Master Sergent Lee Peace served 21 years in the United States Army. He was a veteran of World War II, captured in North Africa, and spent the last 2 years of the war in a German POW Camp in Germany. Lee is survived by his wife, Margaret L. Peace, son, Wayne F. Peace, and daughter, Patty A. Whetzel. - Daddy, Mom, Wayne and I still miss you very much. You were the most kindness and loving husband and father anyone could ask for. Though I was only 12 when you died, Mom keeps your memories alive by telling stories about you. Wayne and I never get tired of them. You are always in our hearts and thoughts.

William "Bill" finally lost the battle against drugs on Saturday, July 1 1995. He was cremated and buried with his Grandfather in Nevada. He will be missed greatly. However, there will never be a day I do not think about him or wish it could have turned out differently. While at the same time I will never be able to listen to the song "nothin' compares to you" again without having a tear roll down my face. I love you Bill and I will never forget you!

My Son, My soul mate. Although he was only with me for 14 short hours, My life is better for it. 2lbs 2oz of perfect baby boy. Reddish brown hair and gorgeous dark blue eyes. He had a kidney infection that he just couldn't kick. He fought so hard to stay here with me, and the Doctors fought hard for him too !! My precious Son, I will never be able to ease this ache for you and I will always miss you. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of you. I know you are up there in Jesus's arms. I just wish you were down here in mine. Precious Gift..... I never thought I'd have to say, goodbye not here, not today !! Your beautiful face, Your precious touch, those tiny little toes, My love for you my Baby still grows. What a precious gift you are, I can't believe how quickly you came and then were gone. I miss you terribly and always will. You are my life and every thought still. I hurt for these things I will never see, First smile, first tooth, first steps,first words, I will never hear you cry, or see that twinkle in your eye. No I love you's, No dirty diapers, or midnight feedings for me. Instead I cry and wonder about The beautiful little Dillan that will never be. With love always and forever Mommy

Even though he was my father, he was the kindest person I have ever met. He was very intelligent, and lived his life with integrity. He was my champion, and we miss him every day.

For the best Dad (and fisherman) in the World, some may say a cliché but I know it’s true!

I remember when you died I was told that the feeling of loss doesn’t ever go away but it does get easier to deal with. It’s true; time has been a great healer.

You did an amazing job of protecting me when you were alive; just because you’re gone doesn’t mean I don’t need you, I hope you can still carry on looking after me, your little girl.

Love to Lupus.

Miss you and thinking of you both.

Lots of love,
Your daughter,

Faye x

Although we cannot see you anymore, we know you are watching out for us. You have left us with your strength. We all miss you and love you very much. With all my love always, Your wife Susan

Another child ripped from friends and family by artificial paradises, Another child no one will miss,

Except us, We all love you forever Polly....

Jonathan, Ryan, Natalie, Neil, David...

...And everyone else who ever saw you smile...

Buddy, Today March 24 is the anniversary of the day you passed on to a better place. Altough it is 8 years later it sometimes feels like yesterday. Your smiling face with those bright blue eyes and that wild blond hair is missed so much i can hardly stand it. Your guitar sits quietly in the corner just where you left it and our home is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. My only shild, you were such a gift to me, your 19 years here on earth was just not long enough. I miss the "morning song" you would make up on your guitar and sing to me as I got ready for work. They were some pretty crazy songs. I'm sorry I didn't record any of them but who knew you weren't going to be here in the years to come? All I know is as each day passes is one day closer for me to be with you again. Here on our earth you were so happy making everyone laugh, the laughter here now is gone. I miss you Buddy---see you in my dreams. love and peace MOM

To our baby boy who we miss dearly and long to hold just once more. you are forever in our hearts and thoughts! you are missed by so many and words cannot express the emptiness we feel and the thoughts of what you would look like now when we see a child whose age you would have been. and all the things in life I wish you could have had the time to experience. we love you more than words can say, you may not be cradled in my arms but you certainly are in my heart! we love you, mommy & daddy

Beloved Grandmother, Great Grandmother, Mother, Aunt, Godmother, Friend. May you rest in peace in Heaven with all of the Lords Angels, as now you are one as well. We lost you in the flesh to cancer but we gained you in our hearts forever. You will be greatly missed but your legend lives on forever....

Beloved Grandmother, Great Grandmother, Mother, Aunt, Godmother, Friend. May you rest in peace in Heaven with all of the Lords Angels, as now you are one as well. We lost you in the flesh to cancer but we gained you in our hearts forever. You will be greatly missed but your legend lives on forever....

i love and miss you daddy your in my heart every day,i wish you were here to see your grandsons and your great granddaughters you would be so proud daddy i miss you so much and when mom went to be with you in 1988 it broke my heart then last year i lost donnie i never thought i would ever hurt so muchlosing you and mom was bad,but losing a brother like don was worst. i love you all your little girl janet

Dad was one of the youngest physicians to graduate from Long Island College Hospital in Brooklyn, N.Y. He was only 24 years old, notwithstanding the fact that he spent one year in engineering school, and had served for a year with the American forces in Europe in 1917. He was the first in our family to attain a professional degree.

