This was my Dad. I miss him more, not less as the years go by. He was a quiet man, but loved to tell jokes and laugh. He worked hard, and later in his life was struck with depression, and cancer. I like to think he looks down and knows what is happening. I hope it's true - it gives me some comfort.

Beloved husband, father and grandfather. Ashes in the ocean, memorial in cyberspace, always in my heart-all ways

My Mother, a wonderfull person, I have such good memories of her, such as the time the pond frooze over and we had to go down and break the ice so the cows could drink. I am a huge person and I had hit the ice along the edge several times and just barely chipped a small hole, and my little tiny mother, then said, " you do it like this " and really whammed the heck out of it and the ice cracked with such a sound , it was like thunder, and the crack went clear accoss to the other side of the pond, which was a fair distance about the size of a foot ball field lenghth wise. We laughed and laughed, and we often spoke of it, as it was a very funny thing. I also remember telling my mother that now days [ the 1990's ] it is not alright for the parents to spank thier children as it was when I was little and she used to spank me, with a switch, I told her how these modern children will sometimes even call the police on thier parents and sometimes the police will arrest the parent. My mom said she'd just have to go to jail then, as it would be worth it to get away from me when I had been a unruly child, we laughed over that too. I do not hold any anger toward my mother for spanking me as a child, I am sure I diserved every spanking I got.....and then some. My mother was interesting and informative, a good teacher, once a very long time ago when I was about ten years old, [ I'm 51 now ] she showed me some caves way back in the middle of a large area of land that she had found years before when she was a much younger person,and we walked back there and got down on our hands and knees and crawled into the cave and inside on the walls were the pictures of animals that some of the native americans had drawn years and years before, and my mom had found them and they were just as pristine as when the original artist had drawn them there. Now those same cave drawings are on a National and state register of historical things, they are known as the Pictographs at Paint Rock, at Paint Rock, Texas. I have many more thoughts of my mom, but I will treasure them in my mind and heart, for now.

little serenity rudd was 2 yrs old when she was beaten to death. she was such a sweet little girl. she was my god granddaughter. i wil always miss her. the guy who did this is going up on murder charges.

23 years seems such a short time to live, but in those few years you lived a full and happy life doing all you wanted to do. The fast cars, rallying, your family and friends all made up your life - and you made our lives, which are now empty without you.
God bless you Michael, from sister Shirley, brother-in-law Mick, your niece Michelle and nephews Chris and Kieran.

I didn't know you, since you passed away 9 years before i was born, but i have heard so many great stories about you, that you would do anything for anyone, and you were a very strong man. My mom would love to have you back and i would of loved to meet you. You Will be missed dearly and loved forever.

Love,Erica

Smell the scent of ocean air
breezing in my mind,
Walking upon the ocean floor
glistening sand left behind.
Feeling the sunlight burning
its warmth upon my golden face,
Holding the treasures of seashells
from this enchanting place.
Hearing the crash of symphony
as the waves came in,
Assured me as they went out
that they’d return again.
Seeing the beautiful colors
that filled the sky so bright,
Watching the colors blend away
for the sapphire night.
Believing that I’ll see you again as
memories relapse in my mind,
Knowing that you’ll never leave
my ocean I left behind.

I'll be back...

Ruby G Ruff a loving mother and a strong woman that will be dearly missed by your son..

I Love You And Miss You......

There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about you. Although it took me a while to recognize your wisdom, I have come to treasure the gifts of wisdom that you so freely gave. Lynn got married two weeks ago (I'm sure you know) and we all felt your absence at the wedding. I know you were there in spirit, but how we all longed for you to be there among us. Missing you, Love from your daughter,
Debbie

Dad, I hope that you are no longer suffering and that you and Mom are getting reaquainted. We had such high hopes that things would turn out well for you following the surgery. You fought so hard and I only wish I could have taken you home. May you be in peace and without the pain and suffering you experienced during these last two months. Love always, Debbie

To my beautiful baby angel here and gone far to quickly. I miss you think of you bless you every day. Your brothers miss you and your sisters to.

~For Austin~

Sweet little angel bounce on clouds so white,

dance on the moon under starlight.

Hit homeruns straight to Mars,

slide down rainbows and ride on shooting stars.

Sweet little baby your visit here is done,

now heaven is your playground,

have the most fun.

You are missed, and so very much loved.

His nickname was 'Sporty John'. He was a wonderful husband and friend. Such a loving and caring spirit, who had overcome so much in his short life. He loved people and had a great sense of humor. He loved to dance and drive his Harley around San Francisco. He was a member of the Survivor's Motorcycle Club, a clean and sober club.

His cat Spooky waited by the front door for a long time for him to come home after he died, and she'd wake up every time she heard a Harley coming down the hill! She died several years later, also young as well -- and hopefully they are together peacefully in heaven.

So long Amy, We'll all miss you. Sorry to see you leave so soon.

