Our cherished little man, you are missed so very much. Our hearts ache to feel your little arms wrap around us again, to have you tickle our necks with your breath as you squeeze us with all your strength. I hope this poem is what your saying every time we cry with despair: Mommy, please don't mourn for me; I'm still here, though you don't see. I'm right by your side each night and day and within your heart I long to stay. My body is gone, but I'm always near. I'm everything you feel, see or hear. My spirit is free, but I'll never depart as long as you keep me alive in your heart. I'll never wander out of your sight. I'm the brightest star on a summer night. I'll never be beyond your reach. I'm the warm, moist sand when you're at the beach. I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around and the pure, white snow that blankets the ground. I'm the beautiful flowers of which you are so fond, the clear, cool water in a quiet pond. I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring; the first warm raindrop that April will bring. I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine, and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine. When you start thinking there's no one to love you, you can talk to me through the Lord above you. I'll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees, and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze. I'm the hot, salty tears that flow when you weep and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep. I'm the smile you see on a baby's face. Just look for me, Mommy, I'm everyplace! Love, Mommy & Daddy

The South Pacific is dead we will remember it as a once beutiful and tranquil place. Murdered by the French, it will never be the same. All we can do is dream of better times.

Oh Granny, if you only knew how much I miss you. I guess up until now I have just been in denial. Thinking maybe you were just still at the end of the creek, in the same house you had always been in for my whole life. Thinking that I could just pick up the phone and call, asking you for a recipe, like I always did, but didnt do enough. But now it hits me, usually late at night when Jamie and the kids are asleep, and I am going through the events of the day in my head.You are gone! But after 87 years, you deserve to go on to a better place. I know you are with me, I just wish I could see you one last time to tell you how much I love you, and just how much you meant to me. You were the rock of our family, one of the strongest people I have ever known. Pop is fine. I call from time to time to check on him. But he misses you dearly. I will always remember your smiles, and your reassuring me that everything would be okay. It always was. Keep watch over my children, Granny, your great-great grandchildren. I love and miss you very much. Your Granddaughter, Fantasy Ann (Fanny)

To my little girl,
May you rest in peace. I am so sorry that I will never see your beautiful face. I miss you so much and think about you every day. I look forward to meeting you some day.
love your mommy

To my little girl,
May you rest in peace. I am so sorry that I will never see your beautiful face. I miss you so much and think about you every day. I look forward to meeting you some day.
love your mommy

"Little Ricky" - lover of music, musicals (South Pacific) and good people. Sorely missed by your friends, mother and relatives. Why do bad things happen to good people? Free from the pain, may you have eternal peace and happiness.

Time has not lessened the feeling of missing you. Thank you for being in my life, thank you for being you. I cannot imagine what life would have been like if I had not met you! Part of me is with you, forever and always, and someday I will see you again. Until then, I'll hold on to the memories and love you. You are forever in my heart. Love, with all my heart, Nellie.

Barbara Paez was a strong woman, who will be, and is missed so very much by all who love her. The world has not been the same since she has been gone. We know that she is in the arms of the angels, hopefully watching after us, finally at peace. We love you Grandmother, Mother and friend.

Chan,you were the sweetest and most funloving guy I ever knew You brough laughter and hope to all that knew you. You untimely death was so unexpected, and noone knew how to let you go, especially one of those people being me. I loved you, and miss you dearly. Your ingenuity and atruism made the world a kinder place and I wish you were still here for us to tell you that we loved you. I miss your smiles, and beautiful blue eyes. your wild blonde hair you finally let me cut. It's been years now since your death, and it feels like yesterday. But I can say that I have finally let you go towards the light, I will no longer wish for you to stay here on earth, because you deserve to go on to a better place. my thoughts always drift back to our happy days with Albert, god rest his soul also. May you be a guardian angel and may your love drift in my dreams at night, for I know I will see you there Chan, I just wish I could have said "Goodbye" to you, I never got the chance, be a part of my life always, and hold my hand through darkest times and let me know you are there. you were my friend, and my love. endearingly yours forever, Samantha

Chan, since that night fatal with you, Albert, Shannon Christina, you have been in my thoughts. I am still not able to put you to rest. For years I have not been able to come to terms. My thoughts always returned to the night at "the bolt", the nights we would go to the boat, you, Albert, Roy, Me kathy and kelly. My heart aches and still don't understand why this had to happen, all in god's plan I suppose, regardless, you are missed everyday and there is and always will be something that reminds me of the times we had. You will always have a special place in my heart and will be forever loved. Andrea

This memorial is dedicated to the little brother I never knew because he only lived 2 days. I have always thought about him and wondered who he was and who he would have been. He was born the year "O Danny Boy" was popular - broke my mother's heart every time she heard that song on the radio. We love you Danny. We always have. We always will.

To my beloved papa. I miss you so. So much of who I am I owe to your special influence - my love of politics and sports - my love of libraries. I will spend the rest of my life trying to find a man to match the man you were. I never said it while you were on earth, but I love you so.

Shane Patrick Page, age 30 of Farwell, passed away suddenly on Sunday, June 11, 2006 in Angola, Indiana. Shane was born the son of Robert and Kathleen (Ferree) Page on March 17, 1976 in Pontiac, Michigan. He was a graduate of Farwell High School (Michigan), and enjoyed mastering the video games that he played. Shane was always willing no matter how tough his life was to put others first. He will be remembered as a loving father, son and brother. Shane is survived by his parents, Robert Page of Saginaw (Michigan), and Kathleen Page of Farwell (Michigan); his children Devon, Andrew, Trevor and Lauren of Midland (Michigan); and his three brothers Dane (Lisa) of Minnesota, Christopher (Amanda) of Capac (Michigan), and his twin brother Shawn of Farwell (Michigan); his best friend Jennifer Kelsey.

Mom, I love you very much. I miss your kind words and kisses.I wish i could be with you right now .I will try to go on, and continue in all of your loving ways. Gail is getting bigger everyday. She misses your hugs and kisses. I will try to teach Gail of life, love, and family. The things you taught me must go on. With Jan as my wife, you know we will keep your memory alive. All the photos in the computer room are of you. They all serve as a constant reminder, of so many great things we did and shared.We will always miss you. Heaven has all the great cooks right now. Give our love to all our family that's with you.

My Darling Freddy,

It has only been 5 months since you left us. I cant even begin to tell you how much we miss and love you so much, yessenia just had her 6th birthday you know, i tried really hard to give my all that day, but was really hard without daddy there, she's still daddy's girl you dont have to worry about that, baby you make sure you save me a place right next to you.
Until We Meet Again,
I Love You
Casey.

