Je suis sur que tu es bien ou que tu es car tu ne soufferas plus. Mais ca nous fait beaucoup de peine de perdre une personne chere. J`espere que tu jettes un petit coup d`oeil sur les personnes que tu aimais et que t`aime toujours,et les personnes que t`apprecie. de ton petit fils Simon XXX

we miss our pops so very much. we know that he is watching over us. until we meet again pops we will always keep you in our hearts love your family

Mama, as you were called by we nine brothers and five sisters are remembered each day. It is said that one is not dead if they are remembered by someone..in that case you are not dead, because you are remembered daily...We still love you and OH! how many times we wish you were here.

Jay never achieved alot in the time he was here, but he had a very significant place in my heart. We were more than lovers, we were best friends, and he will never be forgotten. Don K.

I still miss you Buddy, Nothing could ever take your place.I wish that I could have been able to give you a proper burial.I hope that this makes up for it,somewhat.I tried to save you,i`m sorry that i failed. I love you and think of you every day. Take care!

Dear Chris,
I am sure you are having a good time up there, now that
Aunt Nancy, Aunt Louise and Grandma are with you.Life is still the same down here. Life is good. You are still
terribly missed and we think and talk about you all the
time. Mom still aches in her heart for you. They say time heals all, but that is not true. Time only allows us to think about you. Love your sis, Salin

Maude's fascination and curiosity about the world brought much laughter and joy into her life and ours. So innocent, so much unconditional love! Her time with us was far too short but what she taught us will last a lifetime...we love you still, sweet baby kitty...

To my dear father, I love and miss you very much. As much as you thought you were never the great dad you could have been, you were the best in my eyes and heart. Watch over me dad, as I still try to impress you. When that time comes for me, take my hand and guide me to the heavens were we can always be together again. I love you Dad, Deb. XXXOOO

My Beautiful Son,

How I still weep and mourn for you. If I had only recognized the signs..You would still be here today. In your brief 41 years, you captured the hearts of so many, who miss you so much, me and Papa, your brothers, sister, daughters, in-laws, friends. We all wonder what was so desperate that you took your life. What we wouldn't do to bring you back, to see your beautiful face, to hold you tight, to kiss your cheek, to never let you go again.

I pray you are in that "better place" that you knew existed, and couldn't wait for God to call you. I hope you are at peace with all our loved ones who went before, and were there to welcome you. Their gain is our loss. We will all meet again, in that Heavenly Garden and see the face of God.

I love you, son. Mom

Gramp, you taught me so much about how to be a person of character and dignity. I will always love you and miss you, but I know you are watching over me from heaven. This tribute I composed for you, I hope through it other people will learn about the kind of person you were.

Gramp I've shed many a tear,
Because you are no longer here.
I remember the days we sat outside on the bench,
You always made life seem like such a cinch.
I think you knew how much I cared,
Because of the talks and laughs we shared.
You were with your great-grandson until he was three,
And I believe he knew your integrity.
I remember you bouncing him on your knee,
Just the same way you did me.
Feeding him baby food from a jar,
Made your face light up like a star.
I know you are in heaven above,
Because of the way you showed your love.
You always took time for people in need,
And tried each day to do a good deed.
You taught me how to have dignity,
When it seemed that life was cheating me.
Now my heart has an empty space,
That really longs to see your face.
I know that I am not alone,
Nanny still waits for you to come home.
My life is not finished, I must go on,
And in my memories you are not gone.

Your grand-daughter, Lynn. Also missed by your great-grandson Ray and grandson-in-law Donnie.

This is in memory of a very wonderful man John Edward St.Pierre..AKA Saint...Who captured my heart...I miss u so much...I wear your ring on a chain next to my heart..where u will always be... Saint was killed In McLean Virginia when his car was broadsided by a drunk driver who ran a red light...He was cremated and his ashes were spread out to sea in his home town Auburn Maine...USA... I love u so much Saint...and even thou it has been nearly four month...the pain is like yesturday...I sit at the tribute site I made for u and listen to the music..."For the good times" (the song played at his funeral)...Which he had picked ...and look at your picture...I cherish the time we had together...I just wish it was longer...but one day we well be together eternity...Then I will be happy..Rest in peace my darling and remeber I love u with all my heart and soul... This poem I wrote for him two days after he was killed: "SAINTS CORNER" I Sit and wonder why? The pain to hard to bare. I sit and wonder why? It was news I never wanted to hear. U were taken to soon. I wish we had had more time. The happiness U brought me. No one will ever know. The way we talked,Laughed and cried. The secrets we shared. My heart is broken and my tears flow. I prayed to God not to let it be so. My love for you will never die and I will remember you loved me to. So sleep peacefully my darling and wait for me coz someday I will join u again. I love u and miss u so much...My smile wears a permanent tear just for u ;o) *hugs and kisses* Your soulmate Chrissy and the girls Tracy and Jackie

My best friend in the world. I will miss him dearly. He was a hard worker and always happy. He did get grumpy when he was hungry. We played bingo together many times. That was his favorite past time. He passed away before his time. I hope he's still happy.

A lifelong resident of Bayonne, New Jersey, USA, This wasman that lived a life of service to others. His formaleducation never exceeded the sixth grade, however, hisknowledge of mechanics and electrical repair was amazing. A Christian, he was a generous person who will be missed.

A dear friend, teacher, father, son, husband, brother, uncle, Grandpa. The best trade-textile advisor in the world. Helped many governments with his sound advice implement the best textile programs to strengthen our industries and provide more jobs for our citizens. He gave his all to all of us. His humour, wit, wisdom and support will be sadly missed. Clint, may God keep you forever in his embrace.

Safely Home
I am home in heaven, dear ones,
Oh, so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light,
All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in heaven at last.

Always in my heart.

Dearest Greta, You died so suddenly...Please know that we all love you and miss you dearly. Can't believe it has been almost a year since your accident. It hurts just as if it were yesterday. We all miss you so much. We will see you again; Until then, please watch over us and be our guardian angel, just as you were when you were here with us. We love you.

Your friends all still miss you, Greta. I ask them about you, what they remember, what kind of life they wish you had right now, what they'd say if they could talk to you. Jay and Eric, Cathy, Ariston and the whole gang still think about you and miss you. It's been almost 15 years now. You'd be spoiling your niece, or you might have girls of your own to spoil by now. I hope that somehow, you do. Peace.

Farewell to the photographer,hiker,golfer,bowler,dancer,brother,uncle,friend,and all round good man.We will miss you.

Mom and Mamaw, You will always be in our hearts and we will love you always. I will never forget the day when we got the dreaded news-a motorcycle accident! "Your momma's been hurt-She's been hurt real bad" I will never forget the feeling that came over me. "This couldn't be true" I thought. "This can't be happening" "She's too young to die" The 5 hour wait in the hospital was a nightmare. When we finally found out the amount of damage that was caused, I couldn't believe it. I didn't get to talk to my mom any more because she was in a coma-too deep to hear anything that was said to her, the doctor said. She went through so many surgeries during the next 48 hours and then the time came to say goodbye. I held my mom's hand when she took her final breath. I just wish she could have told me that she loved me one more time. I love you mom, Shannon We love you Mamaw, Kegan, Savannah, and Shayla

Unser Leben geht weiter ohne Dich! Aber manchmal draengt sich die leere Stelle, die Du hinterlassen hast, unvermittelt in unseren Alltag - und uns stockt der Atem vor Trauer. Wir vermissen Dich schmerzlich - Elmar! Es ist schwer zu hoffen, dass Du die Welt gefunden hast, die Du suchtest - aber wir hoffen fuer Dich! In Liebe - Dein Bruder Haimar

Little Johnny was the sweetest little boy. He wasn't quite two years old, but he touched so many lives. We have missed seeing him as he grew up, but God must have needed another angel in heaven. We miss you baby!

We all miss you in our own ways. I know you are with us still, though, in spirit and in thought. I'm glad you lived to know your grandsons and granddaughters. We miss you, Daddy.

Son of Sandra and Gordon. Brother to James, Lucy and Jack. Sadly missed grandson, nephew, step-son and cousin. Life partner of Stacey. Thomas, you will be remembered by all who met you throughout your twenty years of life as having the widest smile and the biggest heart of us all. You were unique, a "big softie" and we will all love and miss you always.
- All of your family and friends.

Dear Ginger:

It's been one year now and we miss you very much.

You will always be in our hearts and prayers.

We memorialize you each and every day and realize

what a great Buddha you are.

Love always.

Dale, Sandy, Dyan, Derek, and Marion

Deborah Stanley was a loving mother.She was electrocuted by a careless owner of a marina.He had bad wiring and turned on the gas pumps while she was in the water.She was not only my mother but my best friend,I love d her and still do love her with all my heart.For all of the teenagers out there,never say anything mean to your parents,because you may end up like me,15 with no mother to help raise me.For any of the teens out there that need somebody to talk to,I'm here just e-mail me.My e-mail address is Anatole15@aol.com

To my girlfriend's stepfather: I never really had a chance to get to know you. I wish that we could have spent more time together.

Katy, Kate, a very special gift to all who knew her. An artist and a linguist who loved all things Francophone. Now there are American students in France in your memory. But the emptiness is still there. Katy was killed in an auto accident on her way to work. We never knew life could be so short.

A good friend and surf bud.
You will always be remembered.

Bruce died slowly, yet so quickly of a brain tumour, in Sydney, Australia, at the age of 33. His computer networking company was growing after some years of hard work, he had friends in his industry all around the world and finally had found love in his life. Bruce was a fighter who did not believe that a headache could kill him. As a child Bruce was a great brother, who let his little sister tag along after him when climbing trees, as an adolescent he was kicking the boundaries, as an adult he became my friend. I miss him greatly. With love Gill Stannard

Love you and miss you so much...Wish you were here for all of the wonderful things happening in your grandchildren's lives..But we know that you are here with us and that you will live in our hearts forever.

You were a wonderful person and a true Canadian hero.

