness in losing you so young, and Dad so close behind, and now Kerry. But we are so grateful to you for everything you were, for everything you taught us, for the memories and for the fun. Thanks for teaching us to laugh at ourselves. Thanks for teaching us independence and always relying on our own inner strength. Thanks for the sacrifices you made for us. Thanks for the values you gave us. Thanks for being a mom to so many kids besides your own 7. Thanks for loving us all so much, even when we made it hard. We hope you know that the project you worked hardest on —- making sure that we always stayed together as a family, and loved each other, and never lost the need for each other —- was successful.Happy Birthday, Mom. The love never dies. - Dave, Candy, Ken, Nancy, Kerry (10/11/56-04/25/98), Kim, Damon

Dad -- I miss your beautiful smile, your gentle ways, your hugs and kisses. You were probably the most soft hearted person in the world, you were always there for anyone in need. I don't think you ever realized how much you meant to all of us and how much you gave us. If I can be half the person you were I'll be happy. When we lost you I actually felt sad for all the people that would never get the chance to know you. You were truly one of a kind and you'll be in my heart forever. I see a little of you and Mom in the great grandchildren you never got a chance to see and hope they grow up to be just like you. I miss you both and would give anything for just one more hug.

Thank you for everything you gave to me, to all of us. I hope you've found the peace you so desperately needed. I miss you. I love you. I will not forget you.

Dear Sammie,
There are so many things that we miss about our sweet angel baby. I wish we could hold you, hug you, kiss you, show you off. I wish we would know if you were a boy or girl, what you'd look like, what you'd be. Instead, our minds are full of questions and our dreams are empty. Our arms are empty & oh, our soul aches for you, our first baby. Please know that your mommy & daddy love you very much, and we miss you more every day. Snuggle in tight in Heaven with those that have gone before us, and we will see you soon, at the end of our mortal life.
We love you baby.
Mommy & Daddy

Andrew, I am laying this part of me to rest. Goodnight and sweet dreams, Suzanne

In Memory of my great, great grandfather Allen Griffin, who was born in Southampton County, Virginia to the late Frank and Ada Warren Griffin. He was the husband of the late Effie Bradshaw Griffin. He died in 1932.

Sweet Baby, Mommy is so very sorry, and she will always mourn that she never got to hold you in her arms and kiss you and hear your soft coos and smell your soft sweet skin. Know that your Mommy loves you and always will. Baby would have been born around Dec. 31, 1995. Mommy often wonders whether you were a darling little boy or a sweet baby girl and thinks of how old you would be, and what you would look like. Most definitely a sweet, brown-eyed joy. What would Baby have loved and done on this earth? Mommy looks forward to the day that she and Baby are together again, so that Mommy has just one more chance to hold you and love you and be your Mommy in Heaven the way that she would have liked to, but didn't on earth. Mommy hopes and prays that Grandmother and the angels are taking care of Baby until Mommy gets there, and hopes that Baby is happy. Mommy's heart cries for her Baby, and she's so sorry and can only hope that her Baby and the Lord will forgive her. I love you, precious. - All My Love, Mommy - xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Effie Bradshaw Griffin was born in April of 1890, in Southampton County , Virginia to the late Annie Haskins, and William(Bill)Bradshaw. She was united in matrimony to the late Allen Griffin. To that union , ten Children was born: Robert Griffin(deceased), William Griffin(June 10,1911-Jan. 1970), Frank Griffin(died in the 1940's),George Griffin(deceased), Thelma Hollomen(deceased), Effie Victoria Candis(Aug. 30,1930-Nov. 14,1984), Corrine Wilson (1924-1989), Mary (still living), Ada Warren (1907-1989), Virgie Winborne (still living).In the late 1930's, Allen Griffin died, and she got remarried to Jessie Warren. He died some years later. Ma'ma Effie, it has been 31 years since you left us in this world of sadness to be with our Lord.We will always love and miss you, Sadfully, Your great,great,grandson

Mr. George Griffin of Spring Grove, Virginia, was born on June 14, 1914, in Southampton County, Virginia to the late Allen and Effie Bradshaw Griffin. He passed on Monday, December 20, 1999, after a long illness. He was proceeded in death by three sons: George Griffin Jr., Leon Griffin, and James T. Griffin. He was proceeded in death by three brothers: Robert Griffin, William Griffin, and Frank Griffin. He was also proceeded in death by four sisters: Ada Griffin Warren, Thelma Lee Griffin Hollomen, Corrine Griffin Wilson, and Effie Victoria Griffin Candis.