He was father, brother, and best friend to my aunts, uncles, Mom, my sister and myself. He was part of a wonderful world where people believed in family, country, and God. He worked as a general practitioner and surgeon and was loved and respected by his patients. I remember that for months after his death, patients would ring our front doorbell and offer to pay their medical bills. There were no financial records, but no matter, they wanted Mom to receive the fruits of Dad's labor of love.

Dad was forever loaning money to his family so that they could put a down payment on a home or on a business. The loans were usually only marked by a sheet of paper in one of his medical books. Sometimes one of these sheets would be found years after he passed on. These loans were given privately, often with no one other than Dad and the recipient with the knowledge that this took place.

My sister and I were only children, ages 6 and 11, when he passed from us; but that passing was a very terrible and important part of our lives.

We were a medical family, but it was only until years later, when I was in medical school, that I found out why and how he died. An accidental discovery of a long lost postmortem exam report revealed that those five months of illness were caused by recurrent pulmonary emboli, a condition that would be very treatable today. They were five months in which the best medical minds among his colleagues couldn't help him. He was first hospitalized in the hospital where he worked, Bay Ridge Hospital. He was later transferred to the then new Veterans Administration Hospital in Brooklyn where my sister and I could wave to him from the grounds around the hospital. He was so happy to see us, and so were we to see him. I missed accompanying him while he made house calls. Yes, doctors made house calls then. I missed his patience and love.

Dad got to come home for one weekend in the five months that he was ill. It was the last weekend before he died. It was glorious. Mom was so happy. Then, that Sunday, Dad started bleeding from the nose and had to be brought back to the hospital. I was so worried. I was also hopeful that since he got to come home for two days, that maybe he was getting better. I prayed, and I knew that if I completed an eight day prayer, the Novena to the Immaculate Conception, on December 8, he would survive and return home to us; but I also dreamed a horrible nightmare. In the nightmare, I would be accepted by my grade school teacher for a student job that I had wanted for weeks. In my nightmare, Dad would die the moment I would accept my highly covetous job. The nightmare recurred daily for weeks. On Friday, December 7, 1951, at !:12 PM, just after lunch break at school, I was finally offered the student job that I wanted so badly. I happily accepted. At that very moment, Dad went on. When I arrived home at 3:15 PM, I saw my uncle Lou, and I knew immediately what happened.

It is now 44 years later, but I still remember you, Dad. I still miss you.

Your shimmering eyes were made for eternity, like stars, made to lighten up heaven. Jeg elsker dig, kaereste. "... What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do with its love? I have never seen a thing so clear. His lids are like the lilac-flower. And soft as a moth, his breath. I shall not let go. There is no guile or warp in him. May he keep so." Din Elisabet.

Mom,
I miss you so much, but I know your with Daddy and Sidney, and I know in my heart your happy, it won't be long and we will be all together again. I do know when you left us there was a big hole in our family that only a mother can fill, but I thank you everyday for what you and dad taught me and I will pass it to my children and grandchilden.
I love and miss you mama, it is really not fair, as time passes it should get better but it does not.
Give my brother and daddy a big hug and kiss for me and I will see you all again in heaven.

My heart and soul is with you everyday!
I miss you all so very much........
Your baby girl,
Karen

Hey Sid,
I put you in here so I can talk to you too, I bet you and dad are having a great time!
The kids are all grown now, you have 2 beautiful grandchildren but you already know that.
I love you brother and will be with you someday.
Your Baby Sister

Daddy,I've missed you so much in this short time you have been gone. I know life will never be the same for our family,you were the light of our life and we miss you. Brett is doing ok he talks about you and he really misses his Opa.I see sadness in his little face but I am greatful he had you for 6 years, I know you will be in his heart and sole forever. Mom misses you so much, she is a stronger woman than I ever thought she would be. All the boys are doing fine of course without you being here they all seem different now. I know they all lost a big part of their life when you left. Sheilah is ok, you know her? ha All the other great and grandchildren are doing fine, some of them are so young they will never know the great man you were, but the stories we can share they will get to know the love that you had for each and everyone of them. Well Dad I guess its my turn, I'm doing ok I don't think my heart will ever mend they say it will but I just don't think so.I loved being around you and I loved the times we had together, I will miss watching U.K. playing ball and our boxing matches, those are special times for me and I will be sad for a long time when I see an event that I know you would have been watching with me. I love you daddy and my heart breaks without you, but we will all be together again as a family. You are and always will be the man of my life, and until I see you again you are in my thoughts and prayers everyday. I miss and love you daddy. Your daughter, Karen

Beloved husband and wonderful father.You left at such a young age.You always said you wouldn't live to see your children reach adulthood.I know that all things are in Divine Order,but that doesn't fill the empty space in our hearts.The children always wonder,why?I wish I knew what to tell them.Know that we love you,now and always.When our time comes to make the transition I know you will be there to greet us. Peace! Sheila Blanco-Pedrosa, Nicole,Ephillipee,Kyle

James Peebles passed away Friday of injuries sustained from an accident on Thursday morning. Jim was a beloved father, proud grandfather and delighted great-grandfather.