Pam,
You are the best friend I have ever had, you are more, a soulmate. Thank you for making my life worth living and for loving me despite all my faults, unconditionally. God will watch over all of us and one day, like I told you we will see one another again. We will be restored, we will be well. I promised you would not take your journey alone, but it was necessary for you to do so--I have more work to do here and God knows best. So, I remain. I can honor you, since I am still here, that is worth it. You deserve eternity with God and all of us, His angels. I hope that your journey was gentle, I prayed that this be so. I miss you and so do all of us. No one will forget you. Sunset Cliffs will hold you near. You are one of the kindest creations God made. Thank you and thank God for you. Rest in peace with us always and in the Pacific waves...c.g.s.b.

Wild, crazy genius, co-founder of the Bonzo Dog Band. R.I.P., Viv. Give John Wayne some pointers on the Sousaphone!

She was very special to me. She will live forever in my heart

In loving memory of my Dad. I have been missing you ever since you left. Your memory still lingers in everything I do day to day. I love and miss you lots!!!

Although you're life was much too short, you managed to touch the hearts of many people. I love you, always and forever!

grandpa all these years have past and I want you to know how we miss you and how I still love you and how I wish you were still here on earth with me i just want you to know that your favorite grand child has four beautiful children and they want you to know how much they wish they could see you but we all love you. love mary ann crumble age 29

dear granny, i know you wouldn't mind this memeorial i just want you to know that i miss you and i still love yes even in beyond roses are red violets are blue how i really do miss you. love cookie

Chris, was 22years, 4months, and 22days old, when he was stabbed in the heart, and killed, while trying to break up a fight. I believe, that God was the first one to cry that night. Today, is the second anniversary, of his death. Chris was a loving, caring, fun-loving young man. He was my best friend, and my only son. He is greatly missed by his family, and friends. Oh, how I long to hear his voice, his laughter, or even his loud music. I keep him alive in my heart, and my mind, and I know he will be with me, throughout eternity. Until we meet again, Love always, Mom

To my one and only love the most caring and generous woman I have ever know .She was a courges and caring woman who never showed the pain she was in.May god bless her and help me get through my live without her how ever hard it is going to be.Love always your husband Paul

This is to my daddy written by my mommy, my daddy died too young and I never met him but I love him, and my mommy misses him very much.
I love you daddy,
Rayanne, and my mommy Renee

Jared was my boyfriend and he will always be remembered in my heart and in his friends. Jared was basicaly perfect except in school and the fact that he was an addict. I wish that I could have been there for him like he was for me when I was on the ledge. If I was there he may not have OD'd and he would be alive. Jared left me a note explaining that it wasn't a suicide that it was a deadly combo of the wrong things.it went like this: -----, Please do everything within your power to get and stay clean, I can never forgive myself for what I did to you. You are lucky you have friends who care and I was just not. Please this is not a suicide just a combo that will kill me I didn't mean it to be this big but I just had to numb the pain. Since I will be dead when you read this I want you to know that I love you and always will. Love Jared

Jared will always have a place in my heart and I hope that he will in those who read this don't think of him like he deserved it, no one deserves to die at 15 and no one deserves to have a loved one taken away at any age let alone 13.

Jared is sadly missed by:
his girlfriend, tons of friends, neighbors, and his parents whom he never met.
Take Care Where Ever You Are

Dear dad,

It is hard to believe that almost 8 years have passed since you were so violently taken away from us. I was just a kid then, barely 18, and had so much still to learn about life. I wish I could share it all with you now, as one adult to another. I wish I could tell you how much your encouraging advice and support have shaped my life and who I have become. I wish you could meet my husband and we could all watch Monday night football together. I wish you were here, and that will never change.

I often wonder what our relationship would be like now. Before you died, you worked so much and I was so active with all my sports and activities...if I had known you were going to be gone so soon, I would have made a better effort to spend time with you. I wish I could go back. I wish I could picture you as you would be now, and imagine how much all of our lives would be different, better, happier. But those dreams will never come true. I have to stop myself from letting my imagination create that fantasy life, because it would just be too painful for me to return to reality after a glimpse of something so wonderful.

I have met many people (who knew you) since you died that I didn't know before. They have shared their stories of you with me. I have never heard such rave reviews for a man in all my life. Grown men--strangers--have broken down and cried. They have told me you were a man who commanded respect, who never judged, who loved his family without fail, who was always a source of strength. I can certainly agree with all of that.

Our family will just never be the same without you. I wish I could tell you that we are all fine, that life has gone on, and that we are happy. But I don't think that will ever be possible. You just meant too much to all of us. We lost so much the day you were killed, and even on that horrible day, we had no idea how much worse it would get before it started to get better. And despite what I have just said, it has gotten better. I have tried my hardest to make you proud. I got my Master's degree and have a great job that I love. I know that would make you so happy. Education was such an important thing to you, and a big part of your life. I have tried to live a life that makes all your efforts not in vain. Your short life was so meaningful and provided so many things to me, Amber, Tiffany, mom, all your students, and everyone else whose lives you touched. You are a well loved man.

I miss you dreadfully, completely, wholeheartedly. I still have times when I break down and scream...asking God why he took you away. I can't stop the voice in my head that says, "I want my dad to come home". But I promise to stay strong, to appreciate my life as it is, to give back as much as I can, and to always remember the philosophies you lived by. I hope you are in heaven with Gary, your grandma and grandpa, and all the others we have lost. It makes me feel better to know you are not up there without friends. And I have no doubt in my mind where you are, I just hope you can hear me and know how I feel about you.

I love you with all my heart. Your daughter,
Amy "pinny"

Mom, not a day passes that I don't think of you. I was fortunate and blessed to have had you as a mother for 26 years. None of my friends had a mother as perfect as you. I apologize for any grief I might have caused you through the years. Although you've been gone for a decade now, I still feel the pain of your death like it was yesterday. Thank you for the wonderful childhood and for all the love you gave me to start me on my way.

To my Gram, who always told me "The Story of Dorothy" and never refused to read me "Green Eggs and Ham" just one more time. To the women who's middle name is also mine - thanks for being so wonderful and unconditionally loving. As I grew older, I always treasured our time together but you were gone just as I was beginning to appreciate how great you really were. I love you and miss you. And wonder if you knew (maybe subconsciouly) on the morning of the day you died that it was the same day Grandpa died 20 years before. True love never dies.

Connie we miss you And will always love you!!

A glorious mama to all of us. She would be astonished to know her memory is floating in cyber space.

Cousin "Sissy"....
You were not only my cousin, but my friend. You taught me so much and I will never ever forget you!! You were my "other" grandmother. You made me laugh and were always so thoughtful and kind to all of those you knew and loved. I miss you so very much but I am glad you are at peace finally after all your suffering. Every time I sit at the Thanksgiving or Christmas or Easter dinner table I will always think of you and wish you were there sitting next to me to kick me lightly under the table like when I was little! You were one of the best people I have ever known. Love always, Danielle

Hiss name was Joey he died when he was 14 years old. He is my brother i was 12 when he died. He was swimming and he was putting to much pressure on his heart then he swam to the edge of the swimming pool and his coach pulled him out and he was black and blue and he just died on the spot. i wish i could of seen him before he died but i will someday. Soon enough tho i my self is dieing to so i will be in heaven with him. I LOVE YOU JOEY and the whole family does to.

Julia, I love you so very much and miss you more then I can put into words. I still find myself wanting to pick up the phone and call you to see how you are doing and to get your advice on something. I feel so a lone since God called you home. Big sister we had some very wonderful times that will always be with me. I miss you very much. I love you Lisa Marie

Randi, To my special niece that was the daughter that I never had. I miss you so very much and will always remember the special times that we spent together. I know you will keep the angels smileing in heaven. I love you so very much and miss you and your mommy very much. Untill we meet in heaven take care of your mommy. I love you very much Aunt Lisa Marie

Remembering my wonderful mother who I never really appreciated or understood until I had lived with more of life's struggles. You were a very strong woman,Mom, I just wish I had let you know that. I miss you everyday. Loved and Missed by your daughter, Octa Anne Louise

There was never any father as loved as much as you,Daddy. You left me just 4 wks before your beautiful grandson came into this world but I knew you were with me. Loving you always Your daughter, Octa Anne Louise

Dad,
I will love & miss you always.
Your Princess

'I didn't hear you leave, I wonder how am I still here
I don't want to move a thing, it might change my memory
Oh I am what I am, i'll do what I want, but I can't hide
I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe, until you're resting here with me'

'I wanna make you cry
Follow me to a place where we can be absolutely free
To be exactly what we want to be
Completely, lose control that's when I need you more
Give me the key, to set your heart and spirit free'

You said it all in that one saying "You make me smile"

Will love you forever

Ethan

Meelie, you are, now and forever, here

love Lauren

I lost my Dad 6 years ago - hard to believe it has been that long. He was a quiet man and never really "let me into his thoughts" until I became an adult - and then he was taken from me. He suffered with cancer for 3 years. He didn't deserve to die the way he did. He fought a long, tough battle. I gave birth to a little girl, his first granddaughter, 3 months before he died. He saw her once - as she lay on his hospital bed. She was just a tiny bundle, yet he was too weak to hold her. We lived 2000 miles away at that time, and it was the last I saw him alive. We said our goodbyes, and our "I love you's", but it still hurts every day that I look at my daughter, now 6 years old, realizing that he will never know her. She is a very sensitive young lady who reminds me so much of her Grandpa, so I know part of him lives on within her. Dad loved the woods and my fondest memories of him are the family walks through the woods. He would teach me about the trees (he was a forester) and to this day I still shed a tear as I take my own little girl for a walk in the woods. So I just wanted to say, "Dad, I miss you more than you can ever imagine, for the times we had, but also for the times that I had hoped and dreamed of having with you and my family together. I love you and miss you more with each passing day."

Kathleen was born January 22nd 1911, in Colchester England to Archibald and Helen (French) Steed.
As a child of 6 or 7, Katie lost her Mother and began taking over the household duties. Caring for her Father and brothers and sisters wasn't easy, but it was only the beginning.
As she reached her early twenties, Katie found herself in the middle of World War II. Instead of running for cover, she opened a canteen with her best friend Jane. Helping the soldiers was her life in those days. And I'll guarantee you this: Katie never forgot a single soul. Not one! Those soldiers lives meant more to her, than even I can explain. "You had to be there" is what she use to say, "To fully understand the magnitude war has over people". How I'll never forget her stories of sorrow and bravery, the loved and the lost.
Kathleen dedicated the rest of her life to educating the young people about war, and giving her very last pennies to the World War II Memorial fund.
Kathleen went on to marry Horace Farthing, and out of that marriage came Miriam. Years later, she would re-marry to a man named Frederick Thomas Moore, whom everyone called "Jack". He was a seaman for the Royal Navy, and that marriage produced two more daughters--Jane and Susan.
Life wasn't the easiest for Katie, but she did it. 89 years of life. Good and bad, she lived life to the fullest. Never taking anything for granted and always through it all, kept her sense of humor alive as well.
Mum, Nana: we know you are around us always, and maybe that's what makes your passing so easy to handle, but BOY WHAT WE'D GIVE FOR ONE MORE WAR STORY!! We love you forever, and we will see you again oneday.

