The Rev. William D. Haake left the earth at noon on 19 DEC 1996. Not an ordinary man, he was gifted with a knowledge of Theology, History, and mathematical abitlity. As a minister, he was active where many are passive. His paritioners could often be heard remarking that "Brother Bill" was so visible. He had a routine of going into the town every day, among the people he served. He was ever present for council and condolence. He is greatly missed by his former flock as well as his family. Bill Haake was a multi-talented man, and he had a charm which put one instantly at ease in his presence. He served his nation as a soldier. He was an incredible Tenor. He will always be my Father. I miss him more than words can express. He was always there when I needed to gain from his experience in life. It is only when someone is nolonger there that you truly appreciate what you had in them. He is my Father. I love you Dad! I miss you. Love, Your son, your protege' David

Rodney, everyone misses you. You have no idea how your death has affected everyone- not only those who knew you but everyone in the community, everyone who has a heart. Sadness fills me every time I think that you had to die so everyone would learn a lesson, and since you are gone, I pray that everyone does learn that lesson. I worry about your family and pray for them and hope they are okay and will stay okay. I didn't know you as I would have liked but I probably never would have. I know that you were very dear to many and we all mourn the loss of you. Your death has made reality set in and I hope that a tragedy like yours never happens again but I suppose that's too much to hope for. You have changed me and my outlook and I want you to know that. If you didn't know how much you were loved, I hope that you know now. I'm so sorry that this happened. You've really shown to me in my young life, how short and precious life really is. I hope that I can take your tragedy and appreciate my life and other's lives before they too are no longer with us.

Bill was my best friend. I miss him more everyday, particularly around the holiday season. It's true what they say, that life goes on, but it's never quite the same.

We all miss you so much!! You were the most thoughtful, beautiful individual ever encounter and you will be missed forever. Your spirit lives on in your stunning children. I pray you are safe and fulfilling your mission in the afterlife. I love you as do many others. You will live eternally in our hearts! Miss you and love you!

Lila Barr Hackney--- Ohio----- To a wonderful Mother, grandmother, and greatgrandmother. You are deeply missed and loved.. There is not a person on earth who is more giving or loving as you were... Its been 2 years and I miss you more and more all the time.. But I know you are happy with grandpa.. (Jack) Herbert Hackney (july of 1990) .Who we love just the same.. Love you! Renee' ( your granddaughter)

Dear Mummy Words can't express what you mean to me. It hurts so much that your not around. It hurted when you weren't there to see my exam results as I know you were looking forward to seeing the results. Not a day goes by when I don't think about you and how it hurts that your not around. I will always love you. Your sad daughter R

I will always miss you zizoo. you were the sweetest person and you will always be . I will do ziad haddad foundation and it will take care of all the people suffering from aplasic amnesia and leucimia. bye abou_el_ziz

Daddy,
I know you are in a much better place. I think of you often as do your beautiful grandsons. Life is ever changing and you still are the strength behind me. You are my angel, forever guiding me in the right direction. I will miss you always. -The Baby

Nicole Hadley was without a doubt one of the most loving people God ever created. Many of her friends today don't believe that Nicole was even human - we believe that she was an angel brought to earth to teach us something, everything about her was heavenly. She always had a smile on her face - always. She was 5'11" at the age of fourteen, and was on the basketball team at Heath High School. She loved Winnie the Pooh, No Doubt, and School House Rock. She always said that she wanted to be an organ donor when she died, to give others the chance to live a wonderful life like hers. One time, when some of her friends were having a discussion about relationships, she said that she could never work in one, because she loved all people the same. Another time, a girl at a school other than hers was participating in a marching band contest when she broke her drumstick while she was playing. Nicole, a clarinet player, went onto the field to compete for her school in the competition and upon seeing the drumstick on the ground, picked it up in the middle of her performance and carried it with her clarinet until she was off the field, costing her school's marching band to lose many points in the competition. After she walked off the field, she gave the half drumstick back to the girl, smiling and said "Sorry you broke your stick. You did a good job without one, though!" and walked off. One month later, while attending a prayer group before class at school, one of her best friends began shooting randomly in the hallway, and struck Nicole. She was brain dead until 10:00 pm that night, when her family decided to take her off life support. All of her friends (including her killer) were devistated. I personally take comfort in one thought, though. When the shooting began, a friend of Nicole's had just told a joke. She began to laugh so hard that she didn't even notice the shooting. Nicole died happy and laughing, just like she lived. After her death, her organs were donated, and she posthomously saved over half a dozen lives. God bless Nicole. Never forget.

Cornelius "Neal" Hagan - my father - was taken from us on Monday, May 28, 2001 - Memorial Day. He was 72 years old, had been married to Jeanette for almost 53 years. He died just 23 days short of their 53rd anniversary. He became a hospice patient in July, 1999 and so many times he was knocking on heaven's door but turned right back around and showed such an amazing strength to live each and every day he could. He fathered 11 children, was a loving and caring daddy, an adoring grandpa to 29 grandchildren and 12 great grandchildren. His strength came from all the love he had for all of us and the love we gave back to him. He will be sorely missed, it appeared that he was mroe ready than we were to be with God. God's Garden must be a beautiful place, because now it is graced with Daddy's smiling face. We love you always

You were taken from us way to soon. I miss you so much I ache inside. I miss you'r grin. I miss watching you play ball. I miss getting you ready for school. Most of all I miss having you tell me you love me. Sometimes I hurt so bad I feel like I just won't make it, but then I swear I hear you say "Don't cry mommy" then I can almost feel you'r arms around my neck hugging me and your lips on my face kissing me. Wesley I love and miss you very much.

Dearest Phillip, I miss you more than I ever thought it was possiable.I know that you are in a place where you are not in any pain.I only wish that you know that you are truely missed and much loved.While im sitting by the ocean and the wind is gently blowing,I will remember you,Or some football game is being aired on tv or just simply sitting alone looking out at the stars try to figure out what star was what.I love you and want you to know that I was so very honored to have you as a big brother. Love you Rhonda

Miss youu

Corey Ian Haim was born on December 23, 1971, to Julia and Bernie Haim, in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He has one older sister, Cari. A couple of his interests as a child included creating music on his keyboards and playing ice hockey. In fact, he was considering becoming a professional hockey player when, through an twist of fate, he was bitten by the acting bug while attending an audition with his sister.

In 1982, Corey scored a gig with a Canadian television series, "The Edison Twins." By 1984, young Corey had made his way to Los Angeles with the American film, FIRST BORN, co-starring Teri Garr and Peter Weller. Just a year later, Corey was slated for four more films!

It was in 1986 when he won hearts - and a rave review from Roger Ebert - for his role as the lovable title character in LUCAS: "He creates one of the most three-dimensional, complicated, interesting characters of any age in any recent movie. If he can continue to act this well, he will never become a half-forgotten child star, but will continue to grow into an important actor. He is that good" - Ebert.

Corey's charisma and talent then caught the eye of the acclaimed director, Joel Schumacher, which led to Corey's pivotal role in THE LOST BOYS.

After THE LOST BOYS, Corey also starred in LICENSE TO DRIVE and DREAM A LITTLE DREAM. During this time, Corey also made his production debut as executive producer of the films DEMOLITION HIGH and DEMOLITION UNIVERSITY and associate producer of FAST GETAWAY and LIFE 101.

When COREY wasn't busy filming, he enjoyed: participating in billiards, snowboarding, frisbee and other fun outdoor athletics like baseball, tennis and golf, and acrylic painting. He won first place in the LAPD Golf Tournament in 2000.

Corey's commentary can be seen on the dvd releases of LICENSE TO DRIVE Special Edition (2005) and THE LOST BOYS Special Edition (2004).

The two seasons of Corey's comedy/drama/scripted reality TV show (which he developed, wrote, part-owned, executive produced, and starred in) premiered on the A & E Network. This year, he went on tour with G Tom Mac (who wrote the famous song "Cry Little Sister" from The Lost Boys). He was also in a film which came to theaters April 2009--CRANK 2: HIGH VOLTAGE, which Corey co-stared as "Randy". His newest film is American Sunset in which he does a TERRIFIC job!

(-Bio by www.coreyhaim.us/ --and a little extra at the end was added in)

I loved you Billy.

The best Mother, funnest woman and prettiest gal in the world Your daughter loves you forever and always.

Beloved father and grandfather. Your family loves you and misses you. Kiss grandma and your daughter Diane. I know you're watching me from above.... how am I doin so far?

A memorial for gwen i know your now with your beloved mum and dad thank you for all the laughts we had together remembering the holiday awhile a go at vauxhall and the pool i will miss your kindness your gentleness and you thank you for the way you looked after theresa although it was not easy i know you did your best i know you are now with god as you were a catholic god bless you gwen and i will think of you often and the laughts we had toghther you me and pat god bless pat and kimxxxxxxxxx

A memorial message to gwen thinking of the times we had a while ago now by the pool at vauxhall holiday park thankyou for being such a kind person and for looking after theresa although it cant have been easy on your own i know you are with your beloved mum and dad now as you were catholic i know you are with god and our mother mary thinking of you gwen a very special friend god bless you pat and kim

To our baby that wasn't born: You were as real to us as if you had had that chance. We were waiting for you with such joy, and the end was so sudden and painful. You are still part of our hearts and always will be, and we are glad that we had you, in some way at least, for a little bit of time.

Scott was my only son and I miss him terribly. His death left a hole in my soul that can never be filled. Scott was born in Freeport, Illinois, son of Roger Paul Halbin and Nancy Lynne Turner Halbin. Grandson of Rosalie and William Turner, and Ralph and Evelyn Halbin. Scott left behind sisters, Heather Renee and Kristen Lynn. Aunt, Betsy (Kenneth) Oppold, Susan (Jeff) Ward, Angela Turner, Pat (Roger) Myers, and Uncles John (Kay) Halbin and William (Deb) Turner. Great Aunts, Mary (Otto) Osterburg, Ellen (Pat) Burch, Great Uncles, Ray (Ernestine) Webber, Ray (Mary) Turner, Jack (Peggy) Turner, Shirley (Gary) Olson, and many others too numerous to mention. He was a child that brought light where there was darkness, and loved all he met. He had a special bond with his sisters who adored him. There never should have been a death, let alone a tragic death like this. I hope his friends never forget what he went through and that they will learn and remember always. Scott wanted to be vet, and help all the animals of the world, yet he couldn't save his own life. No parent should have to lose a child. There's just something so unfair about it. I love you Scott. I don't know if Scott ever knew how many friends he had. The funeral home was over capacity for fire code, kids sat on the steps crying and they wrote letters, and made a video that were included in his casket, along with stuffed animals, and pictures to the point that the funeral home said nothing else could be added. Scott was special and will never be forgotten by those that knew him and many that never did. Good bye son, wait for me.

Beloved mother and grandmother. Lover of animals and gardens.

Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am a diamond glint on the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

It has been said that the star that burns twice as bright burns half as long. Stephen was a star who burned brighter than most.

Stephen affected the places he went with the things that he did, and the people he knew with the person that he was.

In the months before Stephen died, he was the happiest that he had been for a long time. There were three main reasons for this. He was with Tracey, a woman he loved dearly, who loved him as much. He was living on a boat, something he had wanted to do for a long time, since working in a marina and learning to sail. Finally, he was doing a job he liked, and by working for a charity, felt he wasn't 'selling out' to the system.

Wherever Stephen was and whatever he was doing, he always acquired a circle of friends and maintained those friendships long after he and they had moved on to other places and other things.