Love,
MTVHS, and Campus Cue

It was so sad to see you go and everyone misses you. I keep thinking what I would have said to you if I could have had just 5 minutes before you died. I remember all the good times we had and wish that you were here even more. You were always the one to cheer everyone up whether it was by saying, or doing something crazy. Everyone and I will cherish in our hearts those times we had together. Your good friend always, Patrick

George, I spent alot of time with you and Doris growing up. You two were like my grandparents. I love you so much. I want to tell you how sorry i am for not comming to see you when you got sick I was scared i knew that you wouldn't make it and i knew i couldn't stand the thought of seeing you that way. HOwever if the shoe was on the other foot i know you would have been there for me. You know i called over there and you answered the phone and didn't know who i was. That hurt and i decided i couldn't stand it to remember you that way so i don't i remember you singing in the chouir at church and being such a lovely man. i miss you so much love ya alway mary

one great guy from what i was told.
i never knew him because i was two when died but my family has told me that he was a great and loving man.
he never gave anybody any trouble.
he will be greatly missed.
i will think of him always.
julie

Casey died June 20, 1994 when hit by a train while walking on a trestle. Casey, we miss you so much.We miss all your hugs and kisses. Kerri misses mothering you and Corey misses sharing his room with you.Before you died he always blamed you when the room was messy, now I know it was him all the time!!We will think of you this Christmas and light a candle in your memory. I will love you forever. Mom

My Husband, my Best Friend, my daughter's Daddy, you devoted your life to saving others....and protecting your family and those around you. Someday we will all be together once again. Until then, Rest in Peace My Love.

Jimmy Russell. Wife of Bessie, father of Janice, Elizabeth and Gail. Grandfather of Niall and Mhairi. Friend to many. Personally, my favourite Uncle. A giant of a man I always compare to a young James Garner, with a crackin' sense of humour and an allegiant faith in John Wayne movies. A man who appreciated a drink, a smoke and a laugh amongst friends, even though I was only a smout when I witnessed him at the zenith of his powers. In later years, I met my Uncle Jimmy less frequently, though the meetings we had were fond, bag-full of dirty jokes and well received. He helped me and our family through the deaths of my Granda and Granny. I am proud to have known him, and wholly regretful that I attend his funeral all too soon. I sincerely believed he enjoyed his life; he had a loving family which saw him have his three daughters married, two lively and healthy grandchildren, and not least of all my Auntie Bessie, and hope he is playing cards somewhere with Mr. Wayne. Good Luck, Uncle Jimmy, Your nephew, Fraser Muir.

John Alexander Russell, you will always be remembered by those who loved you. You will always be missed and your funny wit,great sense of humor and all your jokes. Forever may you rest in peace, free from the suffering of the lung cancer you died of. Hopefully Heaven is a smoke free, no-smoking environment. Always your ex-wife number 2 and your number 1 son. Mari Madlem and John,Jr

I met Linda when her family bought the small neighborhood grocery store in our area. We were both 15, she was 2 days older than me and already had a small son, Ronnie. We became close friends even though I was a school kid and she was a young Mom. At 17, Linda had her second child, a son named Ty, at 19 she had a daughter, Yevette and at 21, had her 4th. and last child, a baby girl she named Robyn. Even though Linda had lost her teen years through Motherhood, she was a part of our group. We laughed and giggled over boys, went skating and to movies, often taking her children with us. She had a rough time, lousy marriages and worse husbands. I moved away, but we never lost contact over the years. The last time I spoke with Linda, a month before she passed away from cancer, she was tired, weak and didn't want to know her prognosis. To the end, she was optimistic, not wanting to leave her children and grand-children. When Linda died, I lost a great friend and it brought my own mortality to light, she was only 2 days older than me. I will always miss her, there is no more catching up on old times, laughing over pranks we pulled, no growing older together. You are missed by all who knew & loved you. Rest in peace my friend.

a beautiful child too special to love
taken by god to be an angel above

At home at last with peace in her life. Vonnie had cancer of the bladder and underwent 10 hours of surgery to try and beat the odds. The odds got her after 3 weeks in I.C.U. she was never able to come off the respirator. Those smoking lungs just couldn't take it. Only 63 years old and so full of life she had to leave us now. We will all miss her pleasant smile and friendly face cause no one can ever take her place. We know where she is up above with our sweet lord just waiting for us. Until then Vonnie your memories live on through us. We love and miss you. A friend, Melinda

In Loving Memory Of Our Mother Your gentle face and patient smile,with sadness we all recall You had a kindly word for each and left,us loved by all. The voice is mute but stilled the heart,that loved us well and true. Bitter,was the trial to part from one,so sweet as you. Your not forgotton our loved one, nor will you ever be. The pain in our face each waking day, is what the world shall see. We miss you now our hearts are sore, just to know there will be no more. Today world you lost a rare and beautiful women, so plain to see so few could ever be. Here was a mother who gave of herself, a wife who loved unconditionally and a friend whose compassion was limitless. Today world you lost a ordinary, humble , gentle and unforgettable Woman. Weep With Us, Leslie and Cheryl

My grandfatheris a kind and loving man who would do anything for anyone. he is love by all who knew him. I miss him very much he was my best friend. He is sadly missed. I hope that he is resting in peace. I hope that he knows just how much his family and I love him and miss him.