He was born in Oswego, New York in the first decade of the twentieth century and witnessed the birth of the auto age, going from riding in his father¹s carriage to owning his first car, a used Ford Model T. He loved to drive and continued to do so into his early eighties. He still dreamt frequently of being behind the wheel of a fine vehicle, going where he wanted when he wanted. He even found it difficult to watch car commercials on TV long after he lost his ability to drive.

He was a man of wit and commitment, and was thoroughly dedicated to his family. His last two years were spent convalescing after a fall that fractured his hip and three ribs. Wheelchair bound, he still held onto the belief that someday he would be able to regain the use of his long legs.

He was a physically striking man; Six foot two, full head of hair and a sense of humor that might best be described as lovingly caustic. "Gentleman Jim" loved to tease and loved even more to be teased back. Many didn't understand his brand of levity, but those who did, appreciated his timing and quick wit.

The one true love of his life was his wife, Margaret Strowger of Rochester, New York. Jim and Marg had three children: Gretchen (Ballmer) Œ44, Hugh Œ46 and James Jr.¹49. The family moved from Oswego to San Diego in 1959, and were devastated by the death of Margaret in 1961 after an early experimental kidney transplant failed to keep her alive. He will be joining his first wife at Fort Roscrans Cemetery when he interred there on Thursday morning at 10 A.M. His remains will be on view at Featheringill Mortuary in San Diego on Tuesday, February 13th, from 3:00 - 7:00 PM.

Jim started a hearing aid business in Oswego and joined Rotary International in 1945, religiously attending meetings. He received a perfect attendance award in 1992 for a record-breaking fourty-seven years, never once missing a weekly meeting for almost five decades.

He was the last surviving child of Hubert James Peebles, a successful businessman who became the president of Oswego Savings Bank. His mother, Edna Prowdfoot, was the second wife of Hubert.

Jim married Aldine Daum of La Jolla in 1969, and became a devoted parishioner at St. James By the Sea Episcopal Church. He will be having his funeral at the church on Wednesday afternoon, February 14th at 2:00 PM.

When he moved to La Jolla, Jim began a routine that was to make him a well known figure at Mission Beach. Several times a week he would ride his bicycle on the boardwalk, becoming the oldest ³regular² on the long stretch. He would reward his efforts at the end of his ride by having ³just one beer² at World Famous Restaurant.

He spent his final two years at Mt. Miguel Covenant Convalescent Hospital in Spring Valley, becoming a respected and loved patient of the facility. It was there he had his fatal accident.

Following his earlier fall and incapacity, he had few pleasures. Self-confined to his bed, he spent his time listening to his short wave radio and watching television. He didn¹t want to get out of his bed for lack of motivation. He requested an opportunity to indulge in his past habit of smoking tobacco, and was allowed to have three cigarettes a day outside the building in a small gazebo overlooking Sweetwater Lake. This was his one vice, and after the routine began, he gained weight, joined the other patients in activities and became optimistic about the future. He was very conscientious about not attempting to smoke anywhere but in this one spot, and would have his children, nurses, visitors and friends wheel him there for his smoke. While there, he would tell his helper how much he loved this view and how it reminded him of Lake Placid, New York, where he worked at a vacation resort during his youth.

On the morning of Thursday, February 8, he managed to get to his spot, unbeknown to the staff, to indulge in his habit. The cigarette he was smoking dropped to his lap and ignited his clothing, engulfing him in flame. When he was discovered, a staff member put out the flames sustaining smoke inhalation. His last words were to voice his concern for the staff member. "Is she all right? Is she all right?" She was.

He was rushed to University of San Diego Medical Center's Burn Ward, and died the following morning, but not before his daughter, two sons, seven grandchildren and great granddaughter were able to visit and tell him of their love and devotion.

He will be sorely missed. His family is consoled in the knowledge that he was doing what he wanted to maintain his dignity and went out in a blaze of glory.

Hugh Peebles
February 10, 1996

In loving memory. Life cut short by a strangers bullet. He was working at his job trying to make something of himself when 3 people decided to rob his store that he worked at. He never had a chance. They pulled to the window and shot him. We miss him now and forever. We love you Timmy Jr. Although your life was short, you filled our lives up, and gave your all. All we have left now is your memory that we will cherish forever. Until we meet again in heaven, love always,
Dad, Lou Ann, Josh, Susan, Frankie,and Sarah

This is for my dear aunt whom we lost to cancer after she had already been in remission for several years, we understand that people get tired of fighting the same battle.

Dear Aunt Bessie,
We will never forget your spirit, how it uplifted us all through whatever came upon us, and how your courage gave us all a newly refined hope. It was that hope that you provided us with, even though you knew deep inside that the battle was almost over, that kept our worlds going. For that, all I have to say is thank you and may a little bit of your strength remain in us all.

mom,
i miss you so much. i wish you were still here. you saved my life when i was just a baby, i wish i could have saved yours. but the lord knew what was best, and your work here was threw, so he called you on home. wait for me mom, ill meet you soon. i love you.
your daughter,
angie

Dear Pele! we will always remember you!! your charm, sense of humour, we never be forgotten among us!! we can see that in your daughter Lisa! she is so cute!!

RIP!