Someone talking about Stephen said that he had 'lived a lifetime in 25 years' and many other people expressed a similar sentiment.

Stephen's inquisitive nature and sense of adventure made him want to see and experience more of the world. Unlike most of us however, he had the resourcefulness, if not always the resources, to actually do it.

All of Stephen's travels have two things in common : they all turned into adventures for one reason or another and Stephen always came back with a deeper understanding of people and of life. His trip to Mexico, in particular, so affected him that he wrote a book about his experiences there when he returned home. Stephen made the decisions about where to go and what to do, but those choices, in turn, influenced him and made him the man that he was.

Stephen was a very imaginative person and his imagination manifested itself in many ways. As a boy it was expressed through drawing, a gift he possessed all his life. In his teens, the arrival of home computers allowed Stephen another outlet for his imagination. While most of his contemporaries were playing games and not much else, Stephen had read the manual and was writing programs. Stephen loved music, both listening to it and playing it, and later writing his own songs with his guitar.

Stephen's interest in books and in writing started at more or less the same time. When he read, it was for education as often as it was for relaxation. When he wrote, his experiences coupled with his imagination and sense of humour, meant that what he wrote was invariably gripping and entertaining.

In contrast to his adventurous side, Stephen possessed a humanity and gentleness of spirit which manifested itself in many different ways. Many of his friends and family have said how easy he was to be with and what good company he was. Some saw this in the conversations they had with him, in the things he cared about and the way he talked about them, others saw it in the way they felt comfortable spending time with him in silence. It is relatively easy to find someone to talk to, much harder to find a person you can be quiet with in comfort. That person was Stephen. He would always try to help you if he could, from practical assistance to just being someone you could call on for company.

In a way, those of us in Stephen's family are the most fortunate, as we knew him for 25 years.

He loved his family and his family loved him.

No son or brother will be missed more.

Everyone misses you so much! We don't know why they took you from us the way they did and when they did. You were too young to go. I'm sorry that nobody has found out who those awful people who did this to you are.

I remember your glow all the time~ I regret not being closer to you. You were always smiling or laughing. I'm sorry that nobody was there for you that horrible night.

I don't know what else I can say to you, except that I miss you. You were a wonderful person, and I know that we will never forget you.

Rest In Peace...

Thank you Daddy for your unconditional love that you gave to me when I least deserved it. Thank you Daddy for the many years of being by my side as I grew up. Thank you Daddy for teaching me that my Heavenly Father loves me And Most of all..... Thank You Daddy for showing me God's love through you. Your Daughter Eternally, Sheryl Elaine XOXOXO (Daddy use to always look for these marks on any letters or cards I would send to him)

Beloved husband of Mary E Armstrong, father of Irene and Barbara, grandfather of Lori, Sherry, Susan and Melanie

My Aunt Mary was one of the most special people I have ever known. She taught me so many things that will help guide me through my life. Every person I have met that knew her, has always said what a special lady she was, and how lucky we all were for having her touch our lives with her warmth and love. I have never known someone to face death with such courage, and acceptance. She was and is a source of inspiration, and she will live in my heart always.

In memory of my mother, daughter of John R Armstrong and Lucy Jane Winegarden. Mother of Irene and Barbara, grandmother of Lori and late Sherry, Susan and Melanie

my dad, for every one to now how much i loved him and how much i will miss him.

rip dad till we meet again xxxxx

A million times we've needed you, a million times we've cried. If love could have saved you, you never would have died. If all the world was ours to give, we would give it, yes, and more to see you coming up the steps and walking through the door, to hear your voice, to see you smile, to sit and talk with you awhile. To be with you the same old way, would be our fondest day. A heart of GOD stopped beating, two smiling eyes closed to rest; GOD broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best. We love and miss you deeply. Dad, Candy,Margie, Debbie, Grandma

Gram you were the strongest person I have ever known in my entire life. I think that the reason why I sent to this earth was to make sure that I knew the kind of person everyone hopes to be. I will miss you very very much and I know that I will see you again at the big gates in the sky. I love you and miss you, your great granddaughter, Jennifer Marie.

You have made a difference in my life And for that I am greatful Beverly

When someone you love becomes a memory,
the memory becomes a treasure....My baby girl Hannah-Lee sadly passed away in hospital after her and her twin brother had become ill, her twin brother fought for his life but sadly hannah-lee couldnt, You are in our heart's forever baby girl you will be missed by many baby girl, by mummy, daddy and your brothers and sister and uncle and aunties, we love you baby girl and you will always be in our hearts, love always, mummy, daddy and brothers, sisters, auntie katie and auntie shantel and uncle david xxx

A loving husband, father, grandfather and great grandfather. You are heaven and earth, and we are all richer for having had you in our lives. The warmth of your touch has never left our hearts. Wherever the garden grows there to we see your smile.

To my momma, who I miss very much. Here is a little poem that I wrote about you: You left me one cold Saturday night, You took God's hand and walked into the night. I know that we will be together again someday, As for now you are only a memory away.

I miss you. you are a very sweet person. but you are in a better place now. I love you

Jeremy....I miss seeing those baby blues...I miss you. You and Ruth and Nathan and Brandon are all in a much better place. My grandma joined you recently and is taking care of you guys. There is one thing I have to tell you...I did what you told me to and it worked! I love you and will see you again.

Jennifer

My sweet grandma who lived a very long life. You are missed and loved. Melinda

She was a great friend, and was always there to comfort us when we needed her. We'll never forget you Mugsy!

All our lives were like canvas, all faded and white. Then when you came along and painted them bright you decorated our lives.

She was a very sweet, giving woman who died in a car accident.. she was teacher of the year the yr she died.. I was a student of hers 1996-1997... I will not forget the day when i heard she died in a car accident.. I was crying hysterically!!! Just a week before she died, her house burned down, I feel bad about all the events that happened right before she died!!!
Mrs. Hall, u will be missed!!!
Love always,
Haley

Roscoe Hall was born on August 30, 1919 to Ada-Ruth and William Lewis Hall in Covington, GA. He departed this life on Friday May 8,1998. He is outlived by nine of his thirteen children: Eula Turner, Mozelle Hall, Ruth Hall, Ada-Mae Williams, Charles Hall, Lawrence Hall, Lonnie Hall, Pecola Jenkins, and Christine Gertrude Reed. He also leaves to mourn 35 grandchildren and 19 greatgrandchildren. 'Though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil.'

Hey I really miss you. I hope we get to be togeather again sometime soon. I hope you understand that I will alwys be with you forever. When you left me all I felt was pain, but I think about everything you have taught me and everything gets a little better. Thats all I realy have to say exept I love you very much.

Love always
Ciera
Marie
Perkins

sweet baby, how I long to hold you unarmed~ off love's war-torn battlefield~ without the devices we use for torture: our words, our guise of disgust or indifference. instead, we dance around hidden shells~ many which were placed in the arena during previous wars: the experiences of childhood, scars from former lovers, our prior indiscretions with one another.... I wish you could savor the delicate rose which is me,without having to bear the wounds of my treacherous thorns.even your tough hide bleeds from their cuts of casual causticism. apparently, your flesh is still not enough to satisfy my self-hatred/destruction. oh, no.... I demand that you crucify yourself on my thorns, begging you as you gently wipe the tears of dew from the petals... please, hold me... love me.... forgive me... save me.... even Jesus, broken, asked God why he had been foresaken by the One who loved him most.... I am surprised you still hold this rose. it should long ago have been placed under your boot heel as you walked away. in

When I moved to my current home I was 8 years old. I didn't know anybody at my church. I didn't have any best friends. Tiffany quickly became that best friend. Tiffany was a friendly, lively, selfless, sweet girl. At 8 years old, she got a rare, deadly form of cancer. She did well and everyone thought she was recovering. Then, on February 15, my family got a call from her family that Tiffany had died. I was crushed. I miss her a lot and I always will. I will always remember Tiffany as my best friend. Tiffany, I love you and can't wait to see you again. Thank you for being my best friend when I needed one. I miss you.

Dean was a loving man and a wonderful fiance and father. He was always pleasant and quick to help others in need. He made sure that his fiance was happy all of the time and it was making a happy home for himself, Amanda and their son that he was taken from them in an automobile accident. He will be missed by all that knew him and met him. Amanda and Joshua miss him a lot and carry his memory proudly with them day by day.

I loved you so much, even tho u didnt believe me, I mis u greatly even tho I shouldnt. You lied & cheated on me probably for the whole 8 yrs, & Y? Because u couldnt admit u were gay! Now, after all this time after all the rude cruel & terrible things u said to me, making me believe it was me when all along it was you I am laying u to rest so I can move on with my life & maybe just maybe find a partner & best friend that will let ME lean on them instead of the other way around. I hope u rot in hell u bastard!

Robert Haller was the owner and trainer of many "GRANDNITE CHAMPION" Redtick hounds. The most well known is "STONE COLD MANDY". Robert was born in the poor coal mining town of Barackville, Wv.

I just wanted to remember my dad and I hope that he knows that is in my heart forever. He fought a tough fight with cancer and kept his spirits high right up to the end. He taught me to fight all the evil things that life will throw in your way. He always meant what he said and said what he meant. His famous saying was A man was only as good as his word.He tried to keep us from knowing his pain, and I never showed him the pain I was feeling everyday that he was sick but even though I miss him today as much as when he left us, I know he is at peace in a better place,and I know he is making us a home when it is our turn to go home but until then I love you dad forever.

Gentle branches made of gold, a whirl of white, the night entombed. Be not sad in thought, your thoughts one day shall cease. It does not matter how nor why...genltle braches shall enfold thee......

Life will never, never be the same.

We miss you a lot Marianne but we are happy that you are no longer suffering. As Marie said when I told her you died, "At least Mommy doesnt hurt anymore."

"Ar deis De a raibh a n-anam"

In memory of a loving husband to 'Tine' and father to Arthur, Harold and Janith. We miss you.

Thank you for being my wife, my friend, my lover.
Some day we'll meet again. You were my angel here, and now
you are my guardian angel. How do I cope without you...
Thank you for all of the wonderful memories!
You were only 31... Life was to short...
Good bye my love... I will never forget you...
Love Paul (Your Husband)

In memory of a thoughtful and loving Nan. So many memories to look back on. All my love, Graham.

'Lissa, I don't know what else to do, I'd rather do anything than write these words for you and perpetuate this thing. And, I don't like to feel so weak, hiding behind these blinds... I long just to kiss your cheek, I'm sad that these empty arms are mine. In my house, in my living room, with the usual arsenal of candles lit and portraits hung, I relive it all. And I don't like to feel this way, this is really true. I know better than to pray now, about what I just have to learn to do. But imagine the nerve of God for letting me let you in... I thought I could let you go in grace, I'd better think again. Because, right now I'd be bought and sold, just to see your face somewhere, I would sell my very soul, just to touch your sweet, sweet red-gold hair. I don't know what I should feel, you were someone sent from above. I saw heaven in your eyes, and you made it real... that's what I know of love. I don't know what else to do, I'd rather be anywhere... than here, without you...