Heather Jane Steeby was one of the kindest girls I've ever known. She was robbed of her life at the tender age of fourteen due to an unfortunate accident. She was a loving daughter, a devoted friend, and a remarkably patient sister. I think about her often and although many years have passed, her absence still plagues my heart. I love you and miss you Heather! I carry you in my heart always.

A wonderful wife to her husband, a loving wife to her brother, son, daughter, all four grand-children, nieces and nephews and a great friend to every-one that knew her.

Nanna you will always be remembered by every-one who loved you!

All My Love Nanna!!
XXX

I was only 5-yrs-old when I lost you, I just want to let you know that I haven't forgotten about you. Your little Pierre

Mum you may be gone but you are not forgotten you will always be forever in our hearts.Both you and dad are together as you have always been you were always by each other's side. You are a very special lady who was a great mother and grandmother, your babies Johanna, Jamie and Chloe miss you like crazy but they have some very fond memories of you and dad.I think you would be very proud of them, I know that you adored them and the rest of your family, we always came first, you always wanted to help if you could and you did.We all miss you mum and it hurts such a lot but we remember all the good times we had with you. Everytime I look at flowers I think of you and the love you had for your garden. We hope that you have no pain and are happy with dad. Rest in peace mum.

Dad we all miss you so very much but you are with mum now and somehow that gives me some comfort.You was taken from us the day after mum passed away and I still can't believe you have both gone, you were always together in life and now you are together in death.Johanna, Jamie and Chloe all miss you very very much, you are their inspiration and very much on their minds, they all hold you in their hearts. I know that Angela hurts in the same way as I do but gradually we are able to laugh at the fond memories we have of you both.You were both very special people and I know that I speak for all the family when I say that the two of you were loved very much. Your spirit and strength lives on in your family and we will use these throughout our lives hopefully to make you both proud of all of us. We all love and miss you Jenny,Paul,Jamie,Chloe,Angela,Brian and Johanna .

Lieve mam, we missen je nog steeds iedere dag!

Stephanie Sue Steevesb. 17 December 1959 pb. Fort Wayne, Indianad. 13 July 1997 pi. Merriam Cemetary, Merriam Indiana Stephanie is the middle sister of a family with 3 girls--so you can imagine the gaping hole that is here where Stephanie used to be.She died from Congestive Heart Failure, which is ironic because her heart was large and sensitive. She constantly worked hard to be loved. I miss you Stephanie...so much!

Casper Stefanski was born in Poland to John and Mary (Adamczyk)Stefanski. He was the second of 8 children (two of whom died in infancy). He came to America with his parents in April,1880. On November 23, 1903, he married Miss Mary Wisniewski in Bay City, Michigan. They had six children together, Edward, Amelia, Frank, Stephanie, Joseph, and Edwin. Only Amelia and Stephanie lived to adulthood. He was a farmer all his life, farming in Munger and Bay City, Michigan. He retired from farming in 1939. His wife, Mary, died on March 5, 1946. After a 6 month struggle with bone cancer, he died in Munger on September 5, 1950. At his death he was survived by his two daughters, 9 grandchildren, and a sister Louise. He is buried at St. Stanislaus Cemetery in Bay City, Michigan.

Mary Wisniewski was born in Poland to Valentine and Mary (Lopaczynski) Wisniewski. She came to the U.S. with her parents in about 1891, settling in Bay City, Michigan. On November 23, 1903, she married Casper Stefanski in Bay City. Together they had six children: Edward, Amelia, Frank, Stephanie, Joseph, and Edwin. Except for Amelia and Stephanie all of their children died in infancy. Mary died of a stroke on March 5, 1946. She was survived by her husband Casper, her daughters Amelia Skrzypczak, and Stephanie Gruszynski, 9 grandchildren; brothers Frank, Anthony and Joseph; sisters Frances Bladecki, and Victoria Holka. She was buried at St. Stanislaus Catholic Cemetery in Bay City, MI.

Former Iowa Speaker of the House and inventor.

eros is eros is eros you know duchamp like alice in wonderland
12 prophets in heaven for goddess sake never mind james ulysses in finnegans wake
still the hill in poetry
alice be talkless

Ævisagan mín verður í 2 bindum sú fyrri það sem er satt og sú seinni kjaftasögurnar og það verður metsölubók

We will miss him dearly. Would give the shirt off his back for you. Honest. Special person to know. Much too young to die. Will never forget you.

Amy, my sunshine Where are you? Lost love of mine, How can I continue? Amy, my sunflower, Are you there? My soul cries out for you, Are you even aware? I miss you so much. I love you. Jack A. Nanigian

Mom,
We love you and will miss you. You listened to us when we were down even though you didn't say much. Rest in Peace knowing that you are loved by us.

Love, Theresa,Mike,Roccina&Rocco Jr.

Dad,
We love you and we miss you. You were always there for us when we needed you with kind words and loving actions. Rest in peace knowing that you made a difference in many lives.

Rocco Jr.

I never was able to meet you, though I heard you were a man of heart. You gave your life, to try and help, though time had fought against you. Your son has grown to be a good man. He has served in World War II, and now his lives with his wife, in small Pennsylvania town. You would be proud.
Your Great-Grandson,
Michael William Ken

JO She was my mother more than just that but she showed me life and how to live it in all forms of the word "live". She showed me that no matter what the obsticle you can get through it with the utmost of dignety. She fought cancer like a prize fighter she never gave in. Never Surrender. You gave it hell Jo, but JESUS needed you more than me. So I will have to accept this and let you go on to your next step in all hopes that I will again be at your side. I feel that the world lost a great person when my mother died but GOD recieved a wonderfull canidate for angle of the year. I hope that I have lived up to everything that she had hoped for me to have. I miss her and I think that I always will. I still see her face in the casket every time I close my eyes. What a bummer huh. Well I sure hope that they threw you a welcome homp party when you got there, God knows you deserved it. To anyone reading this my mother was a wonderfull person and she is missed every moment of every day and I wish I could bring her back to just touch one more life because she had the knack of helping everyone she came in contact with she was my savior in this live and I thank Jesus Christ for the time that I was given to get to know her on a family level and ultimatly on a friend level and I wish you could have too. I LOVE YOU JO AND I ALWAYS WILL, UNTIL I WALK ON THE CLOUDS NEXT TO YOU PLEASE WALK IN MY DREAMS NEXT TO ME BILL

Born Midland, Texas Died Mason, Texas Three years was not enough time to get to know you. However, I'm thankful for the time we had. Rest easy old timer. You are in our thoughts.
Your loving son.

why did you leave us when to be an angel in heaven? you were our angel on earth.

Safe in my heart you will live forever. always in my thoughts and dreams.
love mummy

Dearest Mama, I am missing you terribly. I think about you all the time. I hope you heard me speaking to you before you went away. I meant every word I said. I feel so fortunate to have been with you up to the end. I had no idea you would be leaving us so soon. But I know you were tired and frustrated with your life. You deserve some peace now. I wished we had had more time together. There will always be an emptiness in my heart for you. I hope to see you and Daddy again when the time comes. Rest now. I'll love you forever...L.

You were a great Grandpa for the time I knew you.

Daddy,

Thank you for helping me with my problem. I know it was hard for you to do it.

I'm used to your not being here, but then again, I'm not. I miss you and mama very much and think of you both everyday.

It's been such a long time since you left us, but I hope to see you and mama again.

L.

I'm going to miss you dearly Ron I just can't believe your gone. I love you and may God be with you and your family.

Mom,
All your life you lived for someone else. First dad, then Troy, and I, then the two girls. But you were tired, and wanted to go home, so we sat, and watched as your life slipped through our fingertips. We watched helplessly as your heart beat it's last beats, and you took your last breaths.
We all miss you mom, but in our hearts we know that you are happy. You are finally at rest, no longer do you have to worry about the things you once did. No longer will you have to miss your own mother.
Mom, I miss you terribly. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you in some way or another. I will never forget that day you left us. Mom, do you remember what you said about it being cold...Well you were right. It was on record mom. Thanks a lot. For everything.
The girls are growing up so fast. I can see so much of you in those two. They miss their momma so much. Dad, Troy, Sabrena, and I miss you also.
Mom, just know that even though you are gone, you will always be in our hearts. You hold a very special place in mine that no one can fill. They say time heals all wounds, but Mom, losing you is one wound that time won't heal. It has however gotten easier to deal with.
Take care Mom, and know that soon we will all be together once again. I love you

sabrena aka sammie your missed all the time by me , the girls and bo bo , toby joe ,hannah and autumn and travis. i know you still come around ,just wish you were still here.you fought long and hard ,wish i had your strength and courage. know cant wait till we are together again i am glad your not in pain or on dialysis eat what you want to up there and enjoy!!!
with love
troy erica tiffany travis papa
ps gone but will never be forgotten

An all too violent society has taken the one we loved so much. We all miss you more each day. I hope you have found peace. You're still in our hearts and will never be forgotten. I love you!

Your big sister

I miss you my brother, more than anything in the world! We'll be together soon. You're memory will always live within my heart. You were and always will be my best friend.