Hi Mom: I can't believe it's been 9 years that you've been gone. It seems like only yesterday.. I continue to think about you and still miss you. Today I had to do some shredding of old documents and tax forms and came across old telephone statements and saw all the phone calls I made to you over the years just to chat. You have a new great-son - Jake Wilson.. He's a character. karen makes sure the boys remember you and she has your pictures on her dresser. Miss you so much . Wish you were here but I know you are quite content where you are right now. Love you.. Love L

Dear Mom: You were taken away from us so quickly, I still can't believe you are really gone. Although you will remain in my heart and memories forever, I still miss your presence everyday of my life. I never got to thank you for all the sacrifices you made as a mother raising all four of us single-handedly, doing the very best you could for us and never complaining. When things got tougher, you worked harder. I never fully comprehended the hardships you endured through these difficult years until after your death. Wherever you are, I hope you can feel the love and respect I hold for you in my heart. Tyler and Steven will learn of their great-grandma through the years from all of us. We will never let your memory fade from our heart and mind. Your daughter, Lucille

Hi Judi: I think you know how much we all miss you. You were taken away too soon but I know you are in a beautiful and peaceful place now and healthy. I miss you, girl! I know Hallmark is suffering a decrease in sales without you around - when no one else did, you never failed to send a warm and personal card for every occasion. You have a good heart and always thought of others.. I know you are looking down and watching over everyone, especially Ron and the kids and the grandkids. You are very much a part of their daily lives and your memory will never ever die... One day we'll all be together again so save a spot for us....

Love, Lue

Well, Dad, it's been a long and winding journey for life for all of us in this family. Having been separated many years ago I guess you might say that special bond created by loved ones never really developed fully. However, you are still my father and I feel great sadness that you are gone. You didn't suffer which is a blessing and I know you waited for me and Ron to get there before you decided to leave this old place. I know you're in a much better place now - a place where you can breathe easier and be free from all discomfort.. I'll think of you a lot and hope you watch over us.. Your daughter, Lucille

A mio padre

E fu il buio
e fu la fredda morte
a strapparmi colui che
era così importante.
EÂ’ bastato un solo momento
per trasformare la felicità
in dolore,
i sogni
in castelli di sabbia,
il presente
in passato.
Destino crudele
ti sei avventato su chi
sperava di essere finalmente arrivato
alla felicità , alla tranquillità.
Ti sei avventato su chi
aveva saputo amare.
Ti sei avventato su chi
poteva ancora sperare.
Vita beffarda
ti prendi gioco di noi,
e quando sei stanca
ci schiacci con disprezzo.
Ed ora
solo un grande freddo
regna nei nostri cuori,
unito ad una rabbia
che sfogarsi non riesce.
E non vogliamo crederci,
e ti vediamo , papà,
in ogni luogo.
E ti sentiamo
come pochi giorni fa.
Comunque sia,
tu papà sarai sempre nel mio cuore,
nella mia mente.
E nulla e nessuno
potrà mai farti male
perché la morte
può cancellare il corpo di un uomo
ma non può cancellarne il ricordo.
E perciò tu vivrai,
con lo spirito,
e mi consiglierai,
e mi sgriderai.
Tu sarai con me,
in me.

Stefano Pelloni 3 Agosto 1987

Dad, I never told you enough times how much I love you. That's what happens when you think you have so much time and you take advantage of it. But, I know that you feel my tears when I'm missing you so much or when my kids are bad and I wish you were here to help guide my sons or when I hear a special song we shared or when I see a porch swing thinking of all the times you sang and played your guitar there or when I laugh about your jokes and funny things you said. I do know that you would have been the proudest Grandfather ever!! And I hope that you know how truly you were loved here and how much I still love and miss you. My Daddy is the best man a little girl could ever ask for. I love you, Dad!

Much missed.

How we miss you Roge. We will add to this soon.

My dear gram how we miss you, Billy and I. You called it like it was and to the point. Thank you for what you have done. You were very wise. We have and will follow your wishes. I know you are at peace, feels good huh. You can smile now, everything is going to be all right. We love you gram.

Twenty-five years ago today you left your troubled world! Ironically, it was on my son's fourth birthday... It would be seven years before I learned of your death and felt the pain of your loss! I hope you knew you were loved in those years of rebellion and anger! Even though it was beyond my ability to be of any help to you, I hoped life would treat you with a gentle hand! Tony, I will always remember! Carmel Miller Pinkerton

My Dad worked in the coal mines of southern West Virginia for 35 years. He died of congestive heart failure, complicated by black lung and emphysema. He was always a joyful person and a true friend. He is greatly missed.

r.i.p uncle geoff
gone but never forgotten
from sister beryl and all your nieces and nephews xxx

r.i.p big mike
you and geoff back together now, never forgotten from your sister beryl and all your nieces and nephews and all the crew xx

Beloved grandmother (Bubbie). Wherever she is now, I just hope they let her do the cooking. I haven't had a decent meal since she left.

Blanca Yolanda Perez The most beautiful angel that fell out of the sky, God has taken you back. You are a faithful servant of our lord Jesus Christ and you will always be remembered. Your kindness extends far beyond the boundaries of this world. Your loving smile and prayers carried The Perez and Fernandez families as well as The Brooklyn Baptist Church to higher levels of joy. May the Lord walk with you all of your days in heaven and may he smile upon your glowing face. You will always be remembered as a Wife, Mother, Aunt, Angel and guide to the Lord.