Every day that has passed me by i have always thought of you the too most wonderfull grandparents anybody could wish for, i no you watch me from time to time i can feel your presence... god i miss you so much , so till we meet again ...... x ciao x

Lowell Hambric of Tiburon, who achieved a lifelong dream of graduating from college at the age of 86, died in his sleep at home of natural causes. He was 94. A native of the California Gold Country town of Jackson, Mr. Hambric began studying piano as a boy. While still in high school, he worked as a pianist in the bar of the local National Hotel and at the cinema, where he performed the sound track for movies. After dropping out og UC Berkeley in 1922 to support his family, he began a 20 year career in purchasing and procurement for two California firms. He was married in 1933 to the former Neva Esgate of Riverside California. When he was laid off in a 1952 corporate merger at the age of 50, he started a new career with the US State Dept./USAID. He travelled and worked in Iran, India, Cambodia, Ecuador, Liberia, Korea and South Vietnam. He was awarded a medal for his work in Vietnam which was confiscated by the U.S. Govt. When he retired in 1971 he had mastered nine foreign languages. Most recently, he had been learning Croatian. He moved to Tiburon, CA and enrolled in the College of Marin receiving his AA at the age of 80. He then went to Dominican College and in 1989 he received his BA. He was a member of the National French Honorary Society, Pi Delta Phi. Mr. Hambric is survived by a daughter, Madeleine Lowney of Corte Madera, CA; a son John Hambric of Leesburg, VA, 4 grandchildren and one great grandson. Remembrances may be made to Senior Access, 72 Kensington Road, San Anselmo, CA 94960.

Randi, we love and miss you very much. Kathy and I wish you were here but know that you are happier where you are and are waiting for us. We look forward to seeing you again one day.

Love Mom and Kathy

To my sweet little girl, on the 15th anniversary of her birth. I miss you still and always will. I never loved anyone as much as I loved you and never will, I don't believe. You taught me so much more than I taught you in your short lifetime. I am proud to be your mother, my little Schnookums. You suffered so in the end and for that, I am so sorry. I should have let you go sooner than I did. That is my only regret. But the hospital lied and kept saying you had a chance; you didn't. I will never ever forget you; you were the most beautiful little girl in the whole world. Thank you for being my daughter.

To the greatest boy friend and friend I ever had Terrel Philliph Hamilton. You left to soon and it was known to late. You are in our hearts always and will be in our prayers forever, You are an inspirtion to me and to us all. You are wonderful even though your no longer here with me, I really do love you and I always will. Stay with me look over us all we miss you dearly. I love you so much and again we do miss you and we always will. To the graetest football player at Caledonia, MS that ever walked on the field. We love you number 81!!! Stay true, WE LOVE YOU!

Dad, It's the time of year the flags are near. We'll always remember you. With Love, your loving family

To the most wonderfully compassionate grandmother god ever created, my grandmother, Corene Smith Hamilton. Born to Emmaline and Spencer Smith in Charleston, Mississippi, Corene bore 16 children, including my mother, Lenell Armelia Hamilton, who preceded her in death. This is just to say, i miss you big mama. And I love you. Derrick R. Hamilton

We will always love you Heather

My loving mother and friend. She was always a teacher, even in the end. I continue to look for the lessons in her death. How I miss you, Mom...love, Lori.

Sherri had a cheerful dispostion in spite of her illness which kept her housebound. She was an amazing artist and wise beyond her years.She always had time for the people she loved. She was my daughter and best friend and I miss her laughter and company. She will always be missed by me, her dad, sister Tammi, Nancy and Keith and her friends Dani, Wendy and Toby. Our lives will never be the same without her.May whatever Gods may be keep her safe and happy 'till we meet again.Love always and forever xx00.

To My Mom: I love and miss you dearly. I know you'd like this poem. (Mary) Safely Home I am home in Heaven, dear ones; Oh, so happy and so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light. All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever, Safely home in Heaven at last. Did you wonder I so calmly Trod the valley of the shade? Oh! But Jesus' love illuminated Every dark and fearful glade. And He came Himself to meet me In that way so hard to tread; And with Jesus' arm to lean on, Could I have one doubt or dread? Then you must not grieve so sorely, For I love you dearly still; Try to look beyond earth's shadows, Pray to trust our Father's Will. There is work still waiting for you, So you must not idly stand; Do it now, while life remaineth- You shall rest in Jesus land. When that work is all completed, He will gently call you Home; Oh, the rapture of that meeting, Oh, the joy to see you come! Evelyn was born to Peter and Elizabeth (Block) Helwig at Waubay, SD. She married Wallace M. Hamman October 25, 1949. She is survived by her husband and 5 daughters Jane Skatvold and her husband Roger and daughter Vicki. Mary Gregerson and her husband Loris and their children Jay, Clint and Desirae Gregerson. Faye Anderson and her husband Gene and children Eric and Sara. Ruby Hamman and her daughters Laura and Renee Hamman. Joan Johnson and her husband Randy. Two sons Allen Hamman and Wallace A. Hamman and his wife Diane and children Lance, Michele, Jody, Patricia and Steven.

Robin was young woman who died a tragic death. She was married on October 5, 1996 and was diagnosed with ovarian cancer one week later. She fought for 2 long, hard years. She was my neighbor. I will miss you Robin. I wish I would have known you better. It was difficult for me to accept your cancer. I finally accepted it this summer, and I am glad we shared a few happy times . You are with God and His Angels now. You were buried on the feast of St. Michael,Rapheal and Gabriel. That is a sure sign you are an angel Robin. So many people will miss you. I admired your courage Robin.

In loving memory of David Hammond. Born October 29, 1958 became our angel on Father's Day June 16, 2002. Our lives are forever changed because of you! Nothing can compare to the love and laughter you gave us. The good times and the bad. You were taken from us far too soon. From the time of diagnosis of a malignant brain tumor on 9/18/01 until death you never questioned why, your sense of humor constantly amazed us. Though every fiber of my being wants you back, I know that you are still with me in everything I do.
Bub, I love you always! To the sky and back!
I miss my friend, the one my heart and soul confided in. The one I felt the safest with. The one who knew just what to say, to make me laugh again. To let the light back in. I miss my friend.
Bub, we treasure the memories of when you were here and will carry you in our hearts to ensure that you stay near. To the sky and back, our love will follow you into heaven. All of our love for always
Leesa, Baby Girl, Chubbs, and Buckwheat

Dad - I miss you very much. I just wish that you could have seen your grandchildren. They're the only thing that keep me going. People never knew how bad I felt when you passed away. I had to hold everything inside. But deep inside I was hurting. I cried myself to sleep at night. That's the only time that I could let it all out. You were a friend to everyone. I don't think you ever met a person that you didn't like. And they all liked you too. I just wish that you were here now. Everyone misses you! I miss the talks we used to have. Now when I want to talk to you, I visit your gravesite. But its not the same. I'd give anything to hear your voice again. I love you Dad! Your Son: Don

My beloved mother passed away due to complications of pneumonia. She was 89 years old. But she did come with us into the 21st Century. I loved her very much and was deeply devoted to her through her chronic illness of the past eight years. She was born in Chicago, Ill. Her parents were Arthur and Anne. My mother spent most of her later life in Whittier and La Habra, CA. near Los Angeles. Her last three years were spent on the hi-desert of California near Joshua Tree. She passed away in Victorville, CA. Her husband of 60 years was William Hampton. She raised three children and was a God revering woman. She always loved dog especially. I will deeply miss her always. I love you, Mother.

It has been over two years now since you left,and it still seems like today! theres only one good thing about it sis and that is that now I "know" I have felt the ultimate pain,there is nothing that could ever hurt more than when you left me, I miss you so much words can never say. LOVING YOU ETERNALY. YOUR SIS CINDY.

Mickey went to be with our Lord Jesus Christ on May 7th 2004.
We will miss him dearly.
He leaves to carry on his wife Linda Francine Hampton of 9 years,of the home. His loving and very specail son of the home Micky Mckinley Hampton Jr.
Three other children Joey M. Hampton of Florida.
Ryan M. Hampton (brother) of Walnut Cove.
And his specail daughter Brittany E. Hampton of Walnut Cove.
His parents of Walnut Cove Mr.& Mrs.H.M.Hampton
Two specail sisters, Mrs.Cynthia Colville& Mrs. Anita Tilley.
We all miss you so bad God be with you!
I Love You
Linda

It's been 25 years and I still miss you so much. You were the greatest grandmother anyone could ever have. I'll never forget the holidays at your house, especially Christmas. Holidays have never quite been the same since then. I'll never forget how much you loved your children and grandchildren, your sense of humor and the many ways you showed us how much you cared. When I die, I hope yours is the first face I'll see. We all love you very, very much. Judy

Known as 'Charlie' to his friends and family. Was an Electrician during his working life, also a very good Signwriter. Very comical man without trying to be funny! Husband to Beryl, Dad to Angela and Charles, Granddad to Angelo and Nick, Father-in-Law to Peter and Janetta. Was taken from us with Lung Cancer, but luckily had no pain. Good night, God bless Dad, we all miss ya. XX

To Mugo~Kotis from Rumple~Frygirl. I love you and I miss you. Things are so hard with out you. Not everyone realized what they had with you in their lives, until it was too late. Thank God the last words I said were "I Love You." At least I can say you knew, and you could feel the love I had for you. I have often been told that I married the wrong brother, who knows maybe I did, but I would have rather known you the way I did, then taking the possibility of changing the future.
You were the most wonderful, kind, caring, person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. Just remember "my blushing bride" I love you. Thanks for the snow and all the wonderful memories.
I love you always Yoshi,
Shawna Marie

My Darling, most Precious and Beloved little Daughter, Michaela Kristina,

I lost you at 11 weeks gestation, my lovely angel. I would give anything, within this entire Universe, to have you here with me, once again. For a short while, it appeared as though, perhaps, a miracle occurred, and your beautiful life had been spared. Quite sadly, however, this joy was not to be.

My Sweetest little Darling, please always know how very dearly your Mummy will always love you!!! I so greatly cherished each and every moment, of each and every day, that I carried you inside me. Although you were a part of me, for only a very short time, you taught me about many beautiful aspects of life, which I otherwise may never have known.

I am deeply comforted by the knowledge that you are now in the loving embrace of your most preciously, dearly beloved Great-Oma and Great-Opa. My heart takes much solace, for I know that your cherished and treasured great-grandparents will be able to provide you with all of the love and endearment, which your preciously angelic heart can handle.

You shall forever live onward, within my very Heart and Soul, my Precious Darling! My beloved, most glorious and beautiful Michaela Kristina, you will always be Mummy's very blessed and special little girl.

With All of My Eternal Love and Heartfelt Endearment,

Forever Your Most Loving and Devoted Mummy xxxxxooooo

In memory of Detective-Constable Billy Hancox, age 32, who was killed in the line of duty while working undercover in Toronto last Tuesday night. You left behind a beautiful young wife, two year old daughter, and an unborn son, due in three weeks. Though I am only a volunteer with the Ottawa-Carleton Regional Police and not a sworn officer, my heart aches for your family and the law enforcement family. Every year, we hope there will be no names added to the Memorial at Parliament Hill, and we almost made it, if not for your ultimate sacrifice. Over 10,000 people attended your funeral, and many more watched it on TV and on the internet, myself included. I will be there this September, when your name is added to the Memorial wall. As you were eulogized yesterday, we who did not know you in life got to know what a wonderful man you were. We are all comforted in knowing that the women who are charged with stabbing you are now in jail, awaiting justice, and we have faith in our justice system, as does your family. Your children will grow up hearing stories of what a fine man you were. I pray your wife Kim has the strength and support to go on. Your death touched our whole country, as well as people around the world. Hopefully your death will not be in vain, justice will be served, and citizens around the world will have more respect for their officers who are sworn to serve and protect. You are sadly missed, and ever remembered.