She was born in Dorothy M Dysert in Pence, Indiana. She was a homemaker for 61 years for her husband Orvel and two sons, Earl and Gary. She loved to sew. She was also a member of Heritage Christian Church of Sonora. She was preceded in death by a sister, Max Hutton.
She will be missed.

Elwood Painter was my grandfather and a very wonderful man. He loved all of us very much. He had six great-grandchildren that he loved so very much. He lost his battle with Cancer, Parkins Disease, and all the other illnesses on February 1,1999. I miss him so very much and wish I could only hear his voice say, "ILove You Too".

He was a man eveyone loved to be around. He would sit and tell you of all the good times, never complaing, only answered if he was asked.

I Miss You So Very Much Paw-Paw

I will love you forever!

Sadly Missed By Your Grand-
daughter,

Missy

"May You Go Rest High On That Mountain".

Lo Extranamos Mucho.

A memorial to a special mum. Died suddenly and unexpectedly at 7.30pm in Otley General Hospital. Mum you will always be remembered for your kindness, love, smiles and protection you gave me throughout my first 11 years of life.

THE ROSES IN WINTER

Her entrance into this world was not only difficult but early. She beat all the odds laid against her like a long shot in a stakes race. She was, from the moment she arrived, a fairy princess...an angel child. Her hazel eyes were sometimes dark pools of thoughtfulness and at other times filled with the laughter and mischief of childhood. As soon as she could walk she leaped and danced around light as a feather. She often reminded me of a lovely golden leaf of autumn dancing on the wind.

Our time together was often interrupted and marred by the anger and cruelty of her father. Yet our love for each other endured and grew. In the most tragic and hurtful of times her sweetness gave me comfort and joy. She was so like me and so different. She was the best of what I was and so much more. Juliet was all I wished I could be. She was to me a great work of art...one of God's loveliest creations.

Then one spring day mother nature, in her often cruel way, took my precious child away from me. I turned 47 the day I lost her. She was only 15 and just entering the early bloom of womanhood. She was as lovely as her favorite flower...the rose. As she celebrated a close friend's leap from childhood to adulthood a tornado appeared on the horizon. She breathed her last breath in a ditch on the side of an Iowa highway...crushed by a huge piece of bent and tangled farm machinery - a 3-ton soybean head from a combine.

My heart at that moment suffered a chasm so deep I think it will never heal. My lovely angel child was gone from me forever. I was to never hold her close to my heart again, or kiss her soft cheek. Never would her laughter ring out and put joy into the hearts for those who loved her. Never again would I see her leap and dance around like my lovely golden fall leaf upon the wind. Forever she would sleep, her voice forever silenced.

Months passed and I grieved ever so silently. Loud crying and lamenting just were not appropriate for me. I cried silently most often and found others who knew the grief I knew for they too had lost a child. I could share things with them I could not share with others because they knew the same terrible loss and pain. There were holidays and other dates on the calendar that were important but could no longer be shared with this child I loved so. Those days were cold and harsh and painful. As what would have been her 16th birthday loomed before me, a cold aching vice gripped my heart and soul. I didn't think I could make it through that dreaded day.

It had been a fairly mild winter even for Houston. On the 17th day of January, 2000 the sun was shining and it was warm. All I could think of from the moment I opened my eyes was the fact my lovely angel was not here to share this milestone of her life with me. She was not here for her sweet 16. There would be no 16 candles for her. I tried to go through the daily routine with my new and beloved husband, but my heart was so heavy and the tears fell silently down my cheeks even though I did my best to will them to stop. We drove much of the day, doing one errand after another and still the silent tears fell and pain screamed in my heart. Nothing we did seemed to be real. I felt frozen and lost and so alone.

At last we finished all the things that had to be done and returned home. As we pulled into the driveway I saw something miraculous. A tired rosebush that had had few blooms the year before was in full bloom. There were delicate tiny tea roses in every hue of pink you can think of dancing on the slender delicate stems. I looked for days, everywhere we went, for another blooming rose bush. There were none. I knew the roses were a message from my lovely daughter. She wanted me to know that she was happy and blooming just as wonderfully in the next life as she had in this life.

I still shed tears and still feel the searing pain of her loss, and yet I find comfort whenever I remember her smile, her laugh, her beauty, her talent and her last precious gift to me...the roses in winter.

Author...Juliet's Mother Bobbie Sheranko

You left when I was only 11 but the memories are still vivid

To my grandmother I never got to know.
With love always,
Dannielle Palleschi-Demirai

To my grandfather I never got to know.
With love always,
Dannielle Palleschi-Demirai

To my brother Tommy, wish we could have gotten to know each other.
Love from your sister,
Dannielle Palleschi-Demirai

Daddy, You are my Hero.
You're everything I hoped that I could be.
You helped me fly higher than an Eagle.
You are the Wind Beneath My Wings.
Thank you, Thank you, I Thank God For You.
Daddy, You are the Wind Beneath My Wings.

"Well Done Thou Good and Faithful Servant.
You have been faithful over a few things, I will
make thee ruler over many things: enter thou
into the Joy of your Lord." Matthew 25:21

Not only were you a wonderful, loving mum, you were my best friend, every day i wake and get a tightening in my tummy because it will be another day that i cannot come to your house to visit, chat, drink tea and laugh with you.
You were my rock, the one person that i could lean on and you would love me no matter what i did, and you would stand by me even if you disagreed with me.

I miss you so much mum, i would give anything to have you here with me still, to hear your laughter.

I will however go on through my life and live it to the full, i have the memories to cherish, and the knowledge that giving up is not an option, you loved life and wouldn't put up with people moaning about theirs when there was always someone worse off.
Although sometimes i feel like the weight of my heart will cause me to curl up on the floor and die, i shall not, i will draw from your strength and make everyday a memory for sophia your little angel grandaughter, and pray that when its time for you to come and meet me, her life will be just as enriched as you made mine.
I love you mum, and i miss you so much.

To live in the hearts of those we loved, is not to die at all.
Sophia talks about you all the time, she has helped me a lot. I am looking after John and Mark, and they look after me, the family you created is as strong as ever.
god bless you mum, he took the best.
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julie (your precious jewel) love you, goodnight.

My sister, my friend, I miss you. You were all things to all people, but selfless to all. You were beautiful, intelligent, and thankfully gloriously happy in the last year. Your smile would light up a room. Your laugh was infectious. Your hope for the future was inspiring. You beat the odds so many times. This quote to me; was you: "Courage is not the absence of fear, but the ability to carry on, with dignity in spite of it". You had such dignity, you carried yourself with grace. So on that cold morning in December, I watched what I hoped never to see, you took your last breath, and the world lost you. I will carry you with me always, Victoria.

Carol Panciera was a woman above what words could describe.