He leaves to charish his memory, a loving wife, Linia Rawlings Griffin, of the home; two sisters, Mary Griffin Louson, and Virgie Griffin Winborne; eight daughters, Carrie Sutton, Lessie Mae Spratley, Jean White, Irene Farmer, Goldie Kindred, and Patricia Griffin; three sons, John W. Griffin Sr., Roosevelt Griffin, and Johnny F. Griffin; 47 grandchildren, 60 great-grandchildren; a sister-in-law, Alberta Lankford Griffin Edwards; a host of nieses, nephews and other relatives and friends.

A funeral service was held on Friday, December 24, 1999 at 1 p.m. at Mt. Nebo Baptist Church, Surry, Virginia.

~Arrangements by Peace Funeral Home of Waverly, Virginia~

Grif, Thanks for reminding us of how precious friendship, laughter and joy are in our lives.

Laurel F. (Keelen) Griffin was born an only child in Chicago to Lester (Ted) and Mary Keelen. Her family moved to Sheffield, Illinois when she was about 7. There she grew up with her future husband, Noel J. Griffin. They were married on August 3, 1954 and lived in Florida briefly, then Champaign, Illinois while Noel got his engineering degree, then Iowa and finally on to Ohio. They raised a son and a daughter and were married for almost 36 years when she was diagnosed with a brain tumor, and died 3 weeks later at the age of 57. Noel still lives in Ohio, but has never dated, knowing nobody could ever replace his childhood sweetheart. ---Oh Mom, how could I ever express how much we miss you? How can I ever express my gratitude for every thing you ever did for me? There are so many things I want to say that I can't possibly cover everything. A simple thank you seems so inefficient for being such a wonderful and caring teacher, healer, protector and companion. You always loved me, even through my "terrible teens" when I really tested you. I'm so sorry for all the stupid things I did as a kid. I'm so glad you lived long enough to see me out of that bad stage, and that we got to enjoy each other so much more after I grew up. I think of you every day, and miss you more than I can say. There are so many places and things that I would like to experience with you. Even though, you're not physically here anymore, I can still feel you watching over me sometimes. Even now, when I put my elbows on the dinner table or sip Hershey's syrup out of the bottle, I still hear you protesting. Thank you for giving me a safe, happy childhood and everything else that you so selflessly gave. I am the luckiest woman on earth to have had you as my Mother, and I wouldn't trade for anything. I know that you are in Heaven. Such a sweet, virtuous and good lady wouldn't be anywhere else. We didn't get to spend nearly enough time together on earth, so I hope and pray that someday we are brought together again in Heaven. I love you, Mom, with all my heart. - Your daughter, Laurie

Marie Griffin, n&eacut;e Larkin.

How can mere words ever hope to describe how wonderful a mum and wife Marie was, how much she meant to all her family? Or how much we will miss her now that she is gone?

Mum was a lady. She was gentle, honest, and caring. She would have sacrificed anything to gain happiness for us. She always took great pride in all our most meagre achievements.

Ever vigilant, she was always concerned for our welfare. She nursed all our sniffles and colds, and put her arms around us when we were lonely. She valued our opinions, and always treated us as if we had something important to say. She protected her children’s innocence, and sheltered us from all hurt and evil.

Mum took great pleasure in the simplest of things in life. She worshipped her family. She made every Christmas a warm and loving occasion, even when she was ill. She had a tremendous sense of humour, and loved a simple laugh or joke, as long as it was not at the expense of another.

She could always be relied upon for honestly giving her opinion, often whether it was solicited or not. She was proud of her children, and utmost concerned for our continuing welfare. She made sure of securing our friendship, as well as our respect and admiration.

She was amazingly perceptive – always knowing where you were, whom you were with, or what mischief you were up to – without ever having to ask. Her persuasive ways would have you believe her thoughts and gentle suggestions were your own ideas, your own deepest held beliefs - She subtly won most arguments. Sometimes she was our second moral conscience.

Mother, wife, sister, friend, confidante, protector and guardian, carer, guide, role model. Mum was all these things and more. She will never be replaced, but missed deeply.