Reverend William Oscar Hand Sr. Was my Father, my best friend, and a man who loved everyone, and only asked to be loved in return. He left this earth with a smile on his face , ending his life the way he lived it, with faith and hope.When my time comes to leave this life, it will be his memory that has sustained me . I, My Mother, and sisters, and everyone who knew him miss him and remember him with love.

Your kind spirit lives on here on Earth in everyone who new you. Thank you for all the great times we shared together. We are all very proud you because you accomplished a lot in your short time with us. We miss you. Dad, Mom & Holly

I only knew Joshua Paul Handziak for about 5 months, but he was the kind of guy that you latch onto right away. I still remember the day that Katy called me to let me know that he had died. Everyone was devastated. Hardly anyone ever gave Josh a chance. He was a true hippy born in the wrong decade. We will all miss you so much. Freebird If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me. Well I must be travelling on now cause there's too many places I've got to see. If I stay here with you girl, things just couldn't be the same. Cause I'm as free as a bird now, and this bird you cannot change.

To you Mema, wife of Cecil W. Wright for 57 years, I write this poem:

So often we sit puzzled, of why we let things go,
why we never show the things we know we need to show.
Only when there is no choice and time has gone too far,
Is when we're all left saddened with emotions and a scar.
A sudden jolt of pain now, my heart is broke in two,
One of my great Love's in life is now among God's crew.
I love you Mema, and miss you more than I could ever see,
I stand here now, with heavy tears, angry at just me!
All the things I should have said now hold me like a slave,
For now these things I have to say while kneeling by her grave.....

I love you Mema with all my heart. May you be resting peacefully in Heaven with no more pain...:-(
All my love until I see you again:Your Grandaughter, Krysti

A troubled, but very loving and caring young man who died much too young, leaving a wife and three young daughters, parents, sister, brothers. He is deeply missed.

A fine, intelligent, talented young man taken in the prime of his life. Missed more than words can say Mom and family

To my wonderful brother.

You'll always be in my heart - keep partying, wherever you are.

Love

Big Sister
xox

Geoff was buried on March 24th 1997 following a funeral service at St. Thomas's Church, Ellesmere Port. He was the same old Geoff until the last two weeks of his illness and is greatly missed by all his friends in Ellesmere Port and Bath in England and Why in Arizona.

She was a good grandmother and although she could be a bit "annoying" we shall always carry her in our harts , Her grandson and granddaughter : Sébastien and Laurence Her daughter : Myriam Her son-in-law: Raoul

~sits alone in the dark..wondering if the nightskye should go on... or should become another lost denizin of the basement..and just simply post her farewell...~sigh~ love doesn't haunt around these walls anymore...or if He does...it is not in a form i know Him as...maybe it's better if she, the nightskye joins her love, and slowly perishes...into a swirl of starlight and mist...~ ~sighs softly wondering if One is really gone from me..or simply a charade...because i was too loving...because i told Him...maybe i shouldn't have..yet..He told me first...maybe i shouldn't have needed him so much...i wonder if i'll love like that again...or if it's a dance i should forget...tis as star crossed lovers we were...souls divided...never to be joined...yet again in this life it was not ment for us to be together...maybe the God and Goddess will be more kind the next go 'round to love again...in some way's would seem wrong..to dishonor that man with anothers kiss..with anothers embrace i don't know if my body could react in the way it should or would just hate me for letting another need me the way He did. is that wrong? i know if i died..He would love again...maybe not in the same way...but He would yet...could i...tasting such pure love at a young age maybe i loved too intensely and that drove Him from me...maybe the Goddess knows i cannot be truly loved... my last email to Him was called if tomorrow never comes...if i had known that would be the last it would have said what i wanted to say to Him even now..that i love him...that i adore his hieght...and wit...even the *G* (big grin) Richard, i know if Your really there..You are watching what' i'm saying, and know that i'll alway's love You, that my children will know of You...of the greatest man i never knew...for i didn't truly know You...i knew bits and pieces of You....and loved those..i saw your tender side when You cried and told me of Emma, i saw the heart break when Cherie crashed and i saw the joy when You told me of Your new plane..Lori...named after me...tis fitting..and poetic justice that a lorry is what killed YOu, and Lori that You loved...and Lori that will take You on Your final flight into oblivian Your love of flying scared me, i knoew what you were doing was saving the world but alli wanted was you close..i ment it when i said i didn't know if i can go on with out You...and You said "You can, goodbye for now" had i know that that was our final good bye..i would have cherished it even more than i did at the time...the more i think about it the more i know that i'll never fully inderstand the man that made You....but i know i long to know more..and to hold on to each and every second we had together...talking about giving Rufie chocolate and You teaching me to dance...and to "hunt with my heart" to follow and track ....was that why i knew You? because you loved to hunt more than life...and that was why i needed to live...to hunt...so i can learn to be closer to nature? ~looks down to the drink in my hand~ dr. pepper...eh..if it were You it would have whiskey in it...or at least something a TICH bit stronger..or it would be coffee!! mmmm coffee!!! i still would love to see that great big friend of Yours drink coffee and remark about the expecially nice blend of beans...*sighs* the song on the radio is one i sang t o You when you called...how do i help you to say good bye...lifes about changin nothing ever stays the same....it's okay to hurt..and it's okay to cry...come let me hold you...and i will to try... how can i helo you to say good bye? time will ease my pain...but how long will it be? will You return again? or will i live to be old and not have the chance to love One like You again? Your soul needs to rest Richard..i don't want to rush it back to me...i know You learned Your lessons early...i just wish we had learned a few together...i'd like to teach You somethings that i understand but know You don't i wanted to show You my cave....and show You how to catch water on Your nose...i wanted to be there when Your first child was born...now i know You'll just be there when mine is born...help me love again...make me...force if You need too..don't let me get stagint...and crash and burn... the dance just played..i asked them too...it fits You so well...you lived life to the fullest...and thank god..that you didn't know that monday would be your last someday i'll visit the night rose planted by where You rest...or at least Your head stone...and lay a tender kiss on it...as i loved You...and will...a rose so much like me night/light...soft and tender..yet full of briars...someday i'll saw off the briars and have a soft soul that One can have... Richard loved everyone...sweet..adorable Richard... the world was lucky to have Him

It's just not the same anymore, without you here Blake. We miss your smile, and hugs, and "I Love You", always a part of you. With your never-ending compassion and true heart of gold you must have been too good to be here, so God took you home. Our wish for you, our dearest Blake, is joy, peace and happiness for all eternity. We all miss you deeply. You have a nephew now, Jamen Scott, that loves looking at your picture. We think of you every day Blake . Our prayers are always with you, until "one sweet day" when we will walk in fields of gold together. We wish you were here Blake. All our love, hugs and kisses. Mom, Brooke, and Rachel.

To "My Sunshine" My Son, you continue to be my guiding light and my inspiration. Because you touched me with your bright spirit, you have enabled me to guide others to the light. I love you my split-apart.

Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am a diamond glint on the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

-- An old makah indian poem.

Nest builder and weaver of dreams -
Viking prince from another time
Striding into the Tucson sun unblinking
Eyes -- clear blue,
Firmly fixed on the Rincon Mountains.

Twice killed by captors and their bacillus,
He sprang at life with mighty zest --
To savor, to woo, to build towers to
the fates who let him pass.

Spare of body and of word but grasping
his rapier of integrity
He carved his world and made it
full and soft and generous.

He spun frosting in the clouds -
Leaned to earth to offer nectar to the birds,
Painted with a pallette of delight
And ever worshipped you--

Gordon

After nearly a dozen years without you, I still miss you strongly. No longer a wound, but a bruise. An ache, not a stab. I wish you could have seen and played with your grandkids. I wish I could share your wisdom, and tell you how I've come to realize how hard things must have been for you. Thanks for doing the best you could and helping me to get to a place where I can do better. Now I'm helping my kids do better still. I love you and miss you terribly.

Mom - We miss you more than words can say. We're trying to comfort each other as you would want us to, but it just isn't the same. You're in our thoughts countless times each day, and in our conversations many times each day. We just wish that we could hear your laughter instead of having to remember it and that we could hear your voice instead of saying your words to ourselves. S.

To a wonderful man we admired and respected, you are in our thoughts always. We miss your wonderful stories and jokes. Love you..Al and Ann

"A butterfly comes into our life and flies beside us like a sunbeam. For a brief moment its glory and beauty belongs to our world, and then it flies on again. Though we wished it could have stayed, we feel so lucky to have seen it." Lou...

Dear Michael,

now it's almost exactly four weeks since you've left me here alone. Four weeks and it seems to me as if it would have been yesterday that I was watching on TV these planes crash into the World Trade Center knowing you are in there.

I only want to say I love you! You were everything for me, my world and my life. I've never met someone like you before and I want to thank you so much for everything you've done for me and for those four wonderful years we shared and spent together. Tomorrow is October 9 - the day we wanted to get married and I don't know how I shall make it through that day ... And in November our little baby (Michelle) will be born. I wish you could be here to be with us. But I know you are somewhere up above watching us. I loved you with all my heart and soul and still do Michael. And I miss you so much it hurts - every second of every day and night. You will always have a special place in my heart and I know I will never love someone the way I loved you. I think I will never ever fall in love again. Love and miss you always with all my heart and soul ...Sonja

I'd never said more than "Hi!" to you but I wish I could tell you how much you have affected my life. You were loved much more than you'll ever know. You've touched so many because of you and your tragic death. Your death was senseless but I hope that so many others will learn from your mistakes. I saw your family and your brother (who looks identical to you) and I had this deep, overwhelming feeling - to put it lightly- and I have never felt as touched as I did then. If I felt so completely confused and unsure of our lives, then I can't even imagine the grief and sorrow that your family felt. I wonder if you were told that you were loved as much as you should have been told. I hope you know now how precious you were. I was sitting in the church and crying and listening to the pastor and then a baby started cooing. I thought it was extremely uplifting. The baby had no idea of the sorrow and loss. The innocence was sweet and the sound of the new life reminded me of the beginning of life even though you were at your end. I was remindee of how precious and sweet life is. I'm sorry that you'll never be able to live your life as you should have but I'm thankful that you lived happily. This may sound cliche, but you did make everyone smile and laugh and truly brighten their lives. Mitch has told me several stories and adventures that the two of you had and we both laugh and share in your memory. You were so full of life and I hope that we can learn from you and remind ourselves to be joyous and full of life also.

To Our Dad, who we will always admire and respect, rest in peace! Who's courage through life will carry him through his afterlife where he may at last walk with the Great One.

The Twenty Third Psalm (An Indian version)

The Great Father above a Shepherd Chief is. I am His and with Him I want not. He throws out to me a rope and the name of the rope is love and He draws me to where the grass is green and the water is not dangerous, and I eat and lie down and am satisfied. Sometimes my heart is very weak and falls down but He lifts me up again and draws me into a good road. His name is Wonderful. Sometime, it may be very soon, it may be a long long time, He will draw me into a valley. It is dark there, but I'll be afraid not, for it is between those moountains that the Shepherd Chief will meet me and the hunger that I have in my heart all through life will be satisfied. Sometimes He makes the love rope into a whip, but afterwards He gives me a staff to lean upon. He spreads a table before me with all kinds of foods. He put His hand upon my head and all the "tired" is gone. My cup He fills till it runs over. What I tell is true. I lie not. These roads that are "away ahead" will stay with me through this life and after; and afterwards I will go to live in the Big Teepee and sit down with the Shepherd Chief forever.