It was a tragic death. To die so young at the hands of drugs and neglegent people. Chris will always be remembered as a good hearted and high spirited person. I will ALWAYS love him and ALWAYS miss him. The demples, The chipped-tooth smile, and that crazy laugh. It will all be cherished and missed forever. He was my special Super-Man. The man I always knew could someday fly. His memory will live on through his daughter and his loved ones. He was very special to many people in Melville and he will be dearly missed. I know he is watching over us and he will always be with me for as long as I live and I know one day we will be reunited again in Heaven. He was (in my book) the greatest man in the whole wide world! And he will always be my baby!
Love Always,
(Your Fiancee)
Jessica

Henry was a loving husband and father. If you knew him,you were a friend.He was an Assistant Director of Cardiopulmonary services at Services at Memorial West-Volusia Hospital. He is loved and missed by so many. He died after a brief battle of Lymphoma. I wait for the time when we are together again. Dee-Dee your daughter and Henry your son, and your wife, Gloria miss you. He was a member of Holy Cross Lutheran Church. We miss his laughter and loving ways.

In memory of our dad , Jose who fled Cuba in 1962 after sending mother , sister , and me in 1960 . We has a very good life in Cuba and the courage that my father had to send us to America was only equal to his unconditional love for us. He was not a sometime hero but always there to hold you up if you were fallen He is greatly missed , we take comfort in knowing we will see him again. Son Jose Daughter-in-law , Diane

In loving memory of my nana. I miss you so much nana. I wish I could of been there for way before I brought you to live with me. I will always remember those months I had you with me. You were never a bother to me. You are in a safe place now and no longer suffering like you were. You lived your life to the fullest. You always said to bury you cantando so thats what I did. You looked so peaceful and happy. I miss you my nana and I will always love and cherish you with all my heart.

Love your niece,
Rosie Villa

My childhood friend Lisa died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound 13 years ago (it's 1998) and not a week goes by that I don't think of her. We went to grade school and high school together. She lived one block away and was so funny, pretty, irreverent, lovely, sweet and tender. I miss her and wish she still lived a block away from my mother's house and I could visit her. I can't bring myself to visit her parents, Arthur and Emma Perez, it's so hard. Lisa "poo poo" Perez, I miss you and haven't forgotten you. I bet you'd be surprised to know that.

Dad, You were my light of life... I will never forget the wonderful times we had together. You were my best friend, my mentor and the best father one could ask for. You gave me guidance and love up until the end. You have always provided for me and I will keep your memory alive forever in my heart. I know one day we will be together again and that will keep me going for the rest of my life. All my love, Mark

Dear Jaden, I am one of your Mommy's friends. I didn't get to hold you but you will always be in my heart. I know you will always be watching over your Mommy to keep her strong. I love you and miss you! Love, Shadai~

In loving memory of a wonderful mother. Her last mission on earth was to bring a distant family back together. She Succeeded.

dawn,thankyou for touching my life.i remember you coming to see me during your chemo.and telling me how ugly you felt and crying.dawn, you were beautiful,i was so full of admiration for your strength and will to live,all i could see was the person i would like to be.but i dont think i told you.and now its too late.i never got to say goodbye,i hope you know that in those last few days,i would have been there if id known,by your side.we will all watch over your little boy...he ran out to me today and said...'my mummy has died' it broke my heart,but i dont think he understands.sleep well dawn and watch over us...oh,and i got your message...thankyou.always in my heart.leonie xxxxxxxxxxxx

Michael Lee was born a stillborn due to Kidney failure while I was 4 and a half months pregnant with him. I was only 19 when I had him. And went a rough 24 hours of labor with him. Even though he wasn't born doesn't mean I didn't know and love my lil baby boy! I love you with all my heart Michael! Here is 2 poems for my lil baby boy!

Sweet Michael!

Your mommy loves you mor than any other mommy would,
She cared for you inside her like no other could.
She loved and held you so tenderly until the end.
And now she needs your help, her broken heart to mend.
Come down tiny angel and whisper to her soul,
For nothing but your presence can make her spirit whole.
For too short a time you brought to us such joy down here on Earth,
Ironic how that joy should end with Sweet Baby Michael's birth.
Ironic we must wait for death to see your face again.
Please God help to comfort us so we can wait till then.

What Makes A Mother!

I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say...

A mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But, God, can you be a mother
when your baby is not with you?

Yes, you can He replied,
With confidence in His voice.
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime,
And others just for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay.

I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here.
He took a breath and cleared His throat
And then I saw a tear.

I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say:

"We go to earth to learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear.
My mommy loved Oh so much
I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a mom
Who has so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My mommy set me free.

I miss my mommy Oh so much,
But I visit every day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow is where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And I whisper in her ear.
Mommy don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I'm here."

So, you see my dear sweet one,
Your children are not blue.
Your babies are here in MY home,
They'll be at Heaven's gate waiting for you.

So now you see what makes a mother,
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of,
Right from the very start.