Daddy you are missed very much.I miss the honesty that you alway showed and the kindness . You made sure all five of us were treated the same. You were a great Dad and I think we just all took it for granted. You are loved and missed very much. Love Carol

(Debbie)

In memory of my dearest friend Debbie, who died too young at the age of 30.
She was beautiful, and her loss changed many lives.
I will never forget her.
'Star light, star bright'
Anne. x

Mom I think as time goes on I miss you more and more. I wish there was a phone line to Heaven, I miss our talks on the phone so much. Mom I am not sure if I ever really let you know how much you ment to me. You are missed and loved very much by all. With all my Love Carol

I am proud to make this memorial for my Aunt Karen Stevens. She is the mother of 3 wonderful children, and was a great mother and wife, she was married to Michael Stevens. She was very pretty, and died at only 55. When she was in her very early 50's she got Breast Cancer. She was a strong Woman, and with many treatments, and therapies, she beat the disease that is so robbing to our society. She loved my drawings, and though I am only 13, I have a twin sister and we would make drawings of our whole family together. Her daughter Suzanne, who is now almost 30, had a baby named Melanie with her husband, Mark. Karen lived about 1 year of Melanie's life. She always had bad lungs, but she had to carry around tubes and air pumps in her house that went up her nose, I felt terrible for her. Her immune system was very very low, she would get very close to death even from just the common Cold. I was never aware of how serious her breathing problems were. Usually she stayed home, and rested because she was always so tired. My grandparents, who are very loving, Jeanne and Keith, wanted to take her and her husband, Michael on a cruise to the Caribbean islands for her birthday. My grandma felt bad asking because she knew it would be hard for Karen since her illness, but Karen wanted more than anything to go on it. She did go on it, but again was very tired and usually slept on it. The last day of the cruise, Her husband Michaels and her parents Jeanne and Keith came into her room and invited her to breakfast. She said no, that she was too tired & that they should go without her. They did. When they returned her husband tried to wake her. He even slapped the side of her face gently to see if she was still alive. Turns out, that she died. She had died from raising levels of a certain chemical in her blood overnight, which her body's immune system couldn't handle. Everyone in my family was distraught and sad. At her funeral, I cried and cried and cried. It was hard to see her leave us, I just didn't want to. I remember both me and my aunt were very competetive so we would always play board games to see who won, and we would sometimes even use both our great skills to master a certain 1000 piece puzzle. I can still smell her favorite flowers when I go into her house to visit my cousins and my Uncle Michael. It's hard to realize she is gone, I don't want to believe it. She was buried in Toledo, Ohio, her hometown, at the Sylvania Memorial Cemetary. I visit it occasionally, but it's hard, I just like to remember her in my thoughts. Another thing was she loved Gardens, so we made a huge memorial garden for her with a wooden park bench at the local park, it is very pretty. I try to remember Karen as the Most loving Mother, Aunt, Grandmother, Cook, Gardener and Friend as possible. She is in my heart, and Karen if you can hear me, I miss you, I love you, and we will meet again Someday. I also had a Hamster die that I loved more than life itself, so visit the pet memorials under "S" to see about Scioto Marsh. DON'T EVER FORGET KAREN <3.

Kim, I never knew you but I know through the kids and their Dad, that we would have been friends. They miss you so much, and things have been hard for them since you went away. I know that you watch over them and smile on them every day. Dan needs your help so much. He misses you terribly. Maybe sometime, in the next life we will meet. I hope so. Until then, I will keep watch over the three of them and do what I can to help make them happy.

Love, Jane

Those who love you miss you so much, but they know that you are smiling down on them from heaven. For Dan, Kelly, Tye and Brenda.

Fil, the world isn't quite the same without you.

I will always remember the sensitivity with which you lived life. This was perhaps not by choice, but instead, by design. It was the way God created you. For a few short years, it was a wonderful blessing in my life and in the lives of many others. Your sensitivity was not a feigned reaction to the voices of the present culture, but instead, it was the essence of your soul. Sadly, it was this same sensitivity that led to your decision to leave this world. I only wish I could have been there with you, if not to change the inevitable, to tell you that you were never alone. Your spirit will forever live on in my heart, and my soul is far richer having known you. I, and the world, will miss you.

Your friend, Frank.

Dearly Loved Robert. (39 years) of Woolton Village,Liverpool. sadly Missed by All his Family And Friends. From your friend Barbara, I will always remember you and your kindness. Missed so much. May He Rest in Peace and dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. Till We Met again xx.

My sister Shirley was cremated. Since there is no cemetery or memorial stone where I can visit, this will be the place. On July 28th I will light a Yahrtzeit candle for her, and pray she has found peace. I will miss her every day of my life.

I miss you, Robin. Every time I sit down at my computer, I think of you. Be at peace. Love, Ross (& Cordell)

My beloved brother. I'll always carry you in my heart. The stars are shining on you wherever you are.

My mom's second oldest sister, she was always good to me, both on special occasions like Xmas/Birthdays, and just any given time, too. If my father would do something for her, and refused to take money for his time, she would give the money to me, Used to always answer my phone calls on the first ring, and my mother would get mad at me for talking too long with her on the phone, for we both liked to talk, and would always enjoy going from one topic of conversation to another. God Bless You, Aunt Annie, and I hope we meet in Heaven someday, and can continue our marathon conversations.

I know you are listening out there somewhere. I work with your daughter, Clair, who misses you soooo much. You would be so proud of her. You are in her thoughts every minute of the day, and you will be in her heart until you both meet again.

You were the Grandpa who took me to watch the Seattle Rainiers play baseball on summer afternoons so long ago and called me your little "Chick-a-Dee". I was just one of a "gaggle" of grandchildren, but you always made me feel special...maybe because I was your baby's baby. I remember the times, as a treat, I was allowed to walk to the corner and wait for your bus in afternoon so we could walk the rest of the way home together. I can still see your smile and hear your laugh. I miss you, Grandpa. Rest in peace. Dee Dee.

Hagen will be missed by the hundreds of employees at the Imperial Palace Auto Collection. He was a great inspiration to all of us.

Joseph Edward Stewart was Hamilton, Ontario Canada's, "Miracle Boy" and a ray of hope to thousands. He fought leukemia valiantly for almost fourteen years of his life suffering from ten relapses of the disease. Unfortunately, Joey was misdiagnosed and died unexpectedly of untreated food poisoning. Joe was an inspiration to all who met him. His quick wit and humour was loved by all. He encouraged anyone who suffered from the hardships of this life and never ever felt sorry for himself. He was a shining light in the midst of the darkness. I can still see his smiling face, and his eagerness to change someones life. He is a treasure in our hearts, and truly was a gift from God. We are grateful that God chose and entrusted Joe to us, his family. He taught us so much about the true meaning of "faith". Our hearts rest in knowing that Joey now sits with our Most High God, and with all the greatest of Saints and Angels. We know by the given Grace of God that we will be together again someday, and when God calls us home, Joey will be there to greet us and lead us to our Lord and Savior, "JESUS".

Joe attended: St. Helen's and St. Margaret Mary Elementary Schools. St. Jean De Brebeuf High School, all in Hamilton Ontario. He loved Camp Trillium and Camp Quality (Camps for children victims of cancer)and enjoyed putting on skits to entertain Counsellors and Campers alike. Joe also loved Help A Child Smile (H.A.C.S. a children's organization for children with cancer.) He was a member of: Living Word Ministries of Hamilton and dearly loved his Pastor and Spiritual Father, Bishop/Pastor, Alan McSavage. May the memories of Joe, live on forever in the lives that he had touched while he was here on earth.

Joey is sorrowfully missed by Mom and Dad (Doris and Pat), his only surviving brother: Thomas. His sisters: Angie, Dalia, Audrey, Mercedes and Jade. He is also greatly missed by Grandma's; Marie Stones and Charlotte Stewart, many Aunts, Uncles and cousins. You are the treasured memories of many hearts Joey. We will always love you. Joey also has the company of his Uncle Lauri, and Grandpa's; Joseph Stewart Sr. and Edward Stones in Heaven.

Sadly missed by us all.
Til we meet again my dearest sister.
Love and miss you always
Debs, Mum, Dad, James, Ciaran and Ethan.
xxxxxx

We love you dearly and will miss you. Although our hearts ache of an emptiness that will never be filled, you have left us with memories that will last our lifetime. All we can think about now is someday being able to rejoice with you and the angels.

The loss of my mother has affected me more than any other loss in my life. There are so many things I miss. No one calls me at 8a.m. anymore to see if I made it home from work ok. There is often no one to take those little road trips we took. There is no one to sit and have coffee with after work. There is no one readily available when something terrific or tragic happens in my life and I need to share it immediately with some one who will care. Most of all there is no one who can love me the way my mother did. I miss her so much, I can't put it into words. I am looking forward to seeing her in Heaven some day. I thank God for my memories and the many pictures and videos I have so that I may see and hear her anytime I want. I love you, Mom!!

Bobby died as the result of being hit by an arena truck while working for the show promoter. He was the second boy in our family to be killed by a truck. His brother, Ronnie, was 8 years old when he was hit while crossing the road to get on a school bus. These traumatic deaths have made it very difficult for our family to come to some kind of conclusion. We are leaning on our Heavenly Father for comfort and support because he is the only one who is strong enough to carry us through this. Bobby, We all miss you more than mere words can express! Bobby is sadly missed by his wife Sherry,his 15 yr old daughter Lori Sue, his two sons Jason Mays Stewart and David Mays, his mother, his sister Barb and family, his sister Sue and family and all his many friends! Bobby, if you were looking down on the day of your funeral, I know you were smiling when you saw the more than 14 separate wreckers that drove in your procession with all their lights flashing!!!!!!! It was such a touching tribute and gave us real comfort to know how well thought of you were. We were told that a tribute like that had never been done in our city before. How fitting that your service should be just as unique as you!!!!! We love you Bobby and we miss you!! Until we meet again, Your loving and lonely family

My father was a machinist from Germany who came to the United States after WWII. In the 1950's, my mother, Esther, and he were married in Los Angeles, California and settled in Ventura. Shortly thereafter he suffered a heart blockage. I was three years old. My only memories of him are stories and visits with his friends when I was a young boy. Maybe the best story is of the cheese wrappers he would hide in his co-workers machines in retaliation for their pranks. They would smell for days and make the work area intollerable. Everyone, aunts and uncles on my mother's side, friends, co-workers always spoke of him with high regard and told me that he was a great guy and a wonderful man. He was eulogized as "an honest, upright and dignified man." He took his time to name me Lothar Manfred which means Sentinel of Peace. My wife, Melodie, and I chose the same name our son. My grandparents are Jacob Stich and Kate Friermucht, my uncles are Alfred and John, and my Aunt is Emmy Buchwald. If you discover this memorial and you have interest in contacting me please do so at malstich@JPS.net

To our precious infant sons -- Rem, Declan and Dawson -- who were taken from us much too early.
We miss you so very much and think of you everyday. You will always be our special angels. Having you in our lives, if only for a brief moment, has given us a chance to know what love really is. Thank you.
"In our hearts, you live on...Always there, never gone."