I will remember you for the rest of my life. Never before has any one person touched anothers life as you did mine.I thought that you walked on water. You taught me things that I carry with me to this day and I am so grateful for everything. You were my teacher, my friend, my hero.
Some day I will see you again and I will thank you. They say that to teach is to touch a persons heart forever.....how right they were...

Thank You, Mr Hardie, from the bottom of my heart. I won't forget you.

xx

Courtney Alan Hardt died in an auto accident on his way to his last day of school. The day before he had been elected President of his High Scool Senior Class of 1997. He was a person deeply devoted to those around him and loved people. He was an honor student and gave to this world more in 17 years than most people do in a lifetime. He was our only child and words cannot express our loss not only to ourselves but to the community and world in which he made more beautiful by sharing his life.

AMANDA KAY HARDWICK................AGE 20

DIED AT 1:30PM MONDAY MAY 29,2000 AT BLOOMINGTON HOSPITAL

BORN IN PAOLI,INDIANA SHE WAS THE DAUGHTER OF TOM AND ELIZABETH (PITTS) HARDWICK...

SHE WORKED AT PDQ RENTALS IN BEDFORD.SHE WAS A 1999 GRADUATE OF MITCHELL HIGH SCHOOL.

SHE WAS A MEMBER OF THE 39TH STREET CHRISTIAN CHURCH,OF BEDFORD

SURVIVING ARE HER PARENTS; TOM HARWICK OF ORLEANS AND ELIZABETH WESSEL OF HOUSTON TEXAS:ADOPTIVE MOTHER SHELLY STALKER HARDWICK OF BEDFORD;ONE SISTER SAMMI JO SERRANO OF HOUSTON TEXAS;TWO HALF SISTERS;MARY AND HEATHER EVERETT OF DAYTON OHIO;A DAUGHTER AMAYA KAY HARWICK-MORRIS OF BEDFORD HER FIANCE',JAY MORRIS OF BEDFORD PATERNAL GRANDPARENTS;MARVIN AND MARLENE HARDWICK OF BEDFORD MATERNAL GRANDPARENTS ARTHUR PITTS OF BEDFORD AND ZENA CUELLAR OF TOMBALL,TEXAS;SEVERAL AUNTS,UNCLES AND COUSINS

SERVICES WILL BE AT 1PM FRIDAY AT FERGUSON-LEE FUNERAL HOME BEDFORD WITH FRANK JOHNSON OFFICIATING.BURIAL WILL BE IN MITCHELL CEMETARY,MITCHELL INDIANA

FRIENDS MAY CALL FROM 4-9 THURSDAY AT THE FUNERAL HOME

In loving memory of our mother. Momma! we all miss you. We look forward to the time when we'll be united once again at the feet of Jesus. Untill that day we'll continue to think of you because each of us realize that we're the seeds that fell from the flower called Georgia Lee. "Till we meet Again" Your Children, Michael,Douglas,Earnestien,Ella,Hortense,Elizabeth,Sylvia.

Rueben was a simple, humble man who lived with such joy and enhanced the lives of so many kids. He fought proudly for his country. He made an honest middle class living. He would never turn his back on someone in need. He passed away when his ailing heart just couldn't keep up with his appetite for life. I thank God that Rueben knew how to live, and had a full life. I thank God also that I had the priviledge of knowing this man throughout my childhood - what a shining example! He left behind a wife-Martha(now deceased), two sons Randall and Bruce, and one daughter, Brenda. We'll meet again, my friend. Love, Melodie.

Beloved mother and friend to everyone in her presence. She had a long battle with cancer and it eventually took her in the end, but knowing that she is now in the presence of the Lord gives comfort to us all. She was a vivacous, cheerful, loving person that gave so much to her family, friends, and community. We love and miss you Sandy!

To my darling husband who died tragically as the result of an accident. I miss you every day, I know I will see you again someday. I will wait for that day all my life. I will not be afraid to die now, because I know you will be waiting.

The sands of time have shifted, you are gone and I am here . You have made your choice and so have I. We are alone , away from each other. Each in our own reality.

Thanks for all your courtesies. Your neighbors miss you. We wish we knew if there will be a service. But your family is apparently from PA and not CA. We only learned of your death from the Coroner's notice on your apt. door. Later, a public administrator's notice. So some of us tenants put flowers outside your door with affectionate messages. Requiescat in pace, Bob. You are not forgotten.

We will always remember you grandpa. You were a very special person who tried to live to the fullest. I only have picture to remember you by and to know what you looked like. Mom always said that you wre so glad to have a "Lil' Kenny" If I knew you more I could say more, but i didn't. I am sorry. But I will let your memory live on forever as well as I can. I Love You Grandpa!

In memory of my friend and Father. May I be able to make him proud and carry on his memory.

He was born in Lansing, MI. He received the Bronze Star in World War II and retired from the Fort Wayne Community Schools in 1986. He is survived by his wife of 49 years, 2 Sons, 3 Grandchildren and 1 Great-Grandson.

"Do not weep for me, for I am not gone"

Bye, Dad.

My uncle Mike passed recently and I really didn't get to speak with him a lot, but I loved him Dearly. My uncle mike ws a self employed carpenter who worked very hard to provide for his family. It was with courage and strength that you took care of a family of five mouths and you did a good job. He left behind a wife, Carol and three daughters Micheal,Lana, and Marissa. One son Paul Hargrove one grandson Camron. He leaves behind five sisters Mattie,Beatrice,Viola,Patricia, and Bertha one brother (Joseph)also a father (Pheodis Hargrove) and a host of nieces and nephews. We truly will miss you uncle Mike for you were well liked and loved at your funeral everyone of your old friends came to pay thier respects. I can only hope that you are well taken care of and looked after. He joins his mother Helen and cousin David in the afterlife. I just want to say that we love you and miss you and will never forget you. please take care of yourself for we will meet again one day. You brought the family together for holidays and I will always remember those times in my heart and mind. R.I.P

Craig a beloved father, son and brother passed away. He leaves behind many people who will DEEPLY miss him and who wish that they could talk to him. You were always there for me Bro even when we didn't see eye to eye and I'll never forget that or you. Craig was a distinguished soldier culminating with a stint in the Gulf War who came home and followed his childhood dream of being a truck driver who also did what he could to help anyone and everyone.

One of the best mothers in the world died when I lost my mum in September last year. Like many other people in this world, we realise just too late how important our mothers are until they are no longer with us and we stand alone in this world. No matter how many other friends and family we have, without a mother we have nothing. My mum died at the age of 64 after a long brave struggle against breast cancer. What makes her death so unusual and tragic is that she hid the fact that she had this disease for a very long time, until it was discovered by accident one night by my father. By then, the disease had already spread to her lymph glands and bones. The Doctors tried their best with chemotherapy and radiotherapy and I guess we have to be grateful that she had two years after that which were full of lovely memories. However, in the end she succumbed. She died in a lot of pain, but it was some comfort that she was at home and surrounded by the people who love her most in the world. The local hospice and our GP tried everything in their knowledge and in their power to get her pain free, but were not completely successful. I am a nurse myself and honestly did not know that this could happen. Near the end she was begging for death to come because she could not stand the pain any longer. Her only fear was that she would not see me, my father or her grandchildren again. She slipped away quietly at home with myself on one side of her and my father on the other. Now all we have left is memories and the eternal questions of why did she not do something about it and even worse, if she had sought help earlier, would they have been able to cure her? I want anyone out there who reads this to make sure that if they or anyone they know finds any breast lump, please get it seen to immediately. If only one person does this then it would be the best memorial I could think of making to my mother. For now, when things seem very bad and I cannot imagine another day without hearing her voice or seeing her , I comfort myself with these words - When some great sorrow sweeps through your life like a mighty river, and dearest things are swept from sight forever, say to yourself each trying hour, this too will pass away. Have faith people, I know we will be reunited in our father's house, but until then, Goodnight Mum, I love you, her daughter Julie, loving husband Kenny, son in law Ali and her adored granddaughters, Siobhan, Nadia and Janna June.

A greatly loved husband, father, grandparent.

Left a great gap in our lives which subsequently became filled with laugh-inducing, happy and tender memories.

Infant son of Mark and Christa Harkness. Baby James, a victim of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, is survived by his parents, an older sister, Cheyenne Gayle, and a subsequent sister, Emily Paige, as well as grandparents Jim and Carlene Blankenship and John and Shirley Harkness.

Someday we will all be together again. The loss of your presence has left a void in our lives that will never be filled. Though you were taken from us so soon, you will never be forgotten. Memories of you will be in our hearts and our minds for the rest of our lives.

We are all sadly missing you,
Your Family and Friends

In loving memory of a husband to Judy, and special father to Sue and Shelley, a stepfather to Adrian, Sam and Nick. Son to Pam, brother to Bob and Ron.And an ambassador of life to all that knew him.

I guess it's true what they say "only the good die young" Love you more than life itself. See ya soon. Love always, Lindsey

In memory of Christina Louise Harmon, my dearest Little Tina, my spiritual daughter and most blithesome friend. For as long as I live, "Christina's Day" will be celebrated and butterflies will be allowed to soar into the sun.

Carol Harnden.....Wife, mother, grandmother. She was loved by many many people. Her husband William Harnden, and 4 children, Susan, William, Robert, and Thomas, and 4 grandchildren Melissa, Kathrine, Aaron, and Jessica will miss her greatly. She touched the hearts of people she barely knew. She faught her battle with cancer until she finally rested with God. Many will miss her, and her memory will live on with her family forever. Her bright smile will not be forgotten. God Bless You.

My Darling Herb I miss you so terribly that my days and nights never seem to end just run together in a nonending plight of agony over losing you my husband, my lover, my companion but most of al my BEST friend. You are gone from my sight but not from my heart, my mind, or my soul there will never be another like you and no one can ever replace you. You are the dearest thing to my heart first, and last and always. Karen wrote a lovely poem in your honor for me and the words came directly to her through GOD for only you and I knew how we met and exactly how we felt about each other and the love that we were so blessed to be able to share. the love that I felt for you while you were here has only continued to grow as each passing moment fleets from time my darling I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART AND ALL THAT I am. Here is the poem because I so want to share it with you as we had shared every thing while you were here no matter how great or how small:
MY DEAREST HERB
Without you heremy life is not right. I hug to your pillow and cry in the night. If only we could be together again, you were my life, you were my friend. I would not wish you back to be in such pain, I long to be near you and hold you again. There will never be another like you in my life, I had everything by just being your wife. Our love was expressed without saying a word no words were needed and no words were heard. My life has ended, or thats how it seems for I cannot reach you expect in my dreams. You fought so hard, not wanting to go, but you earned your rest. God knows that it is so; rest well my darling and be well again. I will be waiting for my love and my friend. When my life is over I will see you again. You will be with me, always in my heart. I know you are still here though we are apart. My love for you is endless it's here in my heart. We have bonded as if we were one---so when my toil on earth is done once again we will be together, my darling Herb I will love you forever.
Mary
With all my love from all that I am your loving wife Mary.

God looked around his garden and found an empty space, He then looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face. He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest, God's garden must be beautiful he only takes the best. He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain. He knew you might never get well upon this earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your weary eyelids and whispered 'Peace be thine' It broke Our's heart to lose you but you never went alone for part of us went with you the day God called you Home.

We all miss you Dad, till we meet again, be safe and strong.

Love
Andrew & Helen

A great kind generous and loving man. Dad we miss you very much.

David is greatly missed by sisters Pamela, Angela and brother Donald, son Brandon Todd, nieces and nephews, friends. David loved to play pool, fishing, dancing to country music, singing, kids. I miss the way my brothers would tell jokes. David had a long fight with depression from an early age. And those demons won. May he now rest in peace.