She was a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a grandmother and a special firend. Carol will be missed by a great amount of people in our town. She worked at the Ashford School as the Administrative Secretary for many years and became everyone's friend. Whether it be her bright smiles, her words of kindness or her positive attitude on life, we will surely miss a dear, wonderful, human being in what Carol brought to all of us.

Rest in Peace our freind. You will be missed greatly.

Message to Jason:
"All along you were the one, all the time I knew it. I want you to be happy where you are now, you're my best friend; But it's so hard to let you go now, all that could've been. I'll always have the memories, and i will always have you in my heart. Fate has a way of changing just what you don't want it to."-"I'll Be Okay," Lisa Bernfeld I'm everything I am because you loved me

There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. I feel this every moment that you are not with me. I love you with all my heart and I am sad that we must part. I will continue to love you until death do us part and till the end of time.

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same!"

Don't greave for me, for now I am free;
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remebered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow;
I wish you the sunshine of tomorow.
My life has been full, I savored so much;
good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all to brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me;
God wanted me now, He set me free.

We will love and miss you always Menu,
Cassie,Kriss, Keaton, Kaedon, Cassidy, Kiley, Maggie, John, Kaileigh Shane,Mikelyn and baby

My Dear Wendy;

It has been several long years since I have heard your infectious laugh. You were my best friend and my rock. I will never forget the day that I lost you. We were buddies till the end, and nothing would have stopped that. I regret the little fight that we had, that we never got to mend. I think of you every single day of my life, and when I look at my beautiful son, who is now6, I just think of how much he reminds me of you, and how he would have loved to call you “Auntie”. He has many of your qualities, Disney loving, giggling, fun person. He sees your picture and asks if you are in heaven, and I reply to him that yes you are, the prettiest angel up there. I finished the tattoo that you wanted me to design for your back. To finish the one you had, it’s in my scrapbook. Someday, I will take a chance to call your mum and dad. Curt and Gloria, if you are reading this, I would love to hear from you. I miss my best friend with all my heart.

If anyone reading this remembers her, please email me at cherrycherry78@yahoo.com

Thank You.

Angie Hiser (Henwood)

11-11-2006

Its been 9 years today Wen. I still think of you every damn day, and of your family. I miss you more than anything, and it still smarts like it was yesterday. I'd give it all just to be able to call you up and see how you are doing. To have coffee together one last time.

I miss you Wen
Angie

~No Need to Argue~

"There's no need to argue anymore,
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore,
And the thing that makes me mad
Is the one thing that I had

I knew, I knew, I'd lose you
You'll always be special to me

And I remember all the things we once shared
Watching TV movies on the living room armchair

But they say it will work out fine
Was it all a waste of time
'Cause I knew, I knew, I'd lose you

You'll always be special to me

Will I forget in time,
You said I was on your mind
There's no need to argue
No need to argue anymore
There's no need to argue anymore"

*~*The Cranberries~*~

Lieve iedereen, Ik had graag afscheid willen nemen, maar ik zie geen mogelijkheid. Het spijt me. Dit is voor mij geen leven, het vreet me langzaam kapot. Dus zeg ik liever stop. Bedankt voor een heel mooi leven. Marnix

oh daddy, your little grand daughter is finally here. i know you would be so proud of her and love her so very much. it hurts so much that you aren't here to share this with us. i believe that you are little melissa's guardian angel, and that you are within us, but how i wish you were here on earth, where we could touch you and be with you. sometimes, i think that this is not really real- that you are still here and we can have one of our "we're too much alike" father-daughter arguments. i did not tell you enough that i loved you and i feel that i didn't show you enough either, but i do think you knew. i love you very, very much and i miss you so terribly. i remember that last day that we were together when you and mom came up and i am so glad you did, and right before you left you patted my tummy where melissa was growing and you were so happy that at long last you would be a grand-daddy. i am so glad that you got to know that, and heartbroken that you aren't here to hold her and kiss her and and have her hug you and love you. we will always make sure that she knows her granddaddy through us. and daddy, we'll always be thinking of you and loving you so much, ok? to the memory of my father, who gave me so much and showed me so much to love in the world. i truly hope that your positive spirit and honest love of people stays within me when i am feeling otherwise. you loved so many and were loved by so many, and that is truly a blessed life. i miss you daddy, and we'll always dance to "puff the magic dragon" at my wedding in my mind- always.

What can you say about the greatest, goofiest, happiest guy in the world whose life was tragically cut short in a senseless act of violence? How about that he touched the lives of kabillions of people, he was 8 tons of fun, he will be missed like crazy, remembered for his fondness of "The Mary Tyler Moore" theme, revered as the most versatile and multitalented musician around, and the last person in the world who this should have happened to. Panties, Contagious Pantages, Man of the Electric Grin you will always be in my thoughts.

My dearest Teta Annie: Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. Every time I look at my little Lexy I think of how much you would of got a kick out of her. I miss you so much. I know that you are in a better place and that you are free from the pain. You are my hero. I love you. Please look after us. Memory Eternal. Lisa

About once a week, I go to my door hoping to find him there, hoping his death was a joke or case of mistaken identity.

Dearest Dinos - You were loved by so many people - you changed our lives forever - God Bless you xxxxx

Dearest grand ma I luv you and miss you, I hope we will see each other again love Susan

To my Father William Papp, who passed away so suddenly in May. I never got the chance to tell you how I really feel. I am so sorry for everything I had put you through in the past, and I do know you loved me and I miss you so bad. I am just hoping I am able to get through this. My love to you my Father, Your Pumpkin....

p.s. The kids also miss you a lot.

To my wonderful sister to whom, we all cared so very deeply for. Your life was cut short but we all know we will be meeting you again .
Love you so much your little sis
donna

My sister my friend............... you will always be in my thoughts ..............I love you

Dad we all love you and miss you dearly! We know that your close to all of our hearts and we will see you again before too long! Rest my dear father for you have worked long and hard! Love you always and forever.