All our love forever,
Mommy and Daddy

My dad was a very special guy. He loved me, mom, brother, and sister a lot. I really miss him. He died when I was two.

We miss you both so much. Mom you were our rock and our foundation. No matter where we lived you made it home. Sis you brought us joy and laughter and beauty with your poetry. Mom we will continue the fight for social justice that was the mainstream of you life. The homes all seem empty without you. The family misses you all so much. We know that one day we will all reunite again. With much love from your loving family, children, and siblings, Vanessa, Natasha, Joshua, Keven, Patrick, Jesse, Sarah, William, Rivka, Moshe, Josepf, Devorah, Chaim, Shlomo, Este, Miriam, David, Joel, Jaime, Tony, Zelda, Lena, Leah, Alexandra, Gabrielle, Ariel, Sheva, Shoshana, Anna, Clara, Jerry, Elizabeth, Rose, Sharon, Barbra, Benjamin, Mario, Norman, and all the rest of your loving family around the world. Next Year Israel! Shalom

Regis, we miss you every moment of our lives. It is hard to believe that you have been gone for five years. It seems like yesterday we were holding you in our arms. Some days it is very hard to go on without you. We try to imagine what you would be like. You would have been starting school this fall. Would you be like your brothers & sister or completely different? We will never understand why you were taken from us so suddenly. You brought so much happiness and joy to our lives in the short time you were here. We love and miss you. Love Mommy,Daddy,Robert,Ariana &Brian

Daniel was my older brother. In a life of much pain, he managed to bring us all a lot of happiness. In the end he brought us together as a family. He is an example of strength and dignity. By the time he was 11 he'd had 14 operations. He lived through operation after operation. Braces on his legs, scars, humiliation by classmates for being different. Yet it seemed to roll off his back. He was always content. He had only two dreams. To walk, and to be the first handicapped astronaut. Yet his dreams were taken away. His brain was wiped out by a doctor, who prescribed the wrong medication. But my brother was still a fighter. He lived 11 more years, bedridden. He still had his personality intact, even though he could not talk, walk, eat. This might sound like a book, but I have the need to let people know about him. He was truly special.

I know you're in the arms of the angels you loved so dearly. An end to your suffering has come and now you're in paradise with Grandma!!! I love you Jane. Jenny

Gary Len Stiner 1941-1998 May God be with you. Now our baby son isn't alone anymore

Too much of something just ain't enough , babe. I miss you, Stinky....

Becca was the the little girl I had always said I would have.Becca struggled for the first year of her life,she became so strong we could not believe she had such hard time the first year. When we found out I was pregnant agian Becca said I was going to have a sissy,boy was she ever right.I lost my little princess to a reckless driver.Her birthday and christmas are the hardest times since her death.But we chose to do is donate Beccas orangs so someone else could laugh and enjoy life the way our princess would have wanted.We also have a page at the dearly departed on the memorial pages

I was sitting here thinking of you this afternoon. The eve of my 44th birthday. 44 years ago today you went into labor to bring me into the world. I thank God for His mercy and strength. Thank you for being a part of a wonderful life. Your oldest, Elwood Cephus Stith

Dear God,

Please treat our baby to all the joys of life that we would have... We miss him dearly, but know he is doing fine in your care.

Your life was taken from you faster than it should have been taken. You do not know how missed you are around here by your family and by me, your loving friend. It is absolutely horrible not having you here to talk to and to spend time with. I miss the playfulness we once had and the talks we had. I think of you ALL the time and as days pass I think to myself that this will get easier but it doesn't David. I miss D. O. G. and the stupid fun we had with him on rides and at the apartment. Most of all I just miss being able to call you and talk to you. I cry all the time and wonder when this will get easier but I don't see that happening. It hit too close to home for me and definitely for your family. They think about you all the time as do I and I hope you are safe wherever you may be.
With Lots of Love,
Erica

Mom...I miss you so much. Your smile, your laugh,you. Life is a lot less fun without you in it. I love you. Till we meet again at that big Mallory Square in the sky, I remain, your daughter, Terry

Bastiaan, du warst Teil unseres Lebens, Teil unseres Herzens.
Jetzt bist du weg, tot. Ich weiß nicht, ob ich das verkrafte, aber ich kämpfe. Nein, du bist nicht Schuld, das weiß ich. Keiner ist Schuld, so wird es mir zumindest immer gesagt. Aber im Herzen fühle ich, dass ich einen Teil der Schuld trage....
Aber ich liebe dich, wir vermissen dich und wir werden kämpfen um so lange zu leben, bis du uns bei dir haben willst.

Bastiaan, you are my little brother and you always will be in my heart. And in the heart of many others, either.
I love you so much!!!!!!

Jij bent altijd bij mij,
en ik zeg jij,
dat ik hou van jouw.

Jouw groote zus, Anikka

My brother was a very good person. He was loved by everyone young and old. He would have graduated high school in May of 1998. He was planning on doing something in auto work. He was planning on going to college. He also worked in Mcdonalds. He is sadly missed by his sister Rhonda, his brother Trey and his 2 nieces Karen and megan and one nephew Jeffery. and his mom and dad Howard and Linda

Shawn, Not a day goes by when I don't pause to think about your friendly smile, whitty personality, and joking sense of humor. It's hard to believe that you're gone. It sometimes doesn't seem fair, but God had a reason for you. I just think of your favorte song by Bob Marley..Don't worry 'bout a thing, cause every little things gonna be alright. See you in heaven my friend! Tom

Son, you have been gone eight years, but still feels like you just left. I think you in the morning, I think of you in the evening and I think of in the night. I miss you so much, but that's Okay, God helps me out a lot..Until we meet at River Jordon, I love you, Your Mother, Constance R. Allen

Mum was born in Dublin and lived there all her life. She married my Dad, Richard, on 11 August 1953 and had 2 children - my sister, Geraldine and me - Loreto - or Lori, as I now am known as. She was 66 years old when she died. She outlived my Dad by just over 9 years. Both of them are very much missed by my sister, her husband Pat and her two children, Niamh and Aoife and by myself and my husband, Richard. I got married just 4 months after Mum died, so she never got to see her "baby" married.

Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way you always used. Put no difference into your tone, wear no air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me. Let my name be the household name it always was. Let it be spoken without the shadow of a ghost in it. Life means allthat it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight? All is well, nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before.

Love you, Mum

From Lori

Dad was a wonderful man - so quiet and unassuming, the kind of person you might almost forget is there.....until they are gone and then you notice "something missing". Well, a very large chunk of my life went missing in the early hours of 26 April 1986. For years I didn't grieve properly and it was only last year when my Mum got sick, that I was able to grieve. Dad died quietly and peacefully in the end, but I will always remember that morning - it was a beautiful sunny spring morning. It had rained during the night and everything was fresh and clean - a new start! On the way back from the hospital where he died, we heard on the news that there had been an accident at Chernobyl, the Russian nuclear reactor. I will never forget that day ever. I miss him so much. He never got to meet my husband - I know they would have gotten on so well.

I don't get to visit his or Mum's graves now as they are buried in Ireland and I am currently living in England, so I can visit them here.

Love you and miss you Dad.

Lori

Mr. Stokes, where do I start? You touched so many lives and helped so many people and yet God saw forth to take you home and let you fulfill a greater purpose. You will always be missed by the Craigmont family and hundreds of other people who saw your smiling face and made their day all better. It hasn't been the same without you, and you will never be forgotten. This is not a goodbye but merely an "I'll see you later", and I promise you that. Marcus North-Craigmont High School-Memphis, Tn

My Dearest Granddaddy, As I sit here looking at one of my few pictures of you, I remember all the love you gave to me. I know that even though you had many grandchildren, I was your baby. I lived with you and Grandma when I was a baby and should have stayed there always. I belonged with you. When I did finally come back as a teen, I hurt you so. I have no excuses, only regrets. When you became ill and needed someone there to care for you I was off in the military. You were gone three weeks before I got the letter telling me of your passing. I wasn't even able to attend your funeral. I had never apologized for my actions. It was too late to tell you in person, but I know you know how I feel now. How I wish I had done things differently, but, we live and learn. I just took a bit too long to learn the most important of lessons. I love and miss you more than words can express. I wish you could have met my daughter, you two would get along famously. She and I are both collectors of everything, as were you. She and her cousin Jon, your first two great grandchildren, were both the red headed babies you had always wanted and never had. If only you had had more time with us. I try to tell my daughter all I remember of you, so I speak of you often, even after all these years that you have been gone from our sight. I feel that you are watching over me at times. I hope that it is true. Until we meet again Granddaddy.... Love, Valerie Dear

Grandad, Wow, have the years zipped by?!! I still remember the way you sounded when you laughed. You laughed like you truly meant it!! I know that you have gone to a place where you are content, but I do so much wish you could have stayed with us for longer! I miss you, and think of you often. I love you Grandad.

And it was too soon... I have not forgotten you. I wonder what you'd be doing now, if you were still around. I'd probably never give you a thought. Maybe you were right in what you did. I wish I knew if you were happier now. I hope you are. I hope you are haunting the halls that once pushed you away. I think about you all the time. We all said we would, but no one does. I do, though. I'll miss you forever.

Poet and Mother. "The wielder of words is the captor of souls."

My wonderful son, Donnie, we miss and love you so much. We thank God for the 28 years that we had you. I miss you coming up to me and kissing me on top of my head and saying "Love you mom". We will see you again and I am looking forward to that day. Your brothers and sister miss you every day and we try to talk about the funny things you did.
Love forever,
Mom, Bobby, Larry and Ellen

Grandma - You had a way of making all of us feel really special. From my first memory, you were in my life, and continued to be until you were taken from us. I am so glad that you got to see my daughter, Taylor. I only wish that she was old enough to have the same fond memory of you that I have. I miss you as much today as I did the day you left us. I love you Gram.