Ivan and Yvonne,
April 2002.

Hey Stevie Jo, Thank you for always taking care of and protecting your siblings in death as you did in life. No matter what stupid thing I do, I always know that you're watching from my left shoulder; just waiting to help me out. You are the best and I'm lucky to have had you in my life. I love you, Steven Love, Your Favorite Midget, Laurie

Dear Dad,
I just want to thank you for being there for me and for taking me into your home at the age of two and raising me as your own. I will always love you and be with you. Thank you
Love always, your daughter Deborah
P.S.
I will see you again. Rest in peace

this is to inform any and all who may read this that was affiliated with tgbam@aol.com that the young couple at this adress was killed in a house fire . therefore I decided to write this memorial in their honor. this was very hard on all of their friends and family. this was especially hard on me because she was my best friend of 9 years let me tell you about them Becky was a 27 year old beauty but had worked very hard for what she had accompliced in her short but very full live. she swore she would never marry, but then she met Todd. and just 3 short months after they were married they were both killed Todd died trying to save Becky's life. Todd was a 25 year old handsome young man that was definitely becky's soul mate all who knew them will greatly miss them, and all who didn't don't know what they are missing. I wrote this in a loving memory for mostly Becky for I really didn't know Todd that well but I do know they will forever be happy together in heaven. in loving memory from tina you will forever be missed.

Jimmy, I miss you so much, I feel quilty for not being there for you when you need me the most. I don't know what was on your mind that day, I only wish I could have been there to help you work through it. You were the shining star in my life, my first nephew, oh how I loved you. You made me so proud on so many occasions. Poppa is with you now so I can stop worrying about you. Please take care of one another until we meet again. Love always Aunt Debbie

We said goodbye to you yesterday, Pat, and I'm left wondering what life in a world without you will be like. My biggest regret is that you were someone I most wanted my friends to meet, but that's gone now. You did more with your life than most people could ever dream of, cramming so much into a fifty years, before being taken from us by cancer, that still as yet not wholly conquered enemy of human happiness. The service Jean organised for you was so fitting - unconventional and funny, yet reflective and very special - and a better way of saying farewell to a dear friend than I have ever known before. I managed to deliver my few words, which were adapted from the address written by H.G.Wells for his wife, but I which knew provided the perfect basis for remembering you: "We have come together here today to greet for the last time our very dear friend Patricia Griffiths. We meet in great sadness, for her death came in the middle season of her life, when we could all have hoped for many more years of her presence among us. It would be foolish to pretend that this event does not bring home to us very vividly a sense of the extreme brevity of life for all humankind, but we must surely learn from such lives that a precious use can be made of living the brief days that we have to the full, and that such courage is proof against despair. For months her strength faded, and now no more will she see the flowers and the sun, and the pain and increasing weakness of these last months are also at an end for her, but the spirit of her life lives with us still. She is still among us, a spirit of friendship and kindness, in the memories of all who knew her. And now her body must pass from out sight. Her life was a star, and fire goes to fire, and light to light. But within out hearts she rests enshrined and, in the woven fabric of things accomplished, she lives forever." Nick

So sorry Toby, did not mean to let you down in your last hour. Please forgive me. Love and miss you so much. Rest in peace you big old bear. Mum, Dad and the gang X

My heart misses you every day my dear friend. The words of love and encouragment you always gave me are sadly missed. I know you prayed for me every day and now I know you are even stronger in Heaven for me. love you, Jane

I miss you so much Mom. You and dad were everything to me. I wish you could see how wonderful your Grandchildren turned out. I know you would be proud of them. Mom, please look after my Marc. I don't want him to be afraid. He did not want to die and I know he will be okay if he is with you and daddy. He was your first grandson so take care of him for me. I'll always love you mom......Love Pixie

I still miss you dad,even after all these years. You are never far from my thoughts and you will always be in my heart. I miss you most of all when Chistmas arrives for I know that was your favorite holiday. Until we meet again, sleep well daddy. I love you.....Love Pixie

TO MY LOVING BROTHER WHO I LOVE AND MISS SO MUCH.YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH YOU MEAN TO ME AND THIS FAMILY!I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME.WHAT LIFE WOULD BE LIKE WITH YOU HERE.WOULD THINGS BE ANY DIFFERNT.YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF THIS FAMILY.WITHOUT YOU IT'S JUS NOT THE SAME.LIFE GOES ON BUT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE APART OF OUR LIFE.I KEEP TELLING MYSELF THAT EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON,GOD MUST HAVE NEED YOU MORE.JUST KNOW THAT WE LOVE AND MISS YOU.YOUR LIL SISTER BUBBLES!LOVE YOU ALWAYS!