Though some on earth may not realize you are a mother,
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day,
And they'll know you were the best one!

That poem really spoke out to me when I lost my boy and it helped me with my loss! It's one of my favorite poems and I think Michael would love it too! I will always be thinking of you my sweet lil baby boy! Just remember I will always love you and I will never forget you!

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep. If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more. If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day. If I knew it would be the last time, I could spare an extra minute or two to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming you would KNOW I do. If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day, well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so Ican let just this one slip away. For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we always get a second chance to make everything right. There will always be another day to say our "I love you's", And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's?" But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget, Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike, And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.. So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today? For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day, That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish. So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear, Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear, Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay". And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today. We miss you so much!!!!!!!! You will live in our hearts forever!!!! Love, Your Family

Dad....It will be two years on January 7th, 2002, that you departed from this world. The holidays are not the same and neither are we. You are missed so much and loved even more. I hope that you are watching over all of us. I know that the incidents of Sept. 11th, 2001 were hard on you. You always were concerned for others and shed tears for others grief. I miss you so much, dad. Merry Christmas...I love you!!!

Your daughter,

Pam

Words have little chance with the task before them when you call on them to pay tribute to someone like Ronald. I think good people, really good people, must be the ones whose exciting spirits keep the world going beyond their time. Ronald himself has gone and I find it personally too awesome an event to grasp. He and I were only approximate to each other for such a short time but remained in touch for fifty years. His spirit will always be eagerly welcomed by mine because he always seemed to focus on the good. He aspired to better things. He was curious and interested in many kinds of endeavor. He excelled and seemed to have searched out life to the fullest reach. But for me it was as a friend, he had no equal. I still have the other matching half of his sockeye stamp he gave me. Nothing good is lost, the creative always multiplies. Hope still rides on with Ronald.

Ciao Chicco...
Mi manchi tanto... ma tanto... per sempre...
Non Vedo l'ora di riabbracciarti.
Everythin's gonna be AllRight... Ciao Fratellòòòòòòòòòòòòò

Josephine was my grandmother, she practically raised me till I was five. She was kind, fiercely independent, and in her youth quite a hellraiser. She will always have a special place in my heart and I can only hope that she knew how important she was to shaping of who I am today.

Jocelyn Valentine

Daughter of Charlie and Sherry Perry. Brandy Perry died April 24, 1996. She was walking on Lower Roswell Road in Marietta, Ga. when she got hit by a car. She was rushed to the hospital but the ambulance crashed. She was pronounced dead at Northside hospital. She was 12. She was the most popular girl in her grade. She was an excellent speed skater and a great dancer. She was beautiful too. She now lays to rest at Greenlawn cemetery in Roswell, Ga. She is missed by all.

Bruce was born, raised, educated, worked and died in Middletown, Ohio. He was the eldest of three brothers. While his death has left quite a void in the life of his parents and brothers, his memory makes each one of us stronger. The world is a much richer place having had a person like Bruce influence, change and direct in his corner of creation. A life well lived and fondly remembered.

"He Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support."
Hebrews 13:5

Funeral: Wednesday, Sept. 6, 2000 at 11 a.m., St. Zion Baptist Church
Interment: Perry Family Cemetery

He leaves to cherish his memory: his eleven children and a host of grands, great-grands, nephews, nieces, a brother-in-law, cousins and friends.

Arrangements: Brown's Funeral Services, Inc., Warrenton, NC

My father died of a sudden heart attack one week before father's day. He was 51 years old.

My dear little Grandson, Anthony Willi, lived for only 8 months on this earth. He was escorted by the angels to his heavenly home where he is surrounded by those who have gone before him. Till we meet again may God bless you on this your first Christmas in Heaven.

Charlie passed away after a long battle with cancer. He will be greatly missed by all of his friends and family.

Sie war ein Glueck fuer alle, die sie kennenlernen durften. Zu frueh, zu frueh...

To a loving father who is missed dearly.

There is not a day goes by where you are not sorely missed. I only wish there was more time but some things are out of our control. I believe you walk beside me in everything I do. You are always near to me, always by my side. Thank you for the life you gave me. I treasure each moment, but wish they could all be spent with you.
I never had a chance to say goodbye. I was too young to understand. I thought I would see you again but I did not get the chance. I long to hold you tight in my arms and tell you of all the things I’ve done. I long to share my life with you, each and every day. There are so many questions I have wished to ask, so many things unsaid.

Now there is not much left to say. You left too soon. I love you Dad, and I always will.

Your dear son, Martin.

It seems like only yesterday you were with us. We all miss you and we still think about you every day. Heaven is a brighter place because you are there. We love you. Husband Luther, children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Dear Dad, it has been allmost 3 years, and we still think of you allmost every day. We all say Hi, and wish you were here. At least you are out of your suffering.
Love, from Barb, the rest of the kids, and especially the grandkids, we learnt a lot from you thru the years.

Dear Mom, at times, we thought it was a trial to take care of you and Dad every day, but how we wish that we could have that trial back. Think of you every day. I have so many things that I would like to tell you. Jimmy and I try to keep flowers on the graves. Miss you so much. Wish you could see how the great grandchildren are growing, but maybe you do.
Love from all.