Beloved father and husband. Colonel and veteran of WWII and Korea. Accomplished jet pilot and FAA administrator. A uniquely intelligent man who overcame much and gave freely to many.

In loving memory of our humorous, loving and dedicated father and Grandfather loving known as "Stoney". We had many, many hard times as a family together. We were separated and torn apart so many times that we siblings barely knew each other. The man that we least expected to, would put an end to his alcoholism, make us a permanent home and dedicate the rest of his life for us, to keep us together. Back in 1969, it was virtually unheard of for a man to be raising a family on his own, especially nine children. Despite, the hardship Dad would not rest until he reunited all of his children together and raised us the best way he could. Dad was also a victim of epilepsy, but he would not allow his limitations to get in the way. We were poor and never did own a vehicle but Dad would struggle with bags and bags of groceries every month, carrying food home to his children. No matter what the weather was like or how much more the plastic bags would cut through his fingers, he'd finish his trek home. Dad was a man who went against all the rumours of what it meant to be a man in those days and perservered. He cooked, and cleaned and taught us children a new meaning to the word, "Home". Dad had an anuryism on May 10/92, (mother's day) and on May 19/92 a botched operation left him comatose until his death on January 13/95. Our wonderful father will never be forgotten for his ultimate sacrifice. "No Greater Love Has He, Who Would Give Up His Life For A Friend". We are so proud of you, "Stoney". Who would ever have thought that a man with your disposition and temperment would have changed his life around for the sake of his children? May God Bless and keep you Dad, until we all meet again. Please make a plea before God on Angie's behalf. You know her suffering, and mine. We love you and miss you so but we all have that "Stoney" humour and can laugh at some of your ways as we remember you. Take good care of Joey and Franky for Marie and I.

Ed (Eddie) was born and raised in Hamilton, Ontario Canada. He was predeceased by his parents; Sam and Minnie Stones from England. And two Grandson's, Infant; Frank Giovanetti and a teen grandson; Joey Stewart. He is survived by his only love in this life, our mother, Marie Stones of Hamilton, Ontario and their children; Ed Jr., Doris, Betty, Pat, Frank, John and their families all of Hamilton. Dodie, (the eldest) of Orillia, Ontario and Marie, Rose and their families of Vancouver B.C. Canada. Rest In Peace Dad, from a job well done!

My dad was a real local character. Everyone knew him through his dogs. He was known as the 'collie man'. He would patrol the local neighbourhood in his own time, watching out for peoples property. I got my 21st birthday bash reduced because my dad patrolled the club at night!!
Although he was starting to become forgetful, it was manageable. My sister and me only found out cancer had developed in his brain, 3 weeks before he died. Those 3 weeks were horrendous in hospital, he didnt understand where he was and kept following us out of the ward to go home. we wanted to take him home but they wouldnt let us. He died peacefully in our local hospice on a Monday evening, just after we had left for a few hours. He knew we'd gone and slipped away. My mum died suddenly 4 days later, although divorced they rejoined again. i miss them both terribly. we became orphans within 1 week. we organised 2 funerals within 2 weeks. My dad gave me strength to visit him in the funeral home, the day of my mums passing, i almost felt him call to me to go to him and i received such peace from that. My dad has given my strength of character and a love for all things simple. My children are worse off without him, as we all are.
thanks dad

Mum, you were loved more than I can say. I wish that so many things could have been different. I think of you everyday. God Bless.

We'll never forget you...forever you will live in our hearts.

Michael, you are missed so much. Very many new things have happened since you left us. You have always been remembered on those special days that we have had with out your humor. You have a niece and a nephew who would love you dearly. Bianca has you sense of humor and you personality for loving people. Your new nephew Hunter has your looks, he was born the day after your accident, 8 years later. Bye for now, well see you in the end. Love Mom, Dad, Renae, Mark , Lisa, Shelly, Pete, Bianca, & Hunter

Biddy, I am glad you were in my life however short you time here was. i Love you and miss you more than i even thought was imaginable. i love you and will see you again. Love, Momma

Mitchell Dean Stover was a very loving human being. Married October 12, 1978 to Judith Rae Wickersham at the home of her sister, Flora Fabian, Crown Point, IN. Father to four children. Jennifer, born December 30, 1979; David, born June 12, 1982; April, April 7, 1984; and finally Paul, February 14, 1988. He was hard working and never would harm anyone. Enjoyed camping, fishing, and spending many quality hours with his family. Enjoyed going to many of the assemblies and conventions of Jehovah's Witnesses in his last year of his life. Has the wonderful hope of everlasting life right here on earth in paradise conditions. A model husband and father he was!

Daddy,
We love you! wish we could get you back!
I see you in my dreams and i wish for you to
come back . I love you daddy!
your loving doughter
Amanda

Gary Strahm owned the Royal Cyclery bicycle shop in Hawthorne Ca. He was murdered in his shop by two suspects whom are still at large. He is survived by his widow Judi Strahm, his four children, six grandchildren, and a list of family and friends that is limitless. He is believed to be the newest owner of a bicycle shop in heaven; though he will be missed here. We all will miss him...

-IN LOVING REMEMBRANCE ------
Clarinda Troutman Floyd was born Feb. 22, 1842 in Monongalia/Marion, County,VA./WV.USA. The daughter of Henry Troutman Floyd and Nancy (Cunningham) Floyd. Clarinda married Jacob Matheny Straight (1836-1916) on November 1, 1860 in Monongalia/Marion, County VA./WV. USA. With a loving companionship that lasted their lifetimes this couple raised nine children, six sons and three daughters, Permelia Alice Straight (1861-1943), Jacob Luther Straight (1863-1950), Henry Washington Straight (1866-1956), William Ellery Straight (1868-1936), Charles Grant Straight (1870-1947), James Francis Straight (1872- 1961), Gabriel Bruce Straight (1875-1935), Sarah Matilda Straight (1878- 1959), and Nancy Rachel Straight (1881-1950). Clarinda Straight’s daughter, Sarah who was My Grandmother told me “Mother was very loving and very hard working devoted Christian, at times very emotional but a strictly no nonsense lady of a shout and hearty Pioneer Stock”. In the back of a small picture frame I have containing a tintype photograph of Clarinda Straight appearing to be in her late teens to early twenties I found these words written by Clarinda’s hand. ”C. T. STRAIGHT REMEMBER ME AUG.THE/8 1888 C. T.” Clarinda Straight wrote this request some one hundred and ten years ago. Today I am honoring her request by posting this memorial to her memory in the hopes that folks all over the World will read this memorial and know that at the very least Clarinda Troutman (Floyd) Straight was remembered till the end of my days on this, God’s Good Earth. Grandmother Clarinda died at Mannington, Marion, County WV. USA. on December 17, 1925 at age 83 years. Grandmother Clarinda is buried in The Straight Family Plot at Whetstone Cemetery, Mannington, Marion, County WV. USA. By the side of her beloved husband Jacob Matheny Straight.-------------By Your Great-Grand-Son David, ----------------------- April 16, 1999 ----May the arms of Jesus cress you to his bosom throughout eternity.

This small page of cyberspace is dedicated to the memory of Jacob Matheny Straight (1836-1916), My Great-grandfather. Jacob the son of Gabriel Straight (1812-1887) and Rechel (Matheny) Straight (1812-1901) was born 13 September 1836 in Monongalia County, West Virginia USA. Jacob married Clarinda Troutman Floyd on 1 November 1860 in Marion County, West Virginia USA. Jacob and Clarinda were the proud parents of nine children Permelia Alice, Jacob Luther, Henry Washington, William Ellery, Charles Grant, James Francis, Gabriel Bruce, Sarah Matilda, and Nancy Rechel . Jacob died on 17 June 1916 at Mannington, Marion county, West Virginia USA, after attaining the age of seventy-nine years. Jacob was a Civil War veteran. Jacob Enlisted in the Union Army at Wheeling, West Virginia USA on 9 April 1862 to serve three years in Company H. of the 14th Regiment of the West Virginia USA Infanty Volunteers. Under the command of Colonel. D. D. Johnson and Captain James W. Snodgrass. Jacob was hororably discharged as a private at Cumberland, Maryland USA on 27 June 1865. Jacob's personal description at the time of his enlistment was, Twenty-seven years of age, Five feet ten inches in height, Of fair complexion, With sandy colored hair and brown eyes, And his occupation was that of a Farmer. I might add here that Jacob along with his father Gabriel were the personal bodyguards of Francis H. Pierpont the first governor of West Virginia USA. Although Great-grandfather Jacob died before I was born. He was a great infulence in my life through his daughter my grandmother Sarah (Straight) (McIntire) Currey (1878-1959), Who was ever present in my life for the first Twenty-one years of it.---- Through knowledge of your place in time, I think I know you well, If I could only meet with you, Oh, the facts to me you could tell.----Your Great-grandson David L. McIntire

Tina was a daughter, a mother, a sister and a friend. Her death was unexpected and she is now gone with the heavenly father, she will be missed greatly but she will always be in our hearts! We love you Tina! And be sure to shine like the star you are!

My brother there are so many questions that will never be answered...so many years that will never be seen...so many smiles that are forever lost...but in this game called life, we all must pay the cost... January 28, 1998...That day will haunt me till I die. That day I got home late, around 7:30-8:00 or so. We were preparing for a movement to Louisiana. when I came through the door and saw that look on Sheilas face I just knew something was wrong. That's when she told me that Nate found you hanging in a tree behind your apartment. "Well is he ok", was all I could get out. I couldn't let myself believe that you were gone. "Rusty, He's dead", she said in a low hesitant voice. That's when it hit me "Hatred...Anger...Pain..." all I could see was red. I just wish that you knew that there were many other ways. So many people you could have turned to... We've all lost loves, jobs, & self esteem once or more in our lives. We just have to see life through the bad times & look forward to the good times. Yet the combination of alcohol & crystal meth wouldn't let you see that. That's why I'm leaving this memorial on the wall for you. I hope to open the minds of others that meth is a killer, especialy when mixed with alcohol & depresion.... I miss you Bro... Love, Rusty "Seek first to understand... Than to be understood..."