My grandmother was one of the few really good people who was left in the world. She really cared about everyone, especially her family (which was extensive). Even though she never had much money, she gave everyone she came in contact with, a piece of her soul. Granny Grumps, you'll be sorely missed!

In Memory of my beloved husband, Mark Ellis Griggs.

This memorial is dedicated to my father who passed away only a short time ago. A very courageous, strong and proud man who gave up his fight with Lymphoma after 4 years. You meant and will always mean the world to me daddy - I miss you so much it really hurts. I miss you lagh, your manner, your jokes and your silly ways. I will treasure your memory always and love you eternally. Till we meet again Your loving daughter Vicky

Nana was a most loving person. A wonderful mother, she is survived by one son, five grandchildren, eight great-grandchildren, and one great-great-grandson. She loved to do crafts and attend church with her friends. Playing bingo and reading novels were more favorite pastimes. She was warm and giving and loved unconditionally; a rare trait these days. She will be sorely missed but remembered forever by those who had the priveledge of knowing her.

Fred Henry Grill- Father of six and a devoted husband for 47 yrs. He had the best sense of humor and could always be counted on to come up with a corny joke for any occasion which is why I always referred to him as the "King of Corn." He taught me so much in my 29 yrs. and took us to places I otherwise would never have seen. Thank you Dad for the many wonderful trips to all the historical sites only you and I could appreciate. Thank you for all the wonderful advice and allowing me to be myself. Thank you for being a wonderful grandfather to Clara, she will always keep you close in her heart. I miss you so much already..what I wouldn't give for one more wonderful conversation and a lot of jokes. Your love for the Chicago Bears will live on with all your children forever. You will always be the "Dadman" to us all. You were always there for us and your legacy of love will forever be in our hearts.

You are still living in me throught every sound i play. Thank you nonna.

To the one and only, ugly looking, lift masturbating BIKER ...

Sergei, we all were mesmerized by your skating, and the way that you loved Dasha, and Katya. We miss you so much, and we grieve for your loved ones. Ice Skating will never be the same without your talent, your smile, and your silent elegance on the ice. You will remain a champion in my heart and all of your fan's hearts forever. Much love to Katya and Dasha belle ....love KatieBell

A great skater, a superbe athlete, but most of all, a really nice person.... Husband of Ekaterina Gordeeva and father of Daria Grinkova. He died in 1995 of an heart attack while practicing a number with wife Ekaterina... He was only 28, his memory will live in our heart forever. Farewell Sergei.....

Beloved husband,father,son,and brother. We love you and miss you more each day.

It has been 6 years today that my father Randall Grissom has been gone and I just wanted to create this in his name and honor. I want him to know that I still miss him and love him as much as I did or more, since the day he passed. He is with his mother and father now and he will be taken care of. I miss you daddy and love you very much. You raised a good girl and I am doing fine. Valerie, Mom and Troy are good as well. We all miss your smile and laugh though! We will see you one day again. We love you!

To the man that I called my Daddy! I love you very much and miss you terribly. I pray that you know how much I love you and how it breaks my heart now that you are gone. I could have never guessed how much I would miss you. I miss our fishing trips and how you would always bait my hook for me. I am thankful that you were in my life and I could never thank you enough for the love that you showed me. You are truly the greatest father a daughter could ever ask for. I hope I can teach my children the meaning of life and love as well as you taught it to me. I just hate that my children will not have the joy of you in their life but I will make sure they know how much you loved them. If you can read this and I truly feel your presence with me all the time, just know how much I love you and I look forward to the day when we are reunited again. With all a daughter's love and respect---I love you Daddy!!