Hi Mom,

I love you and miss you so!!! There are no words to describe the emptiness I carry around inside me. I feel a piece of me has died with you. A piece of my heart. I think of you everyday. I miss you! I miss everything about you! Your warm and expressive gentle eyes. Kind eyes, blue eyes that lit up when you smiled. Seemed to light up your whole face. I love you and I think of you and I need to remember....cannot believe you are gone. But I am so thankful to have had you in my life. You were a wonderful mother to me and did the best! I love you! I'm glad that I was able to be there for you in the end, the way you were always there for me when I needed you most.

I love you Mommy!

I will see you in heaven someday.

Gaze up at the blue sky
Someone's up there
watching over you.

I know you are watching me from above. My dear sweet beloved mother. As the one year mark creeps up upon me. I reflect upon this past year. The strange and painful year which it has been. My pain is eased by knowing you are everywhere in the universe with me. Around me and watching over me. You are my dear sweet guardian angel. My dear sweet mother you are so very much missed. You will always be missed. But I wanted you to know I was here thinking of you and wanted to remember you. I love you Mom! Forever in my heart! I carry you with me always.

I hear you and feel your presence watching and listening to the crows which you loved. I see your beauty in flowers and warm fragrant breezes. I know that you are always around me. Everywhere that I can see, hear and touch your spirit remains with me. I love you and miss you always!!!

Your loving daughter
Natty :-)

Hello Mom,

I just wanted to leave something to you to rememeber your birthday and Mother's Day. To remember once again and always what a loving, amazing and special individual you wil always be to me. I will remember you as always when I see sunshine, hear birds sing and smell the fresh warm breezes of spring.

To know that warm spring days, beautiful flowers and sunshine are some of the things you enjoyed most. I will always carry you in my heart. I will never forget you and love you always. Knowing that wherever I am you are watching over me.

It will be 4 yrs this year since the sad and awful day of your passing. But I will always think of you and know that you are at peace. Thank you for always watching over me.

I love you

Luv,

Natty

I never thought the day would come that I would have to say good bye to the strongest person in my life. But on Thanksgiving morning 2002 that is exactly what I did. You were so brave dad and fought so hard to stay with us, but I know that God felt you had suffered enough and it was time to take you home. He gave us all time enough to let you go but there is still so much pain especially through the holidays which you loved so much.

I am so proud to be your daughter and will forever make you proud of me and your 4 grandkids who love and miss you dearly as well.

As your loving Jessica said 3 days before you died, "Have a Happy Thanksgiving in Heaven." That was all it took were those small loving words to send you to peace. Please watch over us all and keep your love as strong as it has always been. One day we will be together again fishing in that great lake of heaven so save me a piece of chicken!!!

With much love and pride.
"POOPSIE"

Bear died at the home of his mother in Janesville Wisconsin. He is survived by his brother Thomas Neil Peterson, his sisters Susie Louise Hoeft Thorp and Judith Elaine Hoeft. His mother Janet Nancy Bullman Peterson Hoeft Leach. He was preceded in death by his father Sherman on Jan 24, 1994. Bear was a Vietnam Vet who served 1971-1975.

Auntie Elaine......Sister of Camille (Uszler) Estka....Godmother of Lyn......Mother of Sandra, Ronald and David. Wife of Leonard T. Peterson. Grandmother of Elizabeth, Scott, Michelle, Heather, and Nick. Missing you.......but knowing you are with Camille having a great reunion. Thinking of you on this six month anniverary of your passing. Sending you good vibes from the heart of a Taurus.....to the wisdom of my dear Aunt a Pisces.

A native of Montana, Jade live and loved the West. He could be tough as rusty barbed-wire or as cheerful as a warm spring wind. He was my best friend. I miss him, dearly.

In Memory of The All American Jeff Peterson. It's been two years since your passing and your still remember each and every day. I miss you so much... your Friend, Darlene.

You'll be in my heart,
Yes you'll be in my heart,
From this day on,
from now and forever more!

My Uncle Ronnie was born in Montevideo, MN the son of Elmer and Gertrude (Ninneman)Peterson. He attended School and grew to Adulthood there. He served in the US Navy for four years as a Machinist Repairman. He was united in marriage with Luanne Pangrac on April 25, 1959,at Our Redeemer's Lutheran Church in Benson, MN. They made their home in Montevideo. Ron worked as a machinist at Montevideo Manufacturing for 14 years, was owner/operator of Ron's Standard Service for 4 years, a dispatcher for the City of Montevideo for 6 years, and for the State of Minnesota as a Deputy State Fire Marshal/Investigator for the past 18 years. He was a volunteer on the Montevideo Fire Department where he served as Assistant Chief and Fire Chief. He is a past member of the MN State Fire Association, MN State Fire Chief's Association, and the MN State Fire Marshals Association. He enjoyed fishing, camping, traveling, working in his shop, and spending time with his family. He was a member of Calvary Baptist Church and served on the Board of Trustees. He is survived by his wife, Luanne; two daughters: Vicki Starbeck and her husband Robert of Lakeville, MN and Janis Johnson and her husband Dale of Montevideo, MN; seven grandchildren: Patrick, Michele and Robbie Starbeck; Kari, Braden, and Kaylee Johnson; and Tammy and her husband Ricky Schmitz; one great grandson, Ricky Joe Schmitz; one sister, Margaret "Peggy" Olson and her husband John of Worthington, MN; and numerous nieces, nephews, and cousins. Preceding him in death were his parents and one grandson, Cody Ronald Johnson. Ron "Sparky" Peterson died at the Chippewa County-Montevideo Hospital at the age of 60. May his memory be blessed.