Ryan, I love you and I'll always miss you! Cousin Ray

1980 Playmate of the Year, She was murdered by her estranged husband who then killed himself.

My darling wife was taken from me by the senseless act of a deranged person. At 9:02 AM on April 19, 1995, a bomb was detonated outside the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City and took the lives of 169 people. No one can ever know how special Dee was and will never experience the warmth of her smile. She left behind a husband that loved her more than life itself, two children who, although grown, can't talk to Mom anymore. Also, three grandchildren who will never be spoiled by her, and two step-children who loved her more than their own mother. From the start, we were meant to be together always. Now you are gone and I am so lost. You will always be in my heart.
Love Always,
Chuck

This Memorial is Dedicated to My Most Special Grandpa(PaBoY). I Have so many Cherished Memories of Our times Together.I will never forget you Pa, and I know someday we will meet again. Pa ..you may be gone for now , but you will forever be here....In my Heart.Rest in Peace..Dear Soul. I Love You ...Your GrandDaughter. Sherry Rene Huff(Boyd)

This Memorial is Dedicatied to My Loving GrandMother who passed away suddenly. Dear Gran, I had not seen you in over 5 years.but my Love for you was kept in my Heart.Theres so much for me to keep in my memories of our cherished and wonderful days together. I was your First Great GrandChild, and always in your Efforts ...you made me feel loved. Gran you were ole so dear to me if only we could have had one more day together ..You didnt even get to see your last GreatGreat Grandchild.....The emptiness will forever be with me ,because when you departed it took the most special Granny of all.You were so much to everyone..we will never forget all youve done and all you were.I hope someday we meet again ..and i pray you can look down on me and know how special you still are to me ...youll never be far away gran ..because you are deep inside my heart and always in my memory. I Love much and no matter how many years pass that youve been gone .......You will always not be far from me...remember Love last forever.and forever i will love you. Rest in Peace ..and i hope youll be shers Gruadian Angel. Love Forever ......GrandDaughter..Sherry Rene Boyd(Sher)

It was Tuesday, March 18, 1969 and a baby boy was born to a jubilant 23 year old mother, Rosa Yvonne Straughter Price and a father Albert Price. After his mother's premature death, a 10 month old Lloyd Price was lovingly adopted by his grandparents Myrtle and Scott Straughter, Sr. and reared on what remains our family home in Wolf Lake, Ms.

Always much larger in stature than his childhood counterparts, Lloyd stood out at a very early age. From football, to basketball, and even piano, there was no area that was off limits to him. Many of his lessons in humility and work ethic came from working in the cotton fields and family gardens there at "The House". But also from this home sprang forth teachings of love for one's God, family, and friends from Myrt and Scott and the countless numbers of church conventions and revivals attended every year. He was a member of Centerpoint MB Church created by his great grand papa out of a need to educate black children.

With this strong sense of fellowship and a skill for conversation, Lloyd created surrogate meaningful relationships with classmates, teammates, and co-workers all of which were his family. However, this only brought him marginally close to the wholeness that would have been completed by his birth mother.

After a short stint in professional football, Lloyd returned home where he completed his college degree at Jackson State University - where he had earlier played college football. He became a policeman and worked with Jackson Municipal Airport security. He later met and married the former Linda Braddy Straughter and joined Allen AME Church in Tacoma, Wa(2000).

In Jackson, Mississippi on January 24, 2004 (thirty-four years and 13 days after his mother was unwillingly taken from him), Lloyd walked back into his mother's warm and loving arms. He departed this world due to complications from Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome.

He leaves to mourn his memory our Madea, Myrtle Love Straughter; a son, Christopher Lloyd Straughter; a "brother"/cousin, Horace T. Straughter; seven maternal uncles(aunts), three maternal aunts, two great aunts, one great uncle(aunt), cousins, and friends. Lloyd was preceeded in death by our grandfather Scott Straughter, Sr. Lloyd also leaves two paternal aunts, two paternal uncles, and two brothers and sisters.

A very patient woman, she knew me like a book, almost like my mother did. If I'd misbehave, she'd call me by my first/middle name (Edward Joseph), or she'd get down on her knees and say "Jesus, Mary & Joseph." But she was very dear, and good, to me, and I miss her dearly. Grandma, I miss u.

Mom, I miss you dearly. I will never forget all the great times we shared during your lifetime, and especially how I would almost always beat you at Chinese Checkers, when we'd play for $.10 a game. And I still laugh how you would never go higher than that dime per game. Mom, I love you and miss you always.

Gone but still loved very dearly. Sadly missed by your son, Edward

Never really was that close to him, as he usually wouldn't talk to me--was just aloof to me out of his nature. I still loved him though, and hope he sees the light now in his eternal surf.....See you Grandpa

You know what I remember most about my father?
Watching John Wayne movies on a Sunday afternoon.
My father was a U.S. Marine, and the greatest man I ever knew.

We brought him home from the hospital on Hospice Care so he could see the completion of the new home he and my mother were building. He died two days later, one week before his 58th birthday, quietly, peacefully in his sleep.

He died from cancer, he smoked for over 30 years. Always knowing what it could do, but never believing in could happen to him.

I missed him every day, I am only 25 years old, but I still need my daddy sometimes. I am sad that he never saw my wedding, and will never see the children I will have in the future. But I am happy to know that his is in a better place, no more suffering, with friends and family that left long before he did. I am happy that I got to know my father for 25 years.

I leave you with this, something I have hanging in my office and on my wall at home, which reminds me of you:

I was that which others did not want to be.
I went were others feared to go, and did what others failed to do.
I asked nothing from those who gave nothing, and reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal loneliness...should I fail.
I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging cold of fear; and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love.
I have cried, pained, and hoped...but must of all, I have lived times that others would say where best forgotten.
At least someday I will be able to say I was proud of what I was...
U.S. Marines

My Mother and best friend my whole life. Debbie, Michael, and I miss you so much. After a 3 1/2 year battle with ovarian cancer, she is gone. She suffers no more. I want to thank Dr. Jameel Audeh for his kindness, understanding, and medical knowledge. Thank you to God for allowing us to enjoy Mom as long as we did. Though God did not see fit to heal Mom, we do appreciate the time He gave us with her. I know Mom knows how much we loved her and our home seems empty without her. I hope heaven is as great as we've been taught. Mom, I know you are elated to be spending time with Dad and Grandma once again. I am looking forward to the time when we can all be together again, as a family. This is submitted with much love and happy memories, your son, Tim.

This is our good friend Kent. His dream was to be a truck driver and to see the U.S.A. and to travel and met all the people that he could meet. We will miss him a lot. He loved to look at old cars & trucks at car shows.. love your mom & dad & brothers..

Its now been almost three years and I only miss you more every day, Never again will I find another human like you Ray, you were my brother, my friend , my clone, I often find myself thinking of the days sitting around bitching about having nothing to do, and I would trade anything to have one of those moments back, to laugh at your stupid jokes, hear another story about some girl, you'll never be lonely though you took my innocence, my youth with you my friend I'll see you on the other side with eternal love terry

HAMPTON - Mr. Carl Bernard Streater, 51, departed this life on Wednesday, March 31, 2004, at home. A native of Portsmouth, Va., Mr. Streater lived in Hampton for 18 years. He was employed by Norfolk Public Schools as a Communication Technology Teacher at Booker T. Washington High School where he faithfully executed his duties and supported their programs. He was a graduate of Norfolk State University (June 1976) where he was commissioned as an officer in the United States Army through the ROTC Corps. He was also a member of the Pershing Rifles Honor Society. He earned a Masters Degree in Aviation Management from Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University, Daytona Beach, Fla. In August 1996, he retired from the U.S. Army following 20 years of proud service in the Infantry and Aviation Branches. Military service/honors include combat aviator (helicopter pilot of the Cobra and Apache), 3 Army Commendation Medals, Army Achievement Medal, National Defense Service Medal, and the Senior Army Aviator Badge. He was a member of the Prince Hall Masonic Lodge, Eastern Light Lodge. His parents, Bertha Lee Battle-Streater and Thomas E. Streater Sr., preceded him in death. Carl Streater leaves to cherish him in memory his beloved wife, Virine Hardy Streater and their children, son, Corey B. Streater of Hampton and daughter Selina Streater of Kingsport, Tenn.; two brothers, Thomas E. Streater Jr. (Verlestine) of Fayetteville, N.C., and Dennis Streater of Portsmouth, Va.; five sisters, Regina Montague (Samuel) and Idell Galling (James Jr.) of Chesapeake, Va., Renee Streater, Annette Roundtree and Irma Gammon of Portsmouth, Va.; an uncle, Willie Moore of Portsmouth, Va.; a host of nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends. The Rev. Dr. Raymond L. Lassiter will render a service at 11 a.m. on Monday, April 5, at Antioch Baptist Church, Hampton, Va. Burial will follow at Hampton Memorial Gardens. Family and friends are asked to assemble by 10 a.m. at 6 Pirates Cove, Hampton, Va. The viewing will be from 3 to 6 p.m. today at Smith Brothers Funeral Home, Hampton, (Ph: 723-4117).

Queen of Langton Street in San Francisco. Owner of the Pink Tarantula Hair salon. A cool and groovy spirit. Very loving, giving, caring person. Crazy Harley rider who lived life to the fullest. Lived life her way. Built up very successful business from the ground. Touched thousands of lives. Born in Syndey, Australia. Everyone who met you will never forget. We all will join you in whatever journey you are on now. I will miss you.

Stan was a good guy, a good friend, and a excellent psychologist. He will be truly missed by his family, his friends, and his clients.

Let it all hang out, like a rolling stone

Carson Lance Strong is survived by his mother, Carol René Strong, father, Danny Lee Strong and brother, Jamie Aaron Strong. Carson departed from this earth on a bright, sunny afternoon at the sweet age of 16, 3 days after an auto accident that also claimed the life of Carson's 16 year old friend, Micah. Over 1500 family members and friends attended his funeral services in a town that only has about 1000 in population. Everywhere he went, Carson touched lives with his warm, sweet smile, and his incredible affection. He was a blessing to everyone who knew him, and we miss him so much. Losing a child is truly the "ultimate" pain, because when you lose a child, you lose your future. But we look forward to seeing Carson in Heaven someday, and we know in our hearts that "The longest life is short, and the shortest life is miraculous."