Beloved mother. Whose passing has left me devastated. I miss her terribly and would do anything just to see her a moment longer. She was loved by all that knew her and she always placed others needs before her own. She was the perfect example of what a mother should be. I hope she can look down upon her family now because she has so much to be proud of. She is my motivation for success and she holds my admiration and devotion. She was one of a kind and she will never be forgotten and her spirit will live on in my brothers,sisters,and neice. her loving daughter Crystal

Beloved son of Stanley G. & Susan M. Grodin. Beloved brother of Jason, Justin & Joshua Grodin. Jonathan was a caring and loving free spirit who will be long remembered and missed by the many people who's lives he touched. G-D Bless you, Jonathan, and keep you safe till we meet again. We love you.

".. But then someday we could take our time to brush the leaves aside so you can reach us But you left us far behind ...And that cold day when you lost control Shame you left our lives so soon you should have told us But you left us far behind...times have changed Your friends they come and watch you crumble to the ground They watch you suffer.." -Candlebox. We all miss and love you, Andrew. Always on our minds and in our hearts. We'll never forget- The ODBC club.

Liebs Grosi

Jede Tag dänk ich a dich und üsi gmeinsame Ziite. Wie mir sind zäme go spaziere oder zäme Gonfi kochet händ. Du wirsch mis Läbe lang i mim Härze i mine Gedanke blibe. Danke vell mol för die schöni Ziit wo mir händ dörfe zäme verbringe.
I vermisse di sehr! in ewiger liebi!

In fond memory of the follwing Realatives Agnes Coughlin, Lenore Bradley, Alma Grolnick,and Regina Slattery I Cate Dolan, have donated to ADAMS COMMUNITY CENTER in the memory of my family. Love, Cate

We met you on the world wide web and later, some in person. You became a dear and close friend to so many people. We will miss your jokes and laughter and the special way you had of making each of us feel special to you.

Our hearts are with your family at the loss of your love and companionship. You will be dearly missed.

nanakat, _oldcliff and the gang from the 50+Haven

To my sweet baby whom I lost to a miscarriage,,I will never forget you,although you were only with me for a shorttime , I will always have a special place in my heart for you,,love Mommy

Rememberance As i sit here and enjoy the view memories of dad come shining through. I was very young when he passed away, but oh how i remember all those caring days. A father of six the youngest only thirty, he left us with our greatest fear.What will happen to us, how can we survive? "easily" he answered, by strengh and power instilled in pride. A loving father who fought cancer for many, many years, living with the fear and pain through all his hidden tears. He did not want to be remembered for his pain and illness, rather for his years of love and caring he made his business.From the biginning he chose the women of his life, one that was strong and caring he called her "Mrs. Right" yes his wife, our mother, the women who would carry on whether good or bad decisions, she was never truly wrong. She cared for her children and raised us till we were all grown, and for that we love her deeply, as now we are on our own. Memoris of father and the time that has passed by, will stay with us forever, untill the day we die! just something I came up with when my father-in-law was sick with cancer.thank god he is better now

Grandaddy I want to thank you for being the best you could, for your best, you instilled in my mother and have made me the successful woman I am today. Though you were pulled from my arms, you are still in my heart, and I know that you smile down on me. We miss you so very much. Love Always, Your family

Beloved son, brother, and father, Greg died at home with this family after a 6 month battle with cancer. Greg was a talented photographer and incredible musician (he played fantastic electric bass). Greg will be remembered for his spirit of adventure, his tremendous courage and acceptance during his illness, his wonderful sense of humor, and perhaps above all, he will be a model to his children that a person can continue to achieve new goals at any time in life.

GRANDMA,

THERE'S NOT A DAY THAT GOES BY THAT WE DON'T THINK OF YOU AND MISS YOU. WE MISS YOUR SMILE, YOUR LAUGHTER, AND YOUR FUNNY SENSE OF HUMOR. BUT WE KNOW THAT IN GODS ARMS IS WHERE YOU WILL FIND PEACE. KISS GRAND DADDY FOR ME. WE WILL ALWAYS KEEP YOU IN OUR HEARTS. REST IN PEACE.

DEE DEE, TAUHIDAH (LOSSEY), JAYE, SAN, SHY, AIESHAH, AND TIARA.

He was a son, a grandson, a brother, a nephew, a cousin, an uncle, a friend...

But most of all, he was a wonderful father to Nick and Dylan.

Randy touched so many lives in the 30 years that he was with us. He will never be forgotten.

Rest in peace, Brother...until we meet again.