Chère Ginette Mes échanges téléphoniques et Internet avec toi me manquent beaucoup. Comme tu étais mordue d'Internet, je tenais à te rendre hommage dans ce site. J'aurais sûrement préférée que tu sois vivante et de ne pas avoir à écrire ici mais c'est la vie. J'espère que tu ne souffres plus. Je t'aimais bien....... Ton amie Lyse

She was an excellent lady. She was a very religious, disciplined, affectionate, caring, knowledgeable, and social lady. Though not much educated (through formal education route), yet she had outstanding command on knowledge and a very good memory. She nourished and guided me. Very few persons get mother like her who always inspired and cared for me. I really miss her a lot. She had deep study on Jain philosophy and practiced Jainism to the heart. She always abided by vegetarianism and followed truth, non-violence, love and compassion. We pray for her, and pray that we get her again in our next life as mother.
In her loving memory
Son, Daughter in Law and grand-daughter
Trilok Kumar Jain, Kalpana Jain and Nirupa jain.

estas líneas son para una persona muy especial para mí... soy agnóstico, pero creo en la espiritualidad de las personas... en más de una ocasión he sentido su presencia... por eso sé que ella vive en mí... donde quiera que esté la llevo en mi alma... sigue alejando a mis fantasmas... a los nuevos y a los de siempre... sirva este espacio para rendir un sentido homenaje a una extraordinaria mujer... su sonrisa me protege... su mirada me da paz... la llamaba simplemente... abuelita... con amor... tu nieto, ricardo

In Memory of Jennie Parente (nee Plescia). Oldest daughter of the late Onofrio and Angelica (nee D'Amato) Plescia of Villafrati, Sicily. Sister of Anthony Plescia-Blasco of Chicago and Mary Pidala of Tampa. Wife of the late Vincent Parente of Naples, Italy. Dear and Loving Mother of Angela Parente of Chicago. Aunt to many nieces and nephews. To have known a woman of such love and strength has had a profound impact on all who knew Jennie. It is through her spirit that we maintain many of our customs and understand our heritage as a "Family". I was only thirteen years of age when you passed; Sia, it is still like it was yesterday. You made my childhood special in many ways and I want to thank you. I know your with Nonna now in Heaven and that makes me happy, though I wish I had you both to myself. Sleep in Peace and await our reuniting with all our loved ones in Heaven. Please kiss Baby Jesus for me. I Love You Patty

The only daughter of Johna and Rachel Davies(née Evans) Buried at Aberdare Cemetery South Wales D13CRS. Kitty nursed the sick all her life and during the war years worked in Royal Leamington Spar. Returning home to the South Wales Valleys where she was born to both nurse in the local hospital and nurse her parents and haer ailing husband Will who suffered with Parkinson's. She leaves one son Garth Howel Parfitt and two grandsons Griffith Rhys and Geraint John, She is at last free from pain and sorrow re-united with Will and at last being nursed in the arms of Jesus.

One of four brothers and four sisters, sons and daughters of John Henry and Eliza Parfitt(née Parfitt). Tom,Joe,and Fred, Doris, Sarah Elizabeth and May all now interred at Aberdare Cemetery South Wales(Except Sarah - Bradford - on - Avon Wiltshire). Will worked all his life underground in conditions that were abhorent. He seen many mining disaters in his life time and seen friends and collegues killed before his eyes. The rigours of this work helped him to his death like all his brothers before him. He lived long enough to enjoy the company of both his grandsons who will carry the memory of their Mamgu and Dadcu into the future. Kitty is at your side once again

I really miss you more and more every day. It's still hard to believe that you're gone. Seems like just yesterday when we were laughing and joking with one another. I still hear you laughing, see your smile, and hear your voice. But I will always remember you for your heart and the courage you displayed during your bad times.

May His peace be with you, 'til we meet again.

Love your cousin
Gina

Thom Parham (Grandaddy)
Born: August 23, 1914 Died: December 13, 1982
Lucille Parham (Grandma)
Born: June 2, 1919 Died: January 3, 1989
Isaac Parham (Uncle Bobby)
Born: March 9, 1942 Died: March 30, 1990
Cornelius Parham (Uncle Neal)
Born: July 23, 1949 Died: March 3, 1994
Kisha LaVette Parham
Born: November 25, 1975 Died: September 11, 1995
Lamika Nora Young (Mika)
Born: September 18, 1977 Died: November 11, 1996

For all my family members that have gone on: (borrowed from the Mighting Clouds of Joy)

When I get to Heaven I'll sing and shout
Nobody will be about to put me out.
My grandma will be waiting and my grandad too.
We'll walk around Heaven all day.

Love
Your Grandaughter
Your Niece
and Your Cousin

My little star, I have done horrible things to you and I am sorry with all my heart. One day I will see you and hold you and we will be together again. I have done the worst thing possible. I never wanted to cause you any pain. I hope your suffering is over and you sit with God. I hope he forgives me...I don't feel like I had a choice. Now I think about you everyday of my life...I did have a choice, I was to scared to realize it..so in return you paid the ultimate price (trust me, I did too) You have two sisters and we will all play together.

I love and miss you more than you'll ever know
I wish things would have been different.
God Bless You
with all my love, Mommy

Gail, loving wife and mother, died from lukemia and had to leave us to early in life. Not glad she was taken, but glad she has no more pain. You will always be in my heart and thoughts even after this long, I will always love you.
Dick

Michael Parisi was the most wonderful person, gifted, funny, witty, sensitive, caring human being I will ever know. He was Superman, no he is Superman. I will always treasure the time we had together. Love, Mommy

My Grandma,
A wonderful, caring always happy person. My grandma thought the world of her family including my sister Jessica and I. My Grandma will never be forgotten and always remembered for ever. I will never forgot the ever lasting rosy cheeks and lovely smile of my Grandma I just hope she could read this to let her know i love her dearly.

love Stacie xx x

Albert Parker was my wife's dad. She was 22 when he died afer a long and painful fight against cancer. She still misses him very much, and so do I because she says she knows that we would have got on. During his life he did lots of things - teacher, traffic warden, band leader in the Army - but Trish remembers him, as we all remember our parents, as just "her dad".

Our Baby Girl Parker, you were taken away from us before we got a chance to see you, we were not able to hold you and tell you that we loved you. I didnt get a chance to hold and spoil you, the things that an aunt is supposed to do with their nieces. I was told that you had a head full of black hair and I can just see me now sitting down and brushing those curly black curls while squeezing you tight and telling you that I loved you. I regret not going in to see you,I was told that I could but I wanted to keep you in my mind the way I had you pictured, but today I regret it because I didnt get to touch that little hand and see your angel face, but one day baby girl, we will all get a chance to see you, untill then we will remember and keep on loving you.I will never forget you, loving you always, forget you never,Your Aunt Jean

May you find the peace in death you never found in life

Best friends since the age of ten, we had 41 wonderful, memorable years together. We shared a love that most people never experience in their entire lifetime. A relationship such as our only comes along once and now it has gone. We will be together again.......

"Safe in the arms of Jesus" is very comforting now that you are gone. While you were here I held you in my arms. I miss and love you very much You will always remain in my heart and memories. Never to be forgotten by your family. Neal my little ANGEL forever.

I cannot believe that you have been gone three months already. The time has gone so fast, but I still miss you so much. I wish that I could have told you how much I loved you, but there just wasn't enough time. I hope you know wherever you are. I am doing okay, the nights are difficult sometimes. Tiger is a big help. He misses you, too. I'm being good, no other guys for me right now.

Gotta go. Love you, baby.