I love you Uncle Frank!
"Rest Eternal Grant unto him, O Lord."

A loving wife,mother,grandmother who was well respected and loved. Will never be forgotten. Sadly missed, always loved. May you rest in peace.

An old timey housewife and loving mother, steeped in the old values that made America great. Her kind will soon be gone from this earth forever.

OUR LIL COP CAR-I LOVE THIS LITTLE GIRL SO MUCH.HER FAMILY LOVE HER SO MUCH.YOUR MAMA MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU SO MUCH!YOUR FAMILY MISS YOU DEARLY!THE THREE MONTHS GOD BLESSED US WITH YOU.WAS THREE GREAT MONTHS.I WISH IT WAS LONGER,GOD MUST HAVE NEEDED YOU MORE!THAT CUTE FACE,LOVELY SMILE.HER SMILE WILL MAKE YOU FOR GET BOUT THE STRESS OF LIFE!BABY'S ARE A BLESSING FROM GOD.WHAT A GREAT BLESSING!THIS SPECIAL LIL GIRL CHANGED EVERYBODY'S LIFE!WE WOULD FIGHT OVER WHO GONNA KEEP HER.(NOT IN A MEAN WAY,IN A LOVING FAMILY WAY!)SO MANY PEOPLE LOVE HER SO MUCH.WE ALL HAD TO HAVE HER IN OUR LIFE!IM TELLING YOU,SHE COULD BRIGHTEN UP ANYBODY'S DAY!WITH THAT SMILE.SHE IS IN HEAVEN WITH HER GRANDFATHER-JOSEPH ANTHONY GRIGGS,I KNOW SHE IS BRIGHTEN UP ALOT OF HIS DAYS.(SMILE)JUST KNOW THAT WE LOVE AND MISS YOU BOTH!LOVE YOU ALWAYS-REST IN PEACE.

Painter, Hunter, Fisherman, Former Police Chief of Middlesborough, KY, philosopher, good friend. story teller, and wonderful father. He taught his sons to love life.

We are terribly saddened at your passing, Mother...you had such a difficult life. My prayers for you is that you have now passed into a glorious afterlife. May all the anjels of heaven rejoice with you. Rest In Peace... Love, Julie

40, of Denver Colo. died dec 1 1955 services were dec 5 with burial at Littleton cemetery, littleton colo. Mrs. Harrington was born in Louisville ky. She married John F Harrington III on 04-08-1988. She was a proofreader for Agren Court Reporters and was a tax consultant for H&R Block. She previously worked as as a registerd nurse. Survivors include her husband; parents Don and Joyce cheatham both of alabama; brothers Don cheatham jr of Florida and Steve Chatham of alabama; grandmother Kathryn Hunter of kentucky.

This is for my beloved husband who was not just a husband, but my very best friend. He also had an incredible 6 year old son, Nikolas, who was the light of his life.

Ron was a gentle giant with many friends and loved ones.

You are forever my 'Grizzly'

We love you, baby.

Lisa & Nikolas Harrington

This boy was not a monster. I will love him and remember him forever. Rest In Peace, my fallen comrade!

Eric,

I know I'm going to sound selfish by saying this, but I wish you were still here with us. What can I say, I miss you and there are times I wish you were still here. I hope that you find the acceptance and peace that you were looking for in life. I will never forget you Eric, and I will keep you in my heart always. I miss you my friend. I love you Eric.

Eric was a smart and great guy. He died just a few days after his 18th birthday, but in those years he accomplished a lot. He, like Dylan Klebold, should be remembered for his smile and personality. Kein mitleid, REB! We love ya.

--Tish--

We miss you and love you Kodeman!!Our little "Teacher" passed away Dec.2 1999 at the age of 3. He was born with Trisomy 15q/21 and no one to this date has ever had this syndrome.All that knew him felt his strong spirit and we will all truely miss him and his sweet little smile. We love you!!

We love and miss you Kodeman!! We are so proud of you for fighting your battle to live for as long as you did,you showed all that knew you what "STRENGTH" really was.You touched more lives in your 3 short years then a person could in a lfe time. You came to earth to learn,but you left a teacher. I hope to see you in my dreams!! Love, Mommy

he was my frist grandson he taght us alot about life in the short time he was with us he will always be with us. someday we will all be together again see you in hevaen love you my kodeman!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! love your grandma and grandpa!!!!!!!!!!

You will forever remain a powerful force in my life, as I carry you in my heart each and every day. I love you, Kyle, my SonSpirit. - Mom

Son of Pat and Mike; brother to Richard and Mark. When we look around our rooms, we see you there. We will always love you.

In loving memory of Nathan Faulkner Harris.
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back
May the sunshine warm your face, the rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
Amen.

Paul,a long time friend will be missed by all at the Vivian Hotel in Port Talbot ,South Wales,
Bye Paul,R.I.P,
Steve Evans and family

Beloved Mother. I still miss her warmth, her joy and her humor. Till We Meet Again.

Remembering you always!!

Poppa One morning I woke up And my world changed, forever. My head understands mortality, But my heart thought of you as like the mountains and the sea Eternal. In my future there is an emptiness, shaped of you. But it’s not empty. The shape of you is in me. The sound of your voice, The sparkle of mischief in your eyes Your dancing step and wicked humour Live and breathe in all those who love you. You are like the mountains and the sea Your memory held precious Within me. Narrelle Harris Goodbye Poppa

In loving memory of my dad who died when I was just 14. We all miss you dad. Never a day goes by without us thinking about you. I miss you every day of my life and just want to say what a wonderful person you were. Its the 21st anniversary of you death this year. I hope to do something special for your birhtday this year. I will always love you and never forget you. You are always in my thoughts ,love from your daughter Ronda

ZUNI - Joseph Harris Sr., age 95, of 36113 Seacock Chapel Road, Zuni, Va., died Sunday, April 11, 2004, in the Nansemond Pointe Rehab and Healthcare Center, Suffolk, Va. A native of Southampton County, he was the son of the late Richard Harris and Mary Sharpe Harris, and was the widower of Lora Hicks Harris. He was preceded in death by his first wife, Martha Johnson Harris, and four sons, Lorenzo, Joseph Jr., John Lee and Samuel. He was a member of Gilfield Baptist Church, Ivor, Va., for over 83 years. He served as Treasurer of the Sunday School and was a member of the Deacon Board. In 1996 he was named the Father of the church. He was retired from farming in Southampton County after more than 70 years. He is survived by two daughters, Mary Biggs of Suffolk, Va., and Eloise Jones of Lawrenceville, Va.; two stepsons, Carver Diggs (Laura) of Smithfield, Va., and Issac Diggs (Jodie) of Knoxville, Tenn.; three stepdaughters, Elna Graves (Rammie) of Ivor, Va., Marian Bonner (Harry) of Chesapeake, Va., and Valarie Evans (Lilton) of Portsmouth, Va.; three daughters-in-law, Catherine Harris of Ivor, Mary Louise Harris of Zuni and Beatrice Harris of Dayton, Ohio; 18 grandchildren; 32 great-grandchildren; one great-great-grandchild; eight step-grandchildren and five step-great-grandchildren. The family will receive friends at 1342 Baltic St., Suffolk, Va. A visitation will be held from 7 to 8:30 p.m. on Wednesday, April 14, at Crocker Funeral Home. A celebration of life service will be held at noon on Thursday, April 15, at Gilfield Baptist Church with the Rev. E.E. Mitchell, Pastor, officiating. Interment will be in the church cemetery. Professional services entrusted to Crocker Funeral Home.

Harrison Alexander Orr 1910 - 1999 Glasgow Parks Department Lawn Tennis Assocation Doubles Champion 1932,1933,1935 Married to Adeline MacCallum 1939 Served with Royal Airforce 1940- 1945 Member Caldwell Golf Club from 1947 Member Mosspark Bowling Club from 1975 Fond memories of a dear father And devoted husband to Addie Always in our thoughts Aileen and Lex

To my great-grandfather Who battled so courageously against cancer, but sadly lost his fight for life at the age of 84. Do not stand by my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am a diamond glint on the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand by my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die. You're SIMPLY THE BEST, grandpa. Love Nicola xxxx (your oldest great-grandchild)

In loving memory of a good friend...... who died a tragic death on the streets. See you at the crossroads.....

I was just a little girl when my daddy was taken away from us,I have to share the memories that my family have of him. If I could be granted a wish, it would be to spend one day
with him, so i could have memories of my own.

To my Daddy,
I didn't know you for very long, but it doesn't ease the pain. I think of you every day, and I know that you visit in my dreams. It seems so cruel that you had to leave us when you did, if only we'd had more time. I miss the times that we couldn't have together.
I'll always love you,
Victoria Sara. XXX

We miss you Jamie, and so does your daughter. I hope to see you in Heaven someday. Love you.

Now it is CSD in Berlin and we met in Sept. 1978 here. May this be the grave stone.

My wonderful Daddy,
Life will never be the same.

I shall constantly miss the warmth of your smile and the total support which you freely gave me all through your life.

The courage and humanity you showed in battling cancer was inspirational.You always felt sorry for those around you who looked so ill and never dwelt on the pain you yourself suffered.

You will always be in my heart
Love Forever.
Vanessa

Dear Mum, I miss you, and all the chances we never used. I will be happy. Love, Suzanne

well he left us...my sisters and i, all these years ago he was our strength...we were so so young !! carol only 9...she never knew him...and i, well I was a teenager...didnt want to know him..but now..well I wish I did....its no fun not haveing a farther..when you come of age Wish you were here Dad...so much

Margaret was a mother of 7,grandmother of 11, great grandmother of 3.She is missed deeply by all. She was a believer in always being with us here on earth or in heaven. I know she is here. mom we love you and always will remember you . when we see the buds on the trees I will think of you. when the cardinals come to my flower garden I know you are watching over us. when the rain comes down like it is now I know you are here. when the snow falls I know you are here. when the seagulls fly over head I know its you. I love you and miss you so much.
love always, your kids,grandkids, and great grandkids
sleep warm sleep soft your loved always

Dear Matthew, You were only here for a short time but you touched so many live's. I only wish I had the time with you that I really wanted to. I'll never forget you and that happy little face of your's, you'll alway's be in my heart and my mind. I love you more then anything and will miss you for the rest of my life. I can't beleave that your really gone, it's just not fair with all the rotten people in the world why did it have to be you? I hope to see you in the after life, what ever that may be. Love Daddy.

You were the greatest Father in the World, now join with the greatest Father in the Entire Universe. Although i never showed it very often Dad.. I Love You sooo much and you will always be in my Heart. There is a void within me, where you used to be, but it is surrounded be a feeling of peace after all you're pain and suffering. Cancer is a wicked illness and i have the strength to fight for us all... thanks to you!! Thank You for all the times you gently picked me up when i was down. For all those times you traded me a warm smile for a frown. For all the times you tied my shoe or tucked me gently into bed. Or needed something for yourself, but put me first instead. For everything we shared, the dreams, the laughter and the tears. I Love You with Special Love that deepens through the years.

I lost a loving husband, my children lost an adoring father and his friends lost a true friend. my husband was a very giving man that looked for nothing in return. he was a true angel on earth who will be sadly missed by all of us. until we meet again.love always and forever,carol and children april angie and andrew.