I remember my uncle best first when he married my mother's sister....I was so angry, because he was marrying her and not me...then, when I spent time with them at their house when I was young.....We went to the State Fire Convention in Fairmont, MN and stayed at the Flying Goose Campground.....We always had so much fun......

Missing you....

Your Niece Cheri and Great Nephews and Nieces: Christopher, Stacy, Lance, Amanda and Kayla Ripka

You were a very good person, Gene. You had more friends than anyone I knew. They loved you as a fair and honest leader.That you were, at work and in the military. You were a hero to your son and to your fellow service men in that terrible war you had fight. They called me when you died and told me how much you meant to them. I miss you, Dad but I'm trying to repay you by being a good father as you were. Your grandchildren are fine and they remember and love you.

Daddy, I miss you. I want to tell you how much you meant to me when I was growing up. You taught me right from wrong, and you loved me. I'm making you proud of me, Daddy. I'll always be your girl. Thank you for loving me. You will never be forgotten, but will always be missed.

TO THOSE I LOVE, AND THOSE WHO LOVE ME When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears; Be happy that we had so many years. I gave you my love; you can only guess, How much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love we have shown, But now it's time I traveled on alone. So grieve a while for me if grieve you must, Then let your grief be comforted by trust. It's only for a while that we must part; So bless the memories within your heart. I won't be far away, for life goes on; So if you need me, call and I will come. Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near... And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear All my love around you, soft and clear. And then when you must come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile, and "WELCOME HOME" WE ALL LOVE YOU GREATLY AND MISS YOU!!!

To a dear grandfather you are messed greatly and loved very much. It is not the same without you by our sides helping us through all our bad times. You were always there for us and we were there for you after all that's what love really is. It's still not easy to deal with the fact that you are not here living with us but, inside I know you are with me and will always be there for me. I will never forget you that would be impossible and I could never do that. I cry when I think about you but then smile when I think of all the fun times we have had together. I still picture moments in my mind and will treasure them always. I love you very much words can not express. I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER, LOVE YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER KATIE XOXOXOXOXOXO

You walked silently into our hearts and left footprints that will last forever.

My brother, my brother. My constant companion, my burden, my joy. You were so sick and yet so brave. The delight of everyone who met you. The smallest things made you happy. You thought Big Bird was your personal best friend. And you honestly loved everyone you met, and honestly thought they all loved you--and most did fall in love with you.

I am proud to be your sister. I missed you so at my wedding this December--you should have been in our wedding party, standing next to me. You would have been my honor attendant, traditions be damned. You would have been so handsome in your tux.

I love you. Carla
Eric is the son of Carlos and Carol Pettigrew, and the sibling of Carla Pettigrew Brumble. He died of heart failure at the age of seven, after suffering through years of seizures and exploratory surgery. Throughout allt the medical procedures and long, boring, painful hospital stays, he never complained.

The Pettigrew family would like to thank David Thompson, the NCSU recent Hall of Famer, for sending Eric an autographed basketball and photograph when he won statewide in the Special Olympics basketball tournament, beating men four and five times his age. He treasured those mementoes and your attention. The picture and ball are now treasured by his sister, for the kindness they represent.

The best Grandfather the world has ever seen, you will be missed.

Dear beloved grandmother, We never knew you were so ill. You were so strong.. always independent, always trying to keep the family together. You will be missed so very much, but we take comfort in the fact that you did not suffer. Go in peace, dear Nana. We'll meet you on the other side.

We will miss you Daddy!! You took great care of us when you were here and will continue to do so. We know you love us and are right here with us!! We love you!!

Joshua was born in Port Angeles Washington in 1987. He lived to be 17 years old. his Parents often teased him about being a half an hour shy of being an April fools baby.

Josh was a very loving and giving young man who's love was returned by all those who knew him, and even some who didn't. He had an infectious personality. He could win you over by one look of his blue puppy dog eyes and a crooked smile. He loved the company of his family and close friends, and always said without them it just wouldn't be worth it

His interests included cars, music, spades, and girls. He played little league as a young child and he could hit that ball way out of the park.

He always tried to help everybody else even if it took him out of his way.He always dreamed of the day he would get his licence and pored out over Auto Trader magazines for the perfect "tricked out ride" but sadly for all, that day will never come.
He is survived by two sets of parents: Mother and Step-Father, Mark and Leann S. and Father and Step-Mother, Randy and Tina P. His Sister and Brother-in-Law, Sarah and Kedrick H. His Brother, Chris S. His Step-Sister, Brandi P. and His Fiance Melissa M.
He was preceded in death by his maternal Grandparents, Dick and Barbra H.

We will never forget you Joshua Randolph Petty.
May you Rest In Peace
Forever Petty