Sandra Louise Gross Beloved Mother of Colleen,Scott and Sally. Loving Sister,Grandmother and Aunt. We Will Fondly Remember Your Wonderful Wit And Humor. We Know That GOD Has Taken You To Heaven. Your Life Was Shorter Than We Had Expected And Wanted It To Be But You Lived EveryDay To The Fullest Measure. Sharing Your Love And Laughter With Everyone You Had Come To Know! You Are A Shining Star In The Heavens!Reunited With Your Mom&Dad! May You Rest In Forever Peace With GOD! You Are Greatly Missed By Your Loved Ones And Friends But We Know That We Will Meet Again On That Glorious Shore Of Divine Love!

YOUR FAMILY AND YOUR MANY FRIENDS!!!

A great man who would have welcomed this age of computers. He is greatly missed by his surviving family members, brother, wife, children & 3 grandchildren. There is so much more to know about you but there are only the stories that are left. The memories that I retain will be with me forever. An accomplished photographer and founder of the ILGWU, you have been a great teacher to all of us. I remember you putting me & Deb to sleep. Watching over your grandchildren with such care. You will live on through your great-great grandchildren from me. I can picture the last time I saw you in Fla. smiling. As a family friend said to me at your funeral, at least you died in your sleep without any pain.Gandma misses you greatly & so do I. The world didn't even have the chance to know you in your prime. Your photographs live on & show a clear picture of the good & bad there is in this world. We love you Grandpa!

Granny,
It has been 2 years since you've been gone this Dec. 28. My life has changed dramatically since you left. I have had bad times afterwards I think about you everyday and wish that you were still here. You were very close to me and we went through a lot together. Grandaddy is doing pretty good and I help him out the best way that I can when he needs me. I wish that you never had cancer in your body. I never thought about you gone before and I still can't believe that you are after 2 years. I do know that you are safe and sound in Heaven away from all the pain that you were going through. I miss you and I'll try to come see you more often. I love you Granny!!!
Love,
Sarah

Mother, wife of Frank H. Grouse, Sr. Grandmother of Larry K. Beck, Jr.We miss you.

Father, husband of Anna Bell McGregor.World War II vet.

I miss you so much. Even after all these years I still think of you and get weepy. I remember you standing over the rail at the shop looking beautiful in a bright red sweater, driving away in that small green car with the top down, the way you would radiate causing all heads to turn as you entered a room.... I missed some of your formative years but (LOL) Karen told me how you'd read through a stack of library books in a single afternoon while eating a bag of chips. She lost her best friend and sister that day. Being so much older, I lost my sister and daughter. It's been hardest on Mom. Dad and Craig miss you, too.... It must be awesome to know absolute Knowledge, Love, Truth. I'm looking forward, not rushing the inevitable, mind you, just curious. My life is finally wonderful. Only took forty-five years! What an oaf I have been. There's plenty of good to be done here.... Anyway, we miss you so much. How much? Buckets. Lots of buckets. From here to the Moon. No, Alpha Centuri.... I love you Sissy!

On october 12th, 1996 George Carl Grove beloved husband of 36 yrs. of ruth grove (nee) kedzierski, devoted father of annette and dianna grove, dear brother of elmer, elizabeth, slyvia and the late michael grove. devoted grandfather of scott, ryan, lydia and lawrence jr. dear father in law of larry stadden and michael ranere.

Even in death you will never be out of our hearts.

Mary, beloved Mum to Roma, Tony, Jane and Nick. Husband of Mike, passed away, after a short period of illness peacefully with her family around her.
She will be dearly missed by all who new her for the wonderful warm and caring person she was.
May you rest in peace mum.
Love always.

In memory of Bob, a man with so much talent, artistically, musically and one who had the knack to make anyone feel at ease. He died of colon cancer at the age of 48. He left behind a loving wife of 20 years, Sherry, a son, Jeremy, two step-sons, Dan and Scott Davis, and four grandchildren, Adriann, Katrina, Steven, and Brianna. We all miss him and hold close all of the wonderful memories of his time with us.

Adam was a loving father and good son and a wonderful friend. He will be missed very much by loved ones as well as friends. Adam left behind a 7 year old son whom he loved more than life itself. Adam lost his fight with cancer knowing that all who loved him including his son was there with him for his passing. As we struggle with the loss in our lives we celebrate the passing of this sole into GODS hands. We will miss you so much.