Sue

Chris and I sat together back in high school. Twelve years later, at age 28, Chris took his own life. Chris was like a giant teddy bear. Beyond his large and intimidating appearance was a wonderful spirit and a heart of gold. I'll never know how things went so wrong for my highschool classmate, but, he touched my life in a very wonderful and positive way. I pray that Chris has found the peace that he never found on Earth.

William, you did not give up even at the end you "eccentric" guy! I love you and miss you, and you taught me more about life and death than you will ever know. Your strength is my inspiration.
XOXOXO
erin

Rest in Paradise
Forever remembered
Dawn x

Eddie, Jr. died due to injuries he and his mother received in a car accident on October 4, 1996. He was preceded in death by his father, Eddie, Sr. He is survived by his mother, Kathie, his grandparents, Glenna, Jim, and Janie, his great-grandparents, Granny and Papa Ludwig, Grandma Hahn, and Grandma Harmon and numerous other relatives.

My beautiful baby boy, you will always be perfect in my eyes. You were the spitting image of your father. That beautiful reddish-brown hair and you were so long! No matter what I will always love you. You will always have a very special place in my heart, right next to your daddy. Your daddy always said no one else would raise his child and he was right. Now, you will both be together forever. You take good care of you daddy. This the the first time he's ever done anything without me or your grandma along to help so cut him some slack once in a while. I send you both big hugs and kisses and lots of love. You will always be my little slugger. Love forever and always, your mommy, Kathie

Eddie was killed in a car accident on October 4, 1996. His wife, Kathie, who was seven months pregnant at the time, was also with him that night. They were married on September 28, 1996. He is survived by his wife, his mother, Glenna, his step-father Wayne, Granny and PaPa Ludwig, Granny Berry, and numerous other friends and relatives.

A wonderful young man, you were too perfect for this world. You are my best friend and the love of my life. Although we were only married six short days, you will always be in my heart. I will never forget how you protected me and fought for me right up until the end. You are greatly missed by all of us and we're still not quite sure how to go on without you. Life will definitely never be the same. When you left that cold night, you took my heart with you. I will never love anyone the way that I love you. You taught me how to stand up for myself and helped me find who I was and for that I will be eternally grateful. So, this one's for you Sparky. You always wanted to go out in style. I think you would have liked this. I send all my love and big hugs and kisses to you and Eddie Jr. The four musketeers are now three. Don't forget Jimmy and Joe. Don't worry I'll take care of Mom. Love forever and always, Kathie

I miss you so much. If only I could feel your arms around me once more. Be at peace my darling until we meet again.

Love you forever and ever.

Joan xxx

Tschana,
On the afternoon of Tuesday, January 2, 2001, your life was taking away by a terrible car crash that crushed your body to death! I was so shocked because you was very beautiful, popular, and going to be valediction in your class of 2003! You was a friend to all and love by many!
You was your mother only child, but no one forgot about you!
T is for all the TERRIFIC things that you did!
S is for always keeping a beautiful SMILE on your face!
C is for CARING about everything and sharing your thoughts!
H is for always lending a HELPING hand!
A is for ACHIEVED the most out of life!
N is for being NICE as can be!
A is for being the ANGEL that watched over us all!
We miss you Tschana! We love you Tschana! Tschana you are a beautiful angel! Tschana you will always be my friend!
From Latoyia, a friend who cares and will remember you always!

What I know now... is that I am strong like you....you were tough on us because you loved us; wanted us to be our best...you swallowed pride and became selfless for your children...only someone like you could be as compassionate a nurse that you were... What I said then.... i know your dying...i'll help you mom...what is it you need?..let me be your strength.. What I did then... pulled out all the pictures of you life...tied up all the loose ends...took care of dad...bathed you, fed you, held you as you walked...rubbed your stomach to ease the nausea...stayed awake at night to help you through the chemo..dressed you, did the make-up. Whatever it took Mom, I just wanted to be your rock. That last day, I held your hand and right before you died I wiped two tears from the corner of your eye. The tissue I have saved. I know this is mom of a letter to you rather than a memorial but it is all i can do right now...This past Thanksgiving, the first holiday without you. We are all trying so ha

Raymond Parrish. Born April 4, 1927 and passed away November 7, 1997. Services will be held at Cross Plains cemetery at 3:00 on Sunday, November 9. Mr. Parrish is surrvived by his wife Mary Parrish. Chieldren: Bobby Wayne Parrish, Sue Parrish, and MaryAnn Hargiss. He had several Grand chieldren and Great Grand chieldren.

He was a great man with a loving heart. His 30 year ministry touched the lives of many. He will be greatly missed by all.

Though you lived long, you were young at heart to the end. Thank you for taking us in when we needed a home. Thank you for being a constant, a faithful friend and mentor during my stormy childhood. Your accordion and fiddle music, your stories of the past, and your humor all helped me grow in countless ways. Though you have been gone many years now, I still wish I could talk to you and let you meet my wonderful wife and children. Thank you for being wiser than you ever knew. Love, Matt.

Grandad...I wish there was a way to tell you just one last time how very much I do love you...I think of you so often and hope that I can attain the contentment and happiness you seemed always to possess. I do so hope to again know you...With Love, your Granddaughter, Lisa.

Doug was killed in an accident on a sunny Bank Holiday Monday. He was a careful and considerate driver and didn't deserve to lose his life through the careless driving of another.

Doug was a special person. Quiet and unassuming, he didn't suffer fools gladly. He had the patience of a saint if necessary but watch out if you crossed him! He was extremely intelligent and almost always had an answer for everything. He had a wicked sense of humour too.

His death left a huge gap in the family. We can't believe he has gone.

Doug was a beloved son, brother and uncle and will forever be in our hearts.

Born at Merrilocks Rd, Blundellsands, died at home, Squirrels Haunt, Keswall, Wirral. Age 63.
"There is no death while memory lives."

Ken died about a week after suffering an accident at his home. He went before his time.

He was interested in everything; in world politics, in fact politics at all levels. He served as a councillor on his local town council and enjoyed every minute. The news programmes on television or radio were a vital part of his life, and he watched or listened to them every day. He was interested in life itself.

He worked hard from the age of about 15 helping his father to start up a business, which was still in existence when Ken died in March.

He enjoyed helping people with their problems, and wouldn't rest until he had solved the problem one way or the other. He would have made a good detective or a solicitor. People turned to him for advice of all sorts and for more practical help too.

Ken left behind his wife, two daughters, a grandson, four brothers, his sons in law, and many relatives, friends, acquaintances and business contacts who are scattered over Great Britain and South Africa.

This man of character now lies at rest with his son, Douglas, who also died before his time.

God bless you. Rest in peace.