Dear Matthew, We all miss you very much. It's hard to believe your gone. I can still see your happy face.And will always keep your keep you in my heart. I just found a beautiful poem for you. God looked around his garden and he found an empty place. he then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face he put his arms around you and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful he always takes the best. he knew that you were suffering. he knew you were in pain, he knew that you would never get well on earth again he saw the road was getting rough, and the hills were to climb, so he closed your weary eyelids and whispered, "peace be thine." It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn't go alone, for part of us went with you- the day god called you home... Love Always mommy

19 weeks too early. My second and born almost exactly to the day- on the anniversary of the loss of my first. My active little musician. You danced to Phantom of the Opera every time I watched it and every time I sang. You loved to listen to your daddy, but you were going to be a mama's boy. We played every morning when I woke up by poking each other until I was laughing too hard to function. Now you're with your brother. My loss is great, my pain is greater, but my love is the greatest of all.

Phil Hartman was an immensely talented man who made audiences laugh throughout his career. His characters on "Saturday Night Live" and "The Simpsons" will not soon be forgotten. However, Phil was also a loving husband and father, caring friend, and all-around friendly person always willing to offer a fan a smile and an autograph. He is greatly missed by those in the entertainment world, and by all those who had the pleasure to know him or his work. Rest in Peace, Phil.

17 weeks too early, but I knew you like the back of my hand. I recognized every kick and nudge and could always tell when your daddy was around. You responded to his voice by becoming a little jumping bean. You had your daddy's big feet and mommy's little nose. You were my first and I will love you always.

Kevin Barry Hartmann died at a young 5 1/2 months old. He was and always will be our little angel from Heaven. We thank God for blessing us with the time that we had and hope that he may rest in peace.

We all love you mom, grandma, and great grandma. We miss you but we know you are much happier now. You were always there whenever any of us needed anything at all. Now you are holding little Stephanie in your arms and rocking her like you did all of us when we were little. This is not the easiest thing to do because as i sit here and think of memories that made me so happy I get so sad that i cant have any new memories, but i also realize that you are healthier and much happier watching over all of us from your new home in the sky. Just remember that we will never stop loveing and thinking about you. With love from all of us who you loved. I love you grandma Cristy

Mom, You are missed more than you would ever believe. Not a single day goes by that I don't have to stop what I'm doing just to give a minute to my thoughts about you. Some days are so overwhelming, but you left behind all 8 of us to take care of each other, and we're doing the best we can. You were always the core of our family, it's been so hard trying to keep everyone together. We will never get over the loss that we feel, but we will be able to go on because you showed us how. It's comforting to all of us knowing that you are with Grandpa again. We will love you forever, more than you were ever told while you were with us physically. If we girls can be half the mother that you were, we'll be just fine. Just know that you are always with us, in everything we do, and we love you. Mike, Charlie, Bud, Tom, Terrie, Debbie, Eddie, and Adele.

Rodney was my oldest Son. He was killed by a drunk driver almost 11 years a go. His death caused me to move towards action re: Victim's Impact Statements a nd fighting to tighten Drunk Driving laws. He was not famous, because he was st ill to young to become famous. He was, however, a son to be proud of. Because of my insistance and perserverance on his behalf, victims of drunken drivers or their survivors may now stand in any courtroom in Illinois and read their victim 's impact statement BEFORE sentencing. This legislation which I fought to hard to help obtain, had helped countless people deal with their pain and vent their feelings to an otherwise cold judicial system. Rodney WAS important to many peo ple, and his life DID count for something. That is why I continued to fight for him, even after he died. That, and the fact that I loved him.

Thank you Jeannie for the 33 years, I would loved to have 33 more but I am thank full for the time we spent together. Thank you for the three children. Frank, Roy and Jennifer. Thank you for grand kids Frankie 4, Kaycee, Sienna, Jewels, and Logan. You were a wonderful wife mother grandmother. You are missed.

A wonderful person at the prime of her life. We miss her and often talk of her and do appreciate all the things we did together. God just needed another angel and called upon our Sarah to help make Him laugh in these horrible days.

Luthier/fireman

Artist/mother

My precious baby girl. You came into my life for such a brief time and yet gave more joy to me than I had ever known. I will never forget holding you close to my chest ,playing with your soft dark brown hair along the back of your neck. You smelled so sweet and were as soft as velvet. I'm so sorry that the time you spent here was so uncomfortable for you. I will never forgive myself for laying you down to sleep on my bed instead of in your bassinet. I have thought at least a million times how different my life would be if I could only go back and change that one decision. I always wonder what you would be like today and can only pray that I will see you again when my time comes. I would give my life to have you back again and give everything I have just to be sure that you knew I loved you. You're in my heart always and in everything I do. I love you.

Jim truly had holly in his heart.......... and to his best friend Wm.Frazier he left it all

Elmore was a grandfather that I was truly proud of. He always cared about others. He loved animals and the outdoors. He was a friend to all and never had an unkind word to say about anyone. He loved his family and his church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He lived a good life and touched many people's lives for good. He will truly be missed. He was the husband of Edith Laverne NIX. He was one of 15 children. He was one of the last original gold miners in California. May you rest in peace and experience eternal happiness and joy Grandpa! You will indeed be loved and missed!!!

Father of five children: David John, Timothy William, Joanna, Christopher and Simon.

Born in Newport Gwent, South Wales, he served on HMS Scylla which was the flagship during the Second World War in the D-Day Landings on Normandy. His service number was PJX419394.

He started work as a scaffolder before working in Llanwern Steelworks in Newport from 1962 up to 1979.

We all miss him and remember him.

Cornelia Augusta Buncamper Hassell, first born of Claudius Buncamper & Julia Richardson on the Island of Anguilla, West Indies. She was raised in Philipsburg, St. Maarten.

In 1919 young Cornelia came to the United States with her aunt Margaret and her two cousins, William & Albertha, to join her father who was already in the U.S. Young Cornelia attended Huntington Public Schools and shortly after moved to Stanford, Conn. and started working as domestic help with her aunt Cornelia Hill. They soon moved back to N.Y., in Harlem, where she met her future husband Arturo Hassell. They were married in 1930. From there beloved union two children were born, Anita and Alturo.

While in Manhattan she attended Beulah Westlyn Methodist Church on 139th Street. She was a diligent worker for the Lord!!

In 1954, Cornelia and her family moved back to Long Island. She was employed at Jones Beach and the Amityville School system. In her later retirement she was a grandparent for the ACE Community Center.

She joined Bethel A.M.E. in Amityville. There she became active in many different auxiliaries, to name a few she was on the Missionary Board, Class Leader, Stewardess, and a Steward. In her time as a class leader she started organizing church trips to St. Maarten, she did that for about seven years. Cornelia showed God's love through everything she did. She was a mighty woman of God. The void she created by her passing can never be filled and she will be forever missed by all of us.

She leaves to cherish with fond memories, her youngest brother, Anthony Muller; children, Anita Spencer & Alturo Hassell; grandchildren, Paula, Anthony, Laura, Nancy, Harry, Jr., Andrew; Great-grandchildren, TaShara, Jon, Juana, Sherice, Lacey III, Don Jr., Daniel, Christopher, Antonio, Jonathan & Kayla; Great-greatgrandchildren, Paul & Chadia.

Ocie V. Hasson, 85, was a housekeeper at Franklin Hospital and attended Canal Wesleyan Methodist Church. Mrs. Hasson of Venango Manor, formerly of Utica, died Sunday, July 31, 1994, at Northwest Medical Center, Franklin. She was born in Utica, April 14, 1909, a daughter of Everett and Mariah Baker Hasson.

Survivors include a son, Walter Hasson of Glendale, Az; two grandsons, Tom Hasson and Michael Hasson both of Glendale, Az; and three great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by a brother, Joseph Hasson. Burial in Lupher Cemetery.

Still after all these years i miss you mother.I'm 49 yrs. old and i still don't uderstand why you chose to leave but you did. you took the life of the person i loved most in the world and never looked back. you know your son did too just 2 1/2 years ago. why????oh well, i can't change it or fix it just live with it.I love you!

In loving memory of my one true love who loved unconditionally.You fought till the end.Till we meet again in heaven Johnie ,remember i love and miss you.

In memory of my best friend. Thank you for showing me the strength I can have. Some day I will see you again and we can continue our fun times. Love forever Pam

Everyone who loved him, will miss him.

Raymond G. Hatt was a kind, generous, and friendly man. He died leaving a daughter, Susan Hatt Hodges, of Virginia, and two granddaugthers, Amee Hodges-Kreh, of Bealeton, and Christine Hodges of Leesburg, VA. He was employed by Eastman-Kodak in Rochester, NY. Gone but not forgotten.

For a loving Mum
From Steve

"Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns It calls me on and on across the Universe"

Debra Jean Hatzenbuehler (Jensen) was born in Washington state and spent most of her younger years in Royal City. She married Paul Hatzenbuehler and the couple had one daughter, Angela. Debby was tragically killed in an accident with a train near Dallas. Her family and friends miss her always kind and friendly spirit.

Don Ralph Hatzenbuehler was born in Byers, Kansas. He was the son of William Joseph Hatzenbuehler and Iva Mae Webster Hatzenbuehler. He married Mildred Louise Allen from Petty, Texas in 1954. He died in Duncan, Oklahoma. He is survived by his children David Lee Hatzenbuehler, b.1955, Karl (Paul) Wayne Hatzenbuehler b.1957, Diana Lynn Hatzenbuehler Buchanan b.1959 and Alan Daniel Hatzenbuehler b.1967. He married Sydna Kaye Brewer in 1970 and they had no natural childre. He raised Sydna Kaye's daughter Shannon Renee as his own. He was preceded in death by Mildred Louise Hatzenbuehler d.2001. He has 10 natural grandchildren and 9 grandchildren. He had 2 brothers Joseph d.2004, Bill and 4 sisters, Eloise, Marcella, Ruth and Carmen.

Mildred Louise Hatzenbuehler (Allen) was born in Petty, Texas, daughter of "Share Cropper" cotton farmers. She married Don Ralph Hatzenbuehler from Pratt, Kansas in 1954 and has four surviving children: David Lee (b. July 1955), Karl Wayne (changed name to Paul b. March 1957), Diana Lynn (b. May 1959), and Alan Daniel (b. May 1967). She is survived by ten grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren. She was a very sweet person who now is singing with the Lord in heaven. She loved to play her violin, read the bible, and sing Christian songs. We will miss her very much.

Joseph Patrick Hauck was born on May 02, 1976 in Elkins Park, Pennsylvania, USA. He attended Presentation B.V.M. for Elementary School and Saint Joseph's Preparatory School for High School. He was the son of Gregory J. Sr. Hauck and Elizabeth A. Hauck (née McKee). Brother of Gregory J. Jr. Hauck and Lisa A. Hauck. Grandson of Elizabeth C. McKee. He was a friend to many. I was a friend of Joe's. He will forever be loved and missed. Joe and I spent some happy times together and I love him. He died on August 27, 1995 of Meningoccocal Meningitis. Joe was a good and loving young man. His life was about helping others. He was popular and outgoing. Everyone loved and knew Joe.

Joe,
You will be loved and missed by all. I love you. Now, always, forever. You're the greatest.
Laraine

to a dear brother i will miss forever but who lives within me forever. "now we are free"

I am dedicating this to Aaliyah Dana Haughton, singer who died in a plane crash. I wrote this all about her as a tribute to her long and beautiful life:

Aaliyah Dana Haughton was born in Brooklyn on the 16th of January 1979. She was an R&B singer who started her career at the age of fifteen. Singer, R. Kelly introduced her into the music world. He was her producer for a while. Her first album was released in 1994 Age ain’t nothing but a number as said below. Her records were sold worldwide to all her fans. In her seven years of fame she had four albums called: Age ain’t nothing but a number (1994), One in a million (1996), Aaliyah (2001), and another album with the same name and release date. She had come a long way with her music.