Grumy I will always love you

I love you now and forever

You were the second child. You had an older brother. You were only on this earth about an hour. Father baptized you and laid you to rest. Mother never knew where you lay so that she could visit. After Dad's death we searched for your resting place but never found you. Only after I too lost two young children did I fully understand Mother's grief. I have tried to locate your resting place without success. This is the only way I can pay you tribute and let the world know you were a part of this earth. Rest with the angels, little one. (I am our parents fourth child-a sister.)

You were the third child. You had an older brother. You were only here a short while. Father baptized you and laid you to rest with a brother who preceded you,by three years, and only lived about an hour. Mother did not know where you were so she could not visit. She grieved for you all her life. After I too lost two young children did I fully understand her sorrow. I have tried to locate your resting place without success. This is the only way I can pay you tribute and let the world know you were a part of a family that loved and missed you. Rest with the angels, little one. (I am our parents fourth child-a sister.)

You were the best brother. Oh so handsome! A ready smile, black wavy hair, and dark brown eyes that always twinkled. You were eleven years my senior so you were able to teach me so much. We set up a photography room where we developed, printed and enlarged photos. You taught me how to make the greatest fudge. While you were away at war we wrote to each other. I was so proud of my soldier brother. I was fortunate that you were older because you were able to take me places like ballgames, movies, and the beach. Also the soda shop and pizza place. You tried to teach me to swim but I never learned. Although we lost our Dad when we were young we clung to one another in good times and bad. Our mother was a source of strength for us. We married and had families. You had four sons and I had four sons and a daughter. We were always very close. Suddenly you were struck with a massive stroke. For nine long months I visited you and prayed that you would be spared. Throughout your long ordeal, although you couldn't move, your eyes still sparkled like stars. Our Lord took you home at a young age. At the time our mother was ill and I tried to break the news ever so gently. Your spirit guided me. Brother, you were the best! I miss you so much.

A wonderful Dad and person. Although I only had him for sixteen years he taught me so much in a short time. We shared many good times. With my Dad I went to the Opera, Broadway productions, museums, art galleries and even saw a vaudeville show. He introduced me to the business world by allowing me to assist him in his work. He also gave me wonderful religious training. He showed my brother and I how a man should treat his wife and the meaning of family. He was so devoted to us all. Twenty-eight years later my children and I brought his "petite diamond" to rest with him. After these many years I still miss him. I am so thankful to have had such loving parents.

A sweet gentle woman and a wonderful mother. We were not only mother and daughter, but the best of friends. She taught me about life and living. Later she became a much loved Nana to my five youngsters. We shared so much-fun, joys and sorrows. God was good to us. We were together when He called her home. As we left the gravesite that clear November morning, my eldest son, who had not known his Grand Dad, said,"now Nana is truly happy; she missed him so very much." The more that time passes, the more I miss her. I am a better person not only for being her daughter, but for knowing her as a person.

David died in a motorcycle accident in the mountains of Montana at the age of 31. As a child he would bite his teachers and as an adult he would thumb his nose at convention. David lived hard and took everything out of life that his circumstances permitted. He died the way he liked to live,....at full speed...on the edge...with adrenaline pumping. He did the best he could with what he was given and no matter how much life would beat him down, his spirit was as perennial as the spring, his laughter was child like and pleasing, and his smile like the sundogs of a winter sunset. I shall miss him.
John W. Butler

Ruth Reamer was a wonderful special lady. She was a mother of 3 daughters, and 2 sons. She had husband that was very devoted to her whom she loved dearly. In her life time she took care of many foster children, and dealt with the loss of each and everyone of those children when it was time for them to leave. Ruth Reamer came from a huge family. Eleven children her parents had. She was my closest dearest loved one and friend. She even told me that the man I was dating I was going to marry. She was correct. Twelve years ago Ruth went into a coma, and then died 3 days before my wedding. What a difficult part of life for me. You see Ruth Reamer is my mother. Her family misses her, I want my mother to know that she has 3 more grandchildren. Grandsons to be exact. I teach them about their grandmother often. Ruth Reamer was a christian woman, and I know she is happy with our Father. But I want everyone in this world to know how wonderful she is. Her favorite poem is FootPrints. She loved the song One Day At A Time. I hope whoever reads this memorial will have wonderful thoughts and prayers. May God Bless You All.

Author of "Artists in the Life of Charleston" (SC), 1949; curator of paintings Gibbes Museum of Art, 1942; researcher on Henrietta Johnston, 18th century Ireland, America's first professional female artist.

Papaw, We all miss you so much. You have really had an impact on all of our lives, even after your passing. I wish every day that you could still be with us, but I know you are in a much better place. I hope you know that your children, grandchildren, and even the bunches of great-grandchildren you now have love you very much, even though some were not around to be blessed with your presence as much as we were. We love and miss you still, and hope where you are is the happiest you have ever been. Love, Jennifer and the rest of the Rutledge clan

Everlasting memories of a dear wife and mother. Loving wife of Tom, loving mother to Brian and Lisa, mother-in-law to Shirley and Robert. Loved and remembered every day.

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

Till we meet in the sky....