William John Parry was born in Auckland, New Zealand on 30th April 1912 the eldest in a family of 6 children born to Ethel and Arthur Parry. There were 4 boys & 2 girls in the family of 6 children and 2 brothers George & Morris have passed on as have the 2 sisters Glwadys and Shirley leaving Reg as the last surviving member of the original family.

He was called Bill from a young age and grew up in the Auckland suburb of Sandringham. Bill had a happy childhood and was particulary close to George who was the next brother in age to him. He also recounted fond memories of holidays on his grandparents farm at Pukapuka near Warkworth - riding horses, which was the start of his lifelong love of horses. He attended Edendale School and then Kowhai Intermediate and left school at an early age to join the work force. At this stage he moved to Whakatane which is where he spent his early working life. Bill was 26 years of age when he met Gladys Taylor - a young women from the Taranaki who was living and working in Whakatane. They were both working in the same hotel in Whakatane and shortly afterwards started going steady. Bill and Gladys were married in Whakatane on 12th of July, 1939, the beginning of a marriage which spanned 57 years. They lived in Whakatane for the first few years of their marriage where their first 3 children, Bob, Marlene and Ken were born.

After the birth of Ken, Bill enlisted in the army. He trained at Waiouru & was in the Artillery. He served as part of the home defense on Somes Island in Wellington Harbour. After spending 4 years in the army Bill rejoined his family who had since moved to Hamilton.

The next 8 years were spent in Hamilton and it was here that Judy, Carol and Bill were born. In 1953 the family moved to Auckland. Bill & Gladys bought a fish shop in Newton which had accommodation above and this is where they spent the next 3 years. After the shop was sold Bill & Gladys bought a home in Malvern Road, Morningside. This was to be their home for the next 30 years. During the following years Sharon, Barry, Trish, Bert, Layton & Lyn would become part of the family.

Bill was also the grandpa to 14 grandchildren:

Karen & Leanne, Janine, Steven, Calvin & Kirsten, Jacki & Angela, Lisa & Tracey, Robert & Sandra, & Hannah & Sarah & the Great Grandpa of 5 great grandchildren: Benjamin & Matthew, Cale & Maddison, & Jessica

One of the great interests in Bills life was race horses. He loved the races & would go to Ellerslie & Avondale racecourses & would always have a bet. They would also go as a family to the Epsom, Matamata & Whakatane racecourses for the trotts. When he could no longer go to the racecourses he would follow them closely from home.Bill was also a keen rugby follower. When the family lived in Hamilton they would go along to support Waikato in their shield days of the 1950's. Bill also enjoyed a beer with his mates. Infact anyone who had a beer with him was his mate. He made his own homebrew which was pretty powerful stuff. Bill was 60 when he had his first heart attack. He showed tremendous strength & courage & managed to fight back to good health. About 3 years ago Bill suffered a serious stroke which prompted Bill & Gladys to move from their home in Morningside to their present home in Green Bay.

Bill passed away on August 16 1996 after suffering a further stroke.

His good humor and cheerful outlook was an inspiration to all that knew him.

Bill will be remembered dearly by all his family & friends.

Beloved Wife and Mother - A Lady Always

We have lost not only a grown daughter, but an artist/writer/creator the rest of the world will never know. You were the embodiment of an energy unbound by your grey condition. We loved you the only way we knew how. Our only consolation comes from knowing that you have been freed from the torments you knew. Our love transcends death.
o
in.

In memory of my dearest father and best friend.
Daddy you left too soon. I miss you more as time goes by.

Harold was my Father in Law and a good friend. He taught me to fly fish and his great love apart from his wife Joan was his narrow boat Shebdon (pictured).
Harold died on my Birthday in 2004 and his final wish was that his name should be written somewhere so that people could read it.
Harold was an MOD Civil Servant all his life and travelled to Hong Kong and Singapore with the Naval Dockyards.
He was husband to Joan and Father to Marie, Susan, Ann, Janice and Helen (died 10th December 1995 of Cancer)
His ashes were scattered mixed with Joan's and Helen's over Dartmoor to roam as he did often, as a boy and young man.

Memories of Helen

I first met Helen in 1968 when I was courting Sue and went for tea.

A small bumbling child walked up to me with an inquiring look on her face and looking around was told "This is Sue's boyfriend" and henceforth I was to be known as "boy".

Sue and I would, as courting couples do, settle down on the couch together and Helen would appear and plonk down beside us for her cuddle. A hand would creep around and start to prod me in the ribs meaning that Helen wanted a tickle, so I would tickle Helen and she would wriggle and squirm and giggle and erupt into peals of joyous laughter and once tickled would always come back for more.

I remained "boy" until I came back from University and Sue and I married when I became "David".

With this change I watched Helen develop from a small child into a young lady going through all the teenage angst and cursing her body which wouldn't do what she wanted, but which she would eventually master and through her breakdown to emerge a stronger and more independent person.

I remember lodging on my own in Swansea and on a Wednesday night I would go and pick up Helen and we would walk arm in arm to a local pub in Morriston where Helen would have a Coke and I a Kaliber.

We would talk about the social politics going on in the house where she was staying and she would complain about various people and who liked who and so on. She would be very tolerant with me if I could not understand what she was saying, and from time to time I would make some awful faux pas and she would rock back covering her mouth, pointing and giggling at me.

I remember seeing Sue when she was told Helen had cancer and trying to comfort her and seeing Helen in hospital and praying for her to be healed.

I remember when things started to get worse praying that God would set his Angels about her to protect and guide her, as I do when I am worried about a loved one.

And Helen died.

If treasures are laid up in Heaven from suffering on Earth then Helen earned her angels wings - a golden pair.

I bid Helen what I bid her on the day I saw her in the Chapel of Rest

'God Bless and safe journey'

and that she will enter Heaven on a pair of golden wings accompanied by a small squadron of angels to arrive at the feet of God there to be welcomed by her loved ones.

And maybe once in a while God will take Helen onto his knee and give her ribs a tickle; And Heaven will ring with peals of joyous laughter to make God and all his angels smile.

Dad, in your last days you brought the family back together.

To Joan, Mother of Helen above who, already weakened through illness, died broken hearted, after the loss of her daughter. Loved by those who lost her.

Byron was a beloved brother, uncle and friend. His death, at 41, came much too soon. There are many friends and family who will now mourn him. The world changed for me the day Byron died. It is not as happy or hopeful a place as it used to be. I feel a loneliness that I cannot shake. Byron's life ended in senseless violence and that makes his passing even harder to accept. I pray Byron is in heaven and I will laugh and talk with him again someday.