She died in a plane crash after shooting a new video in the Bahamas. There were nine people on this plane and eight of them died, the one lucky survivor was seriously injured and was rushed to the hospital by air ambulance. The reports said the plain might have crashed because there was too much luggage and the plane got heavy. All of the passengers refused to leave any of their possessions back at the island.

This tragic accident took place on Saturday, 25th, August 2001. She was 22 at the time of her death.

Now the question that keeps going through my head is ‘why?’

At Aaliyah’s funeral that had taken place on Friday, 31st, august 2001, fans, friends and family trailed behind the hearse bearing the remains of Aaliyah. Billboards and posters have been put up of her that fans have signed and walls have been spray-painted as Aaliyah memorials. This talented young superstar will be remembered forever as an idol and role model. Although she isn’t here anymore her spirit will live in all of us, her love and peace will stay within us and her memory will stay in us, forever and ever. Aaliyah was an angel and she now has her wings. Thank god she’s in a better place, heaven.

In memory of Aaliyah Dana Haughton January 16th 1979 – August 25th 2001 R.I.P.

I found this on a site:

TO THE HATERS AND FANS
For those who did ridicule Aaliyah's name and her career, I won't hold that against you. I noticed a lot of people in this place say things from their own opinion, and of course we all have different opinions therefore arising conflict.
I personally didn't follow on Aaliyah's career when she was alive, so to honour her death would seem weird for me since I didn't care much when she was living. Ok, before everyone starts yelling at me, I just want to point out that despite that I am saddened that she died so young and in such a tragedy.
I too thought something similar like what Aus_Belial said about an artist's talent. A lot of people die everyday, so at the time I wondered why I should feel sorry for her just because she is a celebrity....
But I realized that people were effected by her death because she had talent and gave something to the world. She shared her voice and acting with others and thus inspired many to follow. Maybe she didn't touch me or other individuals, but she reach out for so many others. Mainly I saw differently because she wasn't just a celebrity...she was a person.
She was a daughter.
She was a sister.
She was a friend.
She was a singer.
She was an actress.
She was a talented young woman.
She was somebody to someone.
And because of that, I respect her and honour her. Because she was someone...
So to those who cuss her and put her down, people will stand up to you because she was someone to them.
Thank you for hearing me out, take cares. Bye.

As a true fan, my prayers go to her as an angel up in heaven.

Grandma Edith, you've been gone 4 years now, and I miss you just as much. You always gave the most you could, and you always stepped back to let others shine. You were a beautiful lady, and I feel honored to be called your granddaughter . Go fly with the angels!

Harold Franklin "Hawkshaw" Hawkins - The Hawk of the West Virginia Hills - a warm, engaging performer, blessed with a technically perfect singing voice, who starred on three major radio barn dances. His voice was one of the best in country music. Died tragically in the same plane crash that took the life of Patsy Cline (http://www.PatsyClineTribute.com) on March 5, 1963, "The Day the Music Died" We true fans of The Hawk will remember him always, and we always have with us his great recorded legacy.

This for my Aunt Jeannie. I don't really know exactly what to say, except that I'm going to miss her. I know she is in a better place now, and that helps. She was a lot to many people: an aunt, a sister, a mother, a wife, and just recently a grandmother. She had cancer of the small intestine. Aunt Jeannie, I know you're out there, and I just want you to know that I love you.

Dad,

As I sit and think of you.
Tears begin to flow.
How I love and miss you Dad.
Know one will ever know.

So put your arms around him Lord.
And kiss his smiling face.
Because he is someone I love so much.
And no one can take his place.

They say there is a reason.
They say that time can heal.
But neither time nor reason.
Will change the way I feel.

So if tears could build a stairway.
And memories build a lane.I'd walk the path to heaven.
And bring him home again.

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Love you always Dad......Biddy.

I have fallen in love with your daughter.
I only wish I'd fallen like I have years ago.
Then I would have met you, the wonderful kind man I have heard so many great things about.

Jamie

Gerald was a wonderful person to know. He loved fishing the waters of the Gulf, and this is how God chose to take him home with his father, my dad. You are sadly missed by many. Not only were you a wonderful brother, son and uncle but you welcomed all met with open arms. I know you arent here in physical form, but i can feel your spirit always with us. You were my brother, best friend and protector. Much loved and sadly missed by many. "Into paradise where the angels lead you" Until we see each other again!

Ray was not only a wonderful person to know but a very caring father, husband and grandfather of 2. You are greatly missed by many.You have touched so mnay with your kind words and your heart. God chose to take you home doing what it was that you loved to do the most, fishing. Although you arent here in physical form i can still feel you here in spirit looking out over all of us. Not only were you a wonderful father but a best friend, mentor, teacher and protector. "Into paradise where the angels lead you" Until we see each other again! With all my love....

As I look up to the sky,
I really wonder why,
we had to let you go.

But I know where you are.
When I look out for
and see your shinning star.

There you are, and there you'll stay.
Shining in the milky way.
Far, far out of reach.

If I could have had a few last words,
speech would have left me like a flight of birds.
I wouldn't have know what to say.

You'll always have a place, a part,
deep inside my troubled heart.
Where you'll never leave!

- With Love From Your Sorry Mummy

Michael, You were there for me when I was at my lowest and made me smile again. You restored my faith in people, when I thought everyone was only out for what they could get. You were a true gentleman and treated me so well. I just wish we could have had more time together. To quote a song "Sorry I never told you, all I wanted to say. Took your presence for granted, assumed you'd always be there, but I always cared and I miss the love we shared". I'll never forget you and always miss you. Until we meet again, Lots of Love, Sam xox

My mother was a kind simple woman. I wish she could have known her grandchildren, but she was taken too soon.

To the best father in the world we love you and miss you very much. I just wish you could have stayed a little longer to see that new grandson who looks just like you, to see me graduate, to see Charles get married, to approve of my boyfirends, and give me away to the man of my dreams. I just hope that you are looking down on us every day and we make you proud. I wish you could be here to hold mom when she has bad days but I know that you are living a wonderful life above the clouds. We will take care of her until you meet again. I love you daddy. Your daughter.

My Darling Aunt Gwen,
We all miss such a wonderful special lady who was a Mum to us all. What great memories you have left us though, those special holidays we enjoyed, how i wish we could have you back again. We all miss you so much. God keep you safe until we are reunited, love you always, your Niece Carol xx.

Marie Hayes died after a three year battle with lung cancer. We buried her on her 73rd birthday...she found out she had cancer on her 70th birthday.
Throughout her battle with this disease she remained strong and optimistic. She was a true inspiration to all of us. She was the best Nan a girl could ever have.

We miss her every single day.

Otto Chester Hayes was my father and I miss him very much. He was a World War II Veteran, awarded with three bronze stars and two purple hearts. I hope that someone will read this and maybe get the opportunity to change the way their life ends. My Dad was an alcoholic. All through my childhood and young adulthood, I loved my father yet hated what and who he was. Through several despairing years, and many different changes in my life, I came to have a personal relationship with God. I started to attend AA, Alanon and church. I was able to confront my Dad and forgive him. Just months later, he called me and asked me to forgive him. Later that year, he had an accident while drinking and ended up just a few feet from the river. That was the last time Dad ever drank any alcohol, he was 71 years old. Over the course of the next seven years, I got to have the Dad that I never had and my children had a grandpa. When he was 76 he had an aneurysm rupture, but he survived. After that he had a series of strokes. Through all of his medical problems we grew even closer. Mom passed away in June of 1995 and Dad had the second aneurysm in November. He chose not to have surgery because the strokes were causing his mental abilities to deteriorate. He said that he wanted to go and be with his wife and we accepted. This is a story of it's never too late. My siblings were not able to reach the same level of forgiveness as I was. I feel that they got cheated because they never really got to know the real Otto Hayes. He was a very sensitive person, very intelligent and worried about the "old" people that lived around him, although he was one of the oldest. He purchased a riding lawn mower because some of those "old" people couldn't cut their grass anymore and he couldn't cut his and theirs with his push mower. He really did have feelings. I miss him and my Mom so much that even today, five years later, my frequent visits to the cemetary leave me crying. I love you mom and dad.

Mother was born in Bardstown Kentucky in 1923. Her father had died from typhoid three months before. Her mother was Maude M. White Harlow and she had two other children. At some point they came to Cincinnati and Mother had a stepfather named George Keith. She loved him and always said kind things about him so I assume he treated them well. When Mom was 23 years old she married my father Otto Chester Hayes who was 30 and out of that marriage were born four children, two boys and two girls. Dad was an alcoholic and barely managed to support us. Mom stayed home with us and was the best mom in the world. I like to refer to her as Mama Bear. She loved us and protected us and would never mislead us. All four of us children graduated high school because she assured us we were going "if I have to hold your hand and go with you." If Mom heard that someone died in their sleep she would say "Boy, that's the way I want to go." And she did. I was with her just the night before, when I left I kissed her and told her I loved her. She said that she loved me to. I wish I just had five minutes with her to tell her some things I never told her. But then, five minutes would never be enough. I love you Mom, the kids and I miss you. I'll see you in heaven.

Miss my mama, the boys all miss their grandma--hope you are watching over them, honey, up there with Daddy.If you can, help the Lord guide them all. Barb

As a young man he was drummer in the Templetons band. Soon after he was devoted to fighting fascism; then to healing his patients, loving his wife and six children. He could only watch as his two young daughters died of cancer.He was a colonal in the National Guard,commissioner in Boy Scouts,president of a building and loan co.and loyal lay leader of his church.He always kept his humor even as his body withered and could still flurt with the ladies. He constantly gave unto others, especially his respect and care, never sought to strike it rich and enjoyed jaz and a cheap nickle cigar. Married for 54 years and full of advise.Spoke often of missing his dear father (Frank Sr.)who died in 1950. Many a person at his funeral cried heavily. He is a rare man.

Jennifer Lyn Hays a very close friend of mine died August 3 1995 in a car accident in BigSpring, Texas. She and 4 other friends were driving on what are called the Rollercoaster hills. Jennifer was the only one killed the others suffered critical injuries. She was very special to many people in BigSprings the type of person you would have loved to meet. She was only 14 years old.

The world will really miss you "Bubbles"

You never had a problem "fitting in" anyone you ever met.

The pro-life you stood for and the advances to medical science you will continue to provide will help so many.

May the Lord in his infinate forgiveness take you into his arms and give you exactly what you deserve.

Rest In Peace.

Dad You were more than just a father You were a special friend Your love was the rock on which I knew I could depend When the world turned its back on me I could always depend on you You gave me someone to depend on And someone to laugh with too The advice you`ve given throughout the years Still gives my life direction You helped make me who I am And i see your face in my reflection I have fond memories of our time together Time that went by too fast And I wish that i could find a way To turn the future into the past I`m reminded of you everyday By things I do and see And my only hope is that you knew How much you meant to me Even though you have gone away I`ll hold you in my heart Until we meet again someday So don`t worry I`ll never forget you And all the things we`ve done Because when it comes to fathers I know I had the best one. With Love From your son Danny & family Sandra, Tiffany & Daniel Hazel. What a huge loss to our lives this has been,but we gained one thing, you are the guardian angel of our lives.Thank God for that.