Malcolm was named after my step father and my husband's uncle. In two short days Malcolm touched our family. His beautiful face remains in my heart. I praise God for the impact Malcolm had on my life as a young mother. Looking forward to being reunited!
Love, Moma

Malcolm was born and died in Ft. Worth, TX. He was the first child of Michael Dean and Coleta Maxine Frazier Grubbs. He is buried in Limestone County, TX in the Cotton Gin Cemetery. He was survived by his maternal grandparents Coleta M. & Malcolm E. Turner, Ruby and Bill Grubbs, paternal great grandmother Lillian Judge and Cordia Grubbs. Maternal great grandparents Earlie & Nora Kornegay.

My Dear Sweet Joe, I wish you could know how very much I love and miss you. How I wish you would have done so many things. I was and still am your best and only friend and I am left with \

Judith Waciarz Grunberg was born in Poland. She was intelligent, energetic and very interested in political and social causes. She became a teacher and hoped to live a happy life. Hitler and the Holocaust took away her dreams and sent her to Auschwitz. She survived those unspeakable horrors. After the war, she was sent to a displaced persons camp in Austria, where she met and married Irving Grunberg. They came to America, settled in Queens and had two daughters, Eva and Ruth. Judith looked forward and tried to enjoy the beautiful things in life. She taught her daughters the importance of education, and always found opportunity to enjoy the cultural riches of NY City. She lived in New Canaan, CT for the last 15 years to be near her grandchildren. She wanted to be involved in their lives and give them the love of a grandmother, something not available to her own daughters. She was very proud of Eva, who became a pediatrician. She knew you shouldn't get a medical degree, then stay home as a full time mom and not use your training. The combination of a working mom, a nanny, and a grandmother who made sure the nanny was OK was an acceptable alternative to the 50's full time mom that she was. Alzheimer's took away short term memory, but my mother never forgot the people who she loved and doted on Josh and Rebecca until the end.

This is a poem written by Rebecca after her grandmother's passing:

The living room floor was covered with dolls.
My grandmother sat on a chair.
No matter if the scene was at her house or ours.
What was the day of the week?
We didn't care.

Rain could not fall too hard,
Nor could the snowy chill nip my grandmother into her
home.
The sun could not melt her desire to come
Spend time with Joshua and I.
Grandma would be with me.
The weather changed.
Not her desire to come to my home.
What Grandma wished to do, she did.
That was all.

Her cheeks slightly flushed,
Bright babushka on her head
"Good morning darling Grandma," Josh and I would
chime.
Embraces for all,
A cup of tea for her,
Then divide, multiply, sit down, song time now.
I was the teacher, Grandma the principal of our
personal school.
No time was more difficult in my school day
Than dismissal when Grandma went home.
"Please stay," I would cry.
An extra half hour.
"Please stay."
Longer yet?
She'd have to go.

At Grandma?s dining room table,
Friday afternoon,
Tablecloth lacy white-
Don't make a stain!
Placemats shiny red,
My place was so known
I was there, not caring if the end of our visit ever
came.
Mommy was late to pick me up?
Superb!
How many small words could we make from one big word?
Which one of us could create the most?
Then we would do it again.

I remember a hotel room,
And a game of "DONKEY" there.
Nine blanks for a word
Grandma had up to five letters to get wrong.
Did she realize the word was horseback?
Probably.
I don't recall.

I know that Grandma was my sitter supervisor.
No one mistreated me while my parents were out.
Thanks Grandma.

And there was the huge hotel double-bed.
Grandma was in a nightgown,
Bright smile on,
Blanketed.
I sat beside her with a colorform house-
Bed soft,
Grandma's love so warm.
Such fun!

For me Grandma made miniature tissue dolls
With bright smiles.
Life was good.
The dolls knew.
Made from colored fabrics and thread,
Folded by hand.
They lasted.
I still have them
Today.

Alzheimer's set in,
But Grandma's hugs lasted still.
They increased as time went on.
My grandma still knew what meant the most to her-
Family.
Good grades.
Well-fed guests.
Grandma's attitude toward everyone went unchanged.
Grandma stayed sweet as could be.
Reviewing the photographs in my Bat Mitzvah album,
I know that Grandma had kept her sense of joy in me.
But the most important attributes that in my grandma
were always there
Were simply her love and her care,
And I'll feel them forever
Even though
Grandma's not there.