Loving Friend Forever - Ann Marie

Our father passed away December 18, 2005 due to the ravages of Alzheimer's, vascular disease, and an accidental fall at the local Convalescent Center. He was 94. His death was as they say "a long goodbye." In the past 8 years after he suffered a stroke, I watched the once active, strong, and happy go-lucky many turn into a mere shadow of himself. He was forgetting our names, our Mother's name, where he was born, where he lived, he couldn't walk, dress, bathe, etc. etc. If any of you out there has ever experienced a parent succumbing to death this way, it is the hardest ever to experience. I never thought I would be able to watch my father die, but I wanted to be near him when he took his last breath, and there I was. I held his hand, as he used to hold mine. It's now been 9 days, and our 80-year old Mother is grieving hard. After all, her partner of 55 years is gone. Even though my father was old, and has been with us for a long time, his death hit us hard, mostly because his last days were spent in a place he didn't want to be, but yet it was the best place for him under the circumstances. He always said to "enjoy life" and I'm sure he did, but it will be harder for us without him.

This memorial is dedicated to the loving memory of the poet Steven Pasqua aka "thorn" (born 6/10/65 _ died 12/8/93) I wish, I wish all the pain I have recieved and all the pain I have given can be forgotten and be forgiven -thorn-

Louis Pasteur, made the vaccine for rabies, crystallography, alcohlic fermentation spontaneous generation, theory of silk worms, germ theory of disease, foundation of anthrax, and of course, the revolution of pasturization.

In loving memory of Tania, my schoolfriend who was killed in a moped accident at the age of 16.

You were one of a kind. You brought happiness to everyone you new. Loosing you has left a major gap in my life. We had our ups and downs, but then we are brothers. What I never got to tell you was how I loved you and how proud I was and still am of what you achieved in such a short time. I miss you very much. I will love you always.

Your loving brother
Aniket.

In loving memory of our dearly beloved mum.

You did so much for us; words cannot express what you mean to us. Life is never going to be the same without you.

We miss you every minute of every day. You will never be forgotten.

Love you forever,

your girls J & S x

If I could put in writing all my memories of you, and the time we shared together, I would fill a book or two...Like how the touch of your sweet hand, and the smile upon your face each time you spoke my name, made my world a happy place. I've often asked, "Why me God? Why'd you take my Ray from me? Was it my punishment for sinning, or was it just meant to be?" But the Lord meant me no hurt, 'cause for awhile I had your love. It was just that you were needed more in Heaven, up above. I still have my memories of you for they stand for love so true...and though we're not together, my heart will always be with you. All my love, Diane

A memorial to my beloved grandmother.I still have tears in my eyes when I go to the cemetery and think of the wonderful memories I have of her.She was a wonderful,kind and loving person who left a lot of love behind!

My mom was my best friend. While she was diagnosed in July and died in November her suffering was anything but brief. She was a Registered Nurse, taking care of the elderly was her speciality. She prided herself on giving dignity and respect to those who could no longer demand it. She was a beautiful tall redhead with lots of freckles. Dad said that he tried to count the freckles once but fell asleep before he got done. Not a second goes by that I don't think of her. God I miss her.

Marshall Patrick Was my father,
He was taken from me at a very young age..But yet he is still here with me now.
Dad you were there with me when I learned how to ride a bike, When I had my First day of school, When I met my husband, When I got married, When I had my beautiful daughter Aubrey. I know your here now looking down on me. I wish you could be here to spend holidays and to see how far Ive come. I hope youre happy and I want you to look on me time to time. Youd be so proud of Aubrey, she a beautiful baby girl. my husband is a wonderful guy. Believe it or not you have alot in common. I love you daddy and I miss you everyday......your daddys little girl Amber

In Memory of Rita Pearl (Golden) Patrick- A remarkable woman who is sadly missed by all those who loved her. A christian woman who had very little needs herself, gave so much to any one in need. Born and raised in Waco, she spent most of her life here. She also raised her daughter, Martha Ann here. She had three grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren. We were all very close to her and she has touched each one our our lives in a very special way. Though she is with us still, in Spirit and in our hearts, we miss seeing her smile or feeling the love she always had to give. These memories will always live on and as her favorite poem begins: Roses Never Fade Grand-daughter, Terrie L. Johnson-Ohio

My dearest love, you were taken so soon we barely had a chance to start our life together. I miss you with every day that passes and know that my love for you will always be in my heart. I still sleep with one of your shirts and dream of you. Everyone misses you and we talk a lot about the time you were with us. How I wish I could just have you back even for one day to tell you over and over how much I love you and need you forever! Hannah and I will go on but I know you will always be "here" taking care of us. I will take care of your mom as best I can from this far, I'm hoping to take Hannah to see her "little white swarm" next year. *btw one of the girls just had her puppies out there*


Love Jennifer and Hannah

ps: Dad is moping around, missing you up at camp

"Fuddmucher," as he is often referred to by me, the one that this man has never been held accountable for hurting me and molesting me as a child years ago. "Fuddmucher" was also my "alter-ego" (I think?) because this man messed me up so bad. Long story. But at last, "it" is dead, and I can be at peace. Why am I posting an "un-memorial" such as this? Because I am finally free of worry that this evil, creepy man will never hurt another person ever again. I am free of the "Fuddmucher" curse. My mother never protected me from him, nor did she do enough to get help for me when I did tell her, even covering up for him! The biggest of the incidents that happened between Bill and me took place 2 days before my 8th birthday. Now, ironically, 26 years later and 3 days before my 34th birthday, I finally have my revenge, my satisfaction in knowing that he died from extreme pain due to the pancreatic cancer. When I heard about him dying a few weeks before, I was hoping like mad that he would get his around the anniversary of "The Main Incident." I am happy that he died without the forgiveness I heard he was begging for from me in his last weeks. Too little, way too late. Because of this man and my subsequent family life growing up, I felt worthless of being protected, worthless of good things ever happening to me. Two major suicide attempts (with a lot of other minor attempts), two trips in the hospital for a week apiece, many trials and searches among friends whilst trying to find out what I am all about, horrible nightmares, being diagnosed with severe chronic depression, anxiety attacks, low self-esteem......I pray nothing like this ever happens to my precious daughter, for no child should ever have to endure the horrors I faced. I will always protect her with my very life! I've been through a lot, and I understand other people have had it even worse than myself. The reason I am writing this joke of a memorial is because at last I get to have a word, I get to have a voice for the very first time on what a total hellish monster "Fuddmucher" really was. This is my final therapy....may you never rest in peace. "What goes around, comes around. Sometimes it may take longer than others, but one will always get what they deserve sooner or later." Closure is good.

In memory of our beautiful daughter who was killed in a car accident almost 8 years ago..You are always in our hearts and forever on our mind. We will miss you until we meet again.

She did'nt die.... she is resting in peace on the other side waiting for those who loved her to arrive.