Im memory of a good friend

Will be missed by all. We love you

It was a warm sunny day in Oct and my daughter and 3 of her little friends was excited after school,wanting to go back and play in school yard less than 1 block from home.
so mommy decided it would be ok and she knew the rules by all them sticking together. she was gone appox 30 min when a guy was standing on my porch step stating there had been a accident. running down to the school yard there I found my 7 year old baby girl laying on the ground not breathing. she had fallen from the monkey bars from the top and crushed her throat so she couldnt breath.
after 1 month in the hospital hoping they had life flighted her to another hospital only for them to tell us she was brain dead.
as time went on i finally was asking who was this man but no one seem to know anything about a man.the 3 other little friends said they was no other person at the school when this had happened. so i personally think maybe he was a gradian angel sent to tell me to go to the school yard.
I miss you so much and feel so guilty for letting you go that day.
we love you mandy
mommy & daddy

I met DJ the night he died, but within those short hours of our friendship I got to know him real well and felt a special bond with him. I know God made us meet that night for a reason, why else would I meet a complete stranger, and feel an immediate connection, their last day on earth? I learned that night how short life really is and to take total advantage of any friendships you create.
For DJ-Never Forgotten
I didn't know you long-only a few short hours did we meet before you were taken that fateful night.
I'll always remember when you walked in-the confusion on both our faces. We couldn't figure out how we knew each other, it was like dejavu.
You were the life of the crowd. It only took an instant to see you were a great person to have around. I'm glad I got that chance, even if it didn't last a single day.
I couldn't mistake the love you shared with your boys that only the best of friends have. I got a glimpse of how big your heart was. You were quick to make friends, especially with the girls.
When it got too crazy, you calmed the chaos. You told me your story, laced with the fear and anger of all you'd be through. We tried to stop you that night, but your stubborness took over. I will never forget those last words, "It's ok, Shorty, we're cool." You gave me a handshake, with a sparkle in your eyes, and said, "Friends forever." Then you laughed, and said, "Even if we just met."
It's been awhile now but there's still so much pain. I see you sometimes-the look on your face when you flashed that smart grin from behind the "mansion's" bar. Laughing at your jokes or whispering to Justin about "that short blond" drove me crazy. I still hear you say, "Ya know the bulldawg loves you!"
What made me and the Oakie go to Dripping Springs that night? Why not a night when we would see you the next day?
We watched after your boy and tried to ease his pain, and even colored cartoon pictures to hang on the beat in walls. He misses you everyday.
But the questions will never leave and the guilt can't be erased. Sometimes I hate that night because I could've kept you here, and prevented the pain felt by so many. But I know you are in a better place now. I think of the hate you screamed that night and pray that God took away that anger, and that your days are filled with love and smiles.
One day we'll meet again. Next time we will remember each other and there will be no more goodbyes, and no more waiting. Tell Him thanks for letting me see you before he took you home, and watch over your boys-keep them safe so one day we'll all be at the party again-this time no one is leaving, we're in it together.

DJ(Danny Joe, Jr.)-That's my memory of you. I know your crazy self is up there making an awesome angel. I'm sorry your life ended short, but thank you for letting me be your friend and be by your side in your final hours. Your memory, your face, your words, and your acts will forever be a part of me scarred in my mind. I don't know if I will ever get over that night, but I'm not ready to forget you. We shared so much that night-even the same first name. Maybe one day the confusing tears will fade. Can't wait to see you again. Hope you are safe and have found happiness.
xoxo
Dani

We miss and love you very much. Your short life showed us there are angels in heaven and will see you again.

In Loving Remembrance of Alvin Strunk, 77, of Oceana, West Virginia, USA who died of cancer Wednesday, Sept. 26, 2001, at a Beckley, West Virginia hospital. Mr. Strunk was born Sept. 18, 1924, in Allais, Kentucky. He was the son of the late George and Mary Caldwell Strunk. Mr. Strunk attended OceanaÂ’s Church of God. He worked for 40 years for The Eastern Associated Coal Corporation at the Kopperston No. 2 Mines. He served in the U.S. Army with honors during World War II.
His wife of 37 years, Hester (Halsey) (Moran) Strunk, three sons, Michael Strunk, Darrell and Chuck Moran, and four brothers and a sister preceded him in death.
Survivors include four daughters; Mrs. Rodney (Diane) Topping of Oceana, West Virginia; Greta Paynter of Columbus, Ohio; Connie Hale of Port Charlotte, Florida; and Mrs. Robert (Jean) Bailey of Fredericksburg, Virginia and three sons, Cecil (Theresa) Moran, Cleveland, Ohio, Ron Moran and Bobby Moran both of Sophia, West Virginia. Mr. Strunk also leaves 26 grandchildren, 26 great-grandchildren, and two great great grandchildren.
Service were held at 1 p.m. Saturday September 29, 2001 at the Querry-Toler Funeral Home, in Oceana, West Virginia with the Reverends J. L. Riffe, Randall Bowles and Joey Bailey officiating. Burial followed in Palm Memorial Gardens, at Matheny, West Virginia.
Pallbearers were Jamie Topping, Michael Topping, Joey Bailey, Bert Morrell, Jason Easter, and Jay Williams.
Revised from © The Beckley, West VirginiaÂ’s Register-Herald Friday, September 28, 2001.

Alvin Strunk was a kind and jovial man. He was a very good guitar and piano player. He picked his guitar in the style of his hero the great Chet Atkins. He could play anything that Mr. Atkins ever recorded and play it very well in the style of Mr. Atkins. Alvin played and recorded music with many country and gospel groups through the years.
This writer always enjoyed “Pickin’ & Grinnin’” anytime he could with Alvin.
Alvin you will be greatly missed on this earth.
– Your Friend Dave

Baby Chris - we loved you so much in your three months with us. You will never be forgotten.

Grandma Jan

Leeann was a loving wife,mother,daughter,sister,friend and grandmother which she never got to be.She was 39 years old when she died of the hanta virus.She was born and raised in East Stroudsburg,Pennsylvania where she lived all her life. Leeann was a person who saw good in everybody and enjoyed life to the fullest. God looked around His garden & found an empty place; He then looked down upon the earth & saw your face. He put His arms around you & lifted you to rest. God's Garden must be beautiful,He always takes the best.It broke our hearts to lose you,Leeann,but you didn't go alone.Part of us went with you, the day God called you home.You will never be forgotten. Sadly missed by:Mom,Dad,Lori,Teddy,Lisa,Dan,Jennifer,Will, Chris,Vera,Triston,Daryl,Debbie,Nathan & Jacob.

Dewayne, It has been almost 6 years since you have left to go home to be with the Lord. I respect you more now that i am older you taught me a lot. The day i found out you had left us due to a bicycling accident I couldn't believe you were gone. Just that last weekend I was begging you to be my boyfriend and you told me I was to young and maybe when i got older. Well i am 20 years old now and still remember you beating me with a shoe at the skating rink being the mean boy that you were haha. I truely miss you and wish you were around your frind forever

I LOVE U WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL ONE DAY WE WILL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN AND UNTIL THAT DAY COME U R ALWAYS THOUGHT ABOUT LOVE 4EVER THIRD BORN TANGRA MONIQUE STUART

Vetran editor of the Toronto Telegram at Ottawa, Ontario of lung cancer. Doug is survived by wife, Eileen, five children, eleven grandchildren and four great grandchildren.

Gerry will always be remembered for his deep sense of pride in our family and its history. Gerry was known for his lightheartedness and humorous manner. His childlike faith in God was his testimony to life. Gerry was also known for his generosity and constant willingness to help anyone (especially family) in need. He was always ready to give a helping hand. Gerry had a special gift to see and enjoy life in a simplistic and innocent manner. He had a special love for nature and tenderness towards animals. We will always hold the memory of Gerry and his life, dear to our hearts.

God made his life a little light,
That in our hearts will glow.
A little flame that burneth bright,
Wherever we may go.

For our "Baby Gabe"

Love- Daddy, Mama, and Big Sister Ebbi

Dad! I appreciated him in life. I miss him in death. Everyone who knew him loved him.

My father Edwin C.Sturdivant also known as Derek Coleman.Derek being his stage name,he was an actor,director,choreographer,musician,composer,teacher, singer,dancer,and some many more.He left his signature of his greatest performance,Clarence Darrow the one man show. He resided in Syracuse,NY.moved to Ft.Myers Florida in Feb.98till July 19th98.There is so much to be said for him,his best attributes were being a father and granpa.Dad how we miss you so much,sometimes I think I hear you singing.Yes you had a sick heart,but Anica's and mine is forever broken without you.Now you are with Mom,Anica and i will see you again.We think of you everyday,your granchildren ask for you always.Emily has made a shrine for you in her room.We carry you with us daily in our hearts.We will be okay.We love you,miss you dearly.D'lo and Anica

Gloria Jean Alice Sturgeon (nee Maynard) R.I.P
b. London England 21st November 1941
d. Bury St.Edmunds Suffolk England 28th June 2000 @ 08.35pm

Thank you for being the best mum I could have ever wished for.
You left me with an everlasting gift,the knowledge and ability to understand the true meaning of the word love.
Whenever I'm down and missing you I read these words. It's these words that have helped me understand your leaving.
Rest in peace my dear mum,
All my love Ian

What Is Dying
Bishop Brent 1862-1929
Bishop of The Philippines

I am standing on the sea shore.
A ship at my side spreads her
white sails in the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I
stand and watch her until at last
she fades on the horizon.

Then someone at my side says
"There, she has gone"-
Gone where ?
Gone from my sight - that is all.
She is just as large in the mast,
hull and spars as she was
when she left my side.....
The diminished size
and total loss of sight
is in me and not in her,
and just at the moment when
someone by my side says
"She is gone,"
others take up the glad shout
- "There she comes."

God looked around His garden, and he found and empty space.
Then He looked down upon this earth and saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you, and lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful, He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering, He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never get well on earth again.
He saw that the road was getting rough, and the hills hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids and whispered "peace be thine."
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn't go alone.
For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

We all miss you more and more each day, but we take comfort in knowing that you are safe with the Lord. I'll love you always and forever, pappa!
Your granddaughter, Tracy

To our beloved mother, grandma, and best friend. We are lost without our third "mustketeer". We miss you so much but you will live with us forever in our hearts. All our love, Lesa and Wendey