ANOTHER POEM FROM REBECCA:
Everywhere I look, there are memories.
Each place I look,
My Grandma
was there.
Out the window, grass so green, sun so strong that
The world glistens --
Road,
Lawn,
Leaves --
It's all
Like when Grandma and I played catch
In my backyard.
Grandma on a sunchair,
Off to the corner of the yard --
Left
If you're facing it.
Near the driveway,
Under the tree,
Shaded,
Before a backdrop of flowers.
I threw the ball --
Small ball, I can only guess what type.
Grandma caught it,
Caught it, then threw the ball
To me.
Throw, catch, throw, catch, throw, catch,
Miss.
Try again.
And the rocking chair,
Now darkened from her aide's pants at the shivah,
So white all my Grandma's life.
She sat in it in April
at the Passover seder.
Cousins' noises all around,
Chatter,
Even a toddler,
Was Grandma wearing her sweater-type outfit?
With the purple triangles?
I know it was cold.
I stood by Grandma's side.
She pointed out my top --
"I like the flowers,
Did you make them?"
"Thanks, but no. I bought it like that."
She points, perhaps.
"Pretty."
"Thanks, I like your dress too."

I know my quotes must be somewhat off,
And was that when Grandma pointed?
Who cares?
The love was there.
I was by Grandma's side,
And we were
Glad.
Then there's the "Quotable Woman" book, and on and on.
My birthday.
I was turning fourteen.
Alzheimer's, but Grandma read the quotes,
loved them,
Read them with me, I believe.
Surely looked at the pictures.
Gave me the book.
So many quotes in there remind me of
Grandma.
Personality-wise,
Relationship-wise.
Even my rabbit,
Typically disliked, I love
For my grandma's interest in her.
Grandma petted his head,
Surprising.

As it was,
My parents' bedroom,
Where I was changing,
When Grandma walked in.
Horrifying at the time,
Now good --
A memory.
And perhaps most of all,
My home's front door,
Which tells the story of changing times.
Early on, it was
White.
Grandma entered
With her own key.
"Good morning darling Grandma."
Embraces.
"Please stay!"
Door now pink.
Mommy brought Grandma in.
Hugs,
Kisses,
Holidays,
Lunches,
Pure love though there weren't
Quotes,
Same door,
Just different colors,
But it always opened for Grandma.
Even when it stuck a little,
The door opened in the end.

Richard was born in Bay City to Anthony and Stephanie (Stefanski) Gruszynski (his last name was spelled Gruszcynski even though his father spelled his Gruszynski). On February 8, 1958, he was married to Doreen (Dody) Surgent. They had two children, Lori (b. 1959) and Richard (b. 1961). He and Dody divorced in 1971. In 1978 he was briefly married to Patricia Lewandowski. They were divorced shortly after marriage. Dick worked as an electrician for most of his life. He was a devout Catholic and had a strong devotion to St. Jude, whom he accepted as his patron saint. His father, Anthony, passed away in 1984. In 1990 Dick became ill with cirhossis of the liver. He was in the hospital several times before dying on Halloween. He left behind his two beloved children, two granchildren, his mother, and three brothers and a sister as well as a close friend Marion Goyk. Dick is remembered by those who knew him as being a caring man who had a great sense of humor. He was buried at Floral Gardens Cemetery in Bay City, Michigan.

Mr. Gruszynski was born to Vincent and Josephine (Kazmierski) Gruszynski in Bay City, MI. He was the youngest of five children. On May 14, 1928, he married Miss Stephanie Stefanski. They had five children: Robert (b.1929), Aloysius (b. 1932), Richard (1936-1990), Frank (b.1940) and Germaine (b. 1944). He farmed and worked as an electrician. He lived in Bay City for most of his life but also farmed in Munger from 1950 to 1956. He died at Bay Medical Center of a heart attack. He was 79. He is buried at St. Stanislaus Cemetery in Bay City. He was a lifelong Catholic.

Eugene Richard Grzeslo was more than just a man, he was a legacy. He bore six children and instilled in them values, pride and love to last generations. All that knew him were blessed. He was a man that put his family first despite all costs. He put his personal interests aside to help his family.
I will miss his love of life, his sage advice and most of all his stupid jokes.
Daddy, if you are listening, I love you more than anything!
((((HUGS, KISSES and LOVE ALWAYS & FOREVER))))
Lia