In loving memory of Alana Pattinson, a great mum, great auntie great sister. Sadly missed by evereyone be in our hearts forever.

love the family

Alana,
you will be sadley missed by all your family.
Forever in our thoughts

Please see entry under her married name, Bachstein

You will always be remembered, my sweet little children. You are always in my heart and on my mind. I hope to see you again someday, in Heaven where there are no tears, no goodbyes. I love you.

My Grandpa passed on November 9th 2001.

He will be missed by four children, 12 Grandchildren and goodness knows how many great grandchildren, and most of all by his lovely wife; my granny:(

Grandpa was such a wonderful man, he was strong and calm, stoic and true, kind and a good listener, and a wonderful hiking partner and he took responsibility for my sister and I because our fathers did not take responsibility of us. I think he was the most noble man ever.

Grandpa and I used to go for walks early in the mornings, he would tickle me awake (I hated that part). We would take our dog Jason with us, and Grandpa would tell me to run up our local country path, after a while he would let Jason off the lead and Jason would run so fast until he caught me. We did this every day for a long time.

One day Grandpa packed my school lunch and told me he had a surprise for me. When I opened it up it was Granary bread and cheese, I was so upset!!!! Now I love Granary bread and cheese....thanks Grandpa:)

He used to call me BooBoo and make a funny whistling sound at me by curling his tongue, and when I fell from a horse and got a hoof in my face he came and fetched me and took me home and cleaned up my bruises and scrapes.

We had lots of cats through the years; Granny and Grandpa and Mum and shereen and I, and Jason was the most beautiful dog in the world. We also had the most magical garden, it was such an adventure, life was like a mythical dream at Cobb Cottage, a real treat.

On Christmas every every year Grandpa read "The Night Before Christmas" to us and Shereen and I would open our santa sacks and Grandpas socks full of presents at the foot of granny and grandpa's bed the next morning with mum too.

I really miss you Grandpa and I'm sorry that I haven't visited you and Granny for so long, but I think that you can hear me now. I bet you're walking on the downs with Jason, just waiting to meet with your whole family again one day.

I'll see you then Grandpa
With the deepest love and the most magical memories
BooBoo

"Don`t died, who remain in memory of lives..."
Beloved Mother, Wife and Friend.
Burial site: st. Adalbert`s cemetery, Lodz, Poland
( 25-th quarter: x4, y5 )

"Don`t died, who remain in memory of lives..."
Beloved Mother, Wife and Friend.
Burial site: st. Adalbert`s cemetery, Lodz, Poland
( 25-th quarter: x4, y5 )

Deaconess Betty Payne, was born July 15, 1917 in Waterloo , SC. She attended South Carolina Public Schools, she later married James H. Payne, Three sons andtwo daughters were born to this union, her oldest son preceded her in death. Deaconess Betty Payne accepted the Lord at an early age and was baptized at Good Hope Baptist Church in Waterloo, SC. After moving, to Hyattsville, Maryland, She joined Grace Memorial Baptist Church, where she served on the Deaconess Board, the Pastor Aide Club, and sang in the Gospel Chorus, the Sr. Choir and the United Voices of Grace Memorial. She leaves to treasures her memories: Her Husband, James Payne, Two Daughters, Margaret Jones, Betty Lewis, Two Sons, Andrew Payne, Colombus Payne, 16 Granchildren, 40 Greatgrandchildren, and 3 Great Great Grandchildren. My Grandmothers favorate saying was: "What ever you do for the Lord let it be real!

This is to My "Special" Payne
Dennis Payne of Denver Colorado
My Best Freind as well as My Husband
I Love you and will be with you forever in Life and Death
My dreams are still with you and my desire is still for you, and always will be!
Im Sorry for our Conflicts - Harsh Words- and I am going to let all the bad go and focus on only the wonderful thousands upon thousands amazing and fun filled ONES!

Your children miss you so much!
Q.P. and yes even Mike Chin!
Life is really Long and Hard in several ways without you...But just when I am feeling the Worst or When my soul is in Pain and feeling empty with out you...You show me that you are here !! And with us still.. In your own way!

It not only refreshing but is always - Just what I need!

I will write to you often and Love our children for the both of Us!
as always I am Proud of you- and love you with my entire being ...
Sweet dreams ,Dont let the bed bugs bite- I love you- Goodnight!
love,
Sean ,Laurissa, & Your Wife Michelle

Evan, life just is not the same without you. We all miss you as someone to have a good laugh with and who always liked a good party. We also miss having someone to insult us and have a good argument with! We will never know why you felt you had to leave us but you are in our thoughts every day. We love you, bro, from all your mates xxx

Hannah will always be in our hearts.
Beautiful, Smiling, Fun, Loving, Laughing, Crying, Stubborn, Strong, Loved, Adored. As her parents said. She will be impossible to forget. We love you Hannah and we will never forget you. xxxx

Joshua, we miss you so much. You were such a loving, careing and warm child and you are missed and loved by so many people. Especially your best friend, Garry. You left us so unexpectedly and quickly and I never got to hold you and tell you I love you, one last time. I always called you my angel and I guess now you really are, sweetheart! I hope you are happy in heaven and get the 9 green balloons that your brother, father and I will release to you on your 9th birthday! We miss and love you so much, Joshie! I'm looking forward to all of us being reunited in the future. (I hope you got the job of Grim Reaper that you wanted to do so much!) My silly punkin! I love you my first baby! Mommy

Soar like an eagle, and never be forgotten. We love and miss you my friend! Unttil our paths cross again, be free! Yours truly d.spun in loving memory of a wonderful person and a true friend!!!

My dad was my friend and confidant. There will always bean emptiness in my heart that can not be filled. Dad, I know you areno longer suffering however missing you has never gotteneasier.

Sam was born October 1, 1955 in Hollysprings MS to the late Joe L Payton he was a member of the St. Paul CME Church in Hollysprings MS. for 39 years. Sam went to Potts Camp Elememtry and Middle school. In 1981 he married Joanne Richmond. In 1986 he left his wife moved to Aurora, IL he had various jobs from 1986-1990 when he moved back home to Hollysprings, MS he took a job for Byhalia Brick & Tile Co. He then went to work for Memphis Hardwood Floor Co. That was the last place he worked before his death. Sam's favorite sports were fishing and hunting which he did in his spare time before his death he also like to listen to the rythmn & blues most of the time he enjoyed watching wrestling on tv also when he died he left a mother, 5 sisters, 3 brothers, a grandmother, many aunts and uncles, and a very special girlfriend/ wife to be. That loved him with all of her heart and soul Sam you were my life my love you showed me a love that I never knew a love that was pure and beautiful a love I could have lived inside of a love that will never die. Sam when you died you took my heart with you. Sam I love you and miss you so deeply.
ALWAYS IN MY HEART
Kris