George yocher came into this world with a big bang on July 4, 1929 in Durby, Ct. And moved into Palm Beach Gardens Florida in 1973. His life was a joyful, eventful and loving one. He was a Navy Air Corps Veteran of the Korean Conflict. While on leave he met the women (Joyce Slade/Melfe) of his dreams on a bind date, and they were wed on November 4, 1950. They had four kids (Joy, George, Colleen and Heidi), and then five grand kids (Jenny, Andrea, Irene, Linda and Kenneth) and one great-grandson (Iean), but his family did not end with his own blood, he had many nieces, nephews, grandsons and granddaughters that he took into his heart even though they were not his own blood; he loved them just as much as he loved all the others that were his own blood. He was a loving husband, father and grandfather. His family was the most impotent thing in his life. He lived for his family, never thinking of his self he worked hard so his family would have everything they needed and most of the time wanted. He was Baptized, and once he found the Lord, he added the Lord to the top of his list, and like always he put his self last. He was a good Christian. So as you could see he was not a selfish man, he was a very selfless man. On February 29, 2004, George Yocher leaped out of this would right into Jesus’s arm, and now he is in Heaven with our Lord looking down on his family. He will be missed by everyone who knew and loved him.

still missing you Alex "A" love always Dad xxxxxxxxxx

Grandpa-

We miss you very much and want you to know how very much we love you. Few people in the world could match your humor, wit, love and compassion. I think of you often when I see trees, horses, dogs, kids...everything. You were a great man and I will remember you always.

Our beloved and cherished son. You were adored, even before the day you were concieved. I will ALWAYS love and remember you. You will never be alone. Mommy is right here for you, forever and ever.

Betty Jean Trimble Young Born February 13, 1933 in Marshall County, KY to Loman and Ludelle Trimble. Married L.E. Young in Corinth, MS on January 5, 1957. Mother of five children, Deborah, born April 11, 1958; Larry, born November 25, 1960; twins Rickie and Dickie, born October 19, 1961; and Pamela, born February 17, 1964. Momma was truly a gift from God. She came into this world loved by her parents and her sister, Rebecca and always seemed to make the world a better place to live. Whether that was in her constant smile or loving way. The five of her children were the luckiest people in the world, because we were the ones Heavenly Father sent to be her children. Momma always knew what to say or do to make you feel just a little bit better. Her hugs were worth more than the finest gold. Her love more valuable than the rarest rubies. The one who got the most love was Daddy. Momma was always there whenever Daddy called. When he was sick or even one of us kids, it was Momma who was there to make things better. Momma was also devoted to her church. She and Daddy were the ones who always made sure that we were up and ready for church on Sunday morning. I thank God for her. Finally, I'd like to write a letter to her from her son. Dear Momma, It's been nearly six months since we beheld your beautiful face. You were so brave in that hospital bed fighting for your life to stay with us. But you knew that you were finally going to go home to be with God. I want you to know that we miss you more everyday, but we also know that we will see you again some sweet day when we too make that journey to meet God. Daddy misses you, but I know that you know because you told him not to worry and cry because you were okay....Oh Momma there are so many things I'd like to say to you, but they'll wait til you meet me again in heaven. Thanks for the love that you have given me and the love that I know continues within the corners of my heart. Love always, Larry

When I think of Crystal Megan Young I think of Smiles and Sunshine. Since the second grade she fought a battle with Huntington's Chorea. Her life was short but she touched many people's hearts. NO one met her without feeling loved She taught each one of us to live each day to the fullest. That hope is always worth having. Each day should be greeted with a smile and with hugs. You were an angel among us Crystal and now you are an angel in heaven.

We will all miss you dearly here on earth. I love you.

My dear Grandmother though I never met you nor felt your loving arms around me. I feel you have substance in my life and in my heart. No longer are you just a name and a picture. You have came alive to me thru the kindness and time of others. They have taken time to tell me of their research and have sent me pictures of your grave along with those of others in our family. Your son, my father, has joined you now in death. His seperation from you as a small boy must have been tramatic and sad. All he had to give me was your name and your picture. I so wanted to know you. Your blood line goes back into history and I find you there. To late to share with Dad the joy and interest of your life but, share you with my children I will. In remembering, you are indestrutable. I honor your life by recognizing your death. Love Your Grand-daughter.

When my mother passed away, I realized she had taught me the last lesson she could teach...how to die with dignity. As the cancer she battled slowly consumed her, she knew time was precious. In the end I knew there could be no reversal of what was to come and rather than look at it as a disaster, I'll always rememer the bravery and dignity she displayed up to the end.
I know now she is happy and at peace. --Rick--

It hasn't been quite a year since my dad died but as I look back on the months since then and the loss that I feel, I cry, as I am now. He and I had a special relationship- we hiked and camped together. We rebuilt the clutch on my Corvair hippie bus. We traveled here and there. We fought about my "Twiggy eye makeup". We loved and laughed. We had a love for computers. I like to think I was the reason for him coming back from severe depression after an operation in 1992. Even though we lived far apart, he was always in my heart and mind. As the years went by and the many health problems kept coming, I knew in my heart that he was not truly happy. He hurt and he took many medicines and yet there were setbacks. I wasn't always there and that hurt so very much. Livng 3,000 miles away is so hard as ones parents get older. He was not afraid of dying- I knew he was ready this last time in the hospital. I arrived on a Friday afternoon and went with my sister and mom to see him in intensive care. He was pretty doped up but when he saw that we were all there, he was ready to die. He shook his head and pleaded with us with his eyes. We knew the decision we had to make but yet it took the weekend of talking and crying to finally be able to say "yes", dying is what he wants now. We respected his wish and he passed on to another place within 45 minutes. We are comfortable with our decision to this day but the loss is still there and the emptiness. I love you dad more than words can tell now or ever.......... Your daughter, Judy

Janessa Opal Margaret Young daughter of Corey and Monica Young died a few short minutes after her birth of a diaphragmatic hernia. Janessa weighed 8 pounds, three ounces. She came into our hearts at 9:20 a.m. on July 16,1996 and then left us to go to the loving arms of Jesus and all of her great-grandmothers and fathers in Heaven. Grandparents are Doug and Bonnie Young of Holdrege, NE. and Richard Tiedje of Arapahoe, NE.; Great-grandmother, Opal Schleeter of Bertrand, NE.

We love you and we will all miss you.

L.E. Young born September 13, 1933 died July 29, 1998 L.E. Young, 64, of Dresden, Tennessee, died Wednesday, July 29, 1998. He was born September 13, 1933 in Graves County, Ky to Luther E. and Estella Edwards Young.....He married the love of his life on January 5, 1957 when he married the former Betty Trimble.....That love lasted 41 years when she died earlier in 1998 on January 24....Dad, who had been battling cancer for the last year, loved momma so much that I don't think he ever got over losing her...He often talked to the children about how much he wanted to go be with Momma.....he is survived by five loving children, Deborah, Larry, Rickie, Dickie, and Pamela...as well as four grandchildren whom he loved with all his heart, Cody, Colleen, Justin, and Emily.......he also leaves his two brothers, James and R.G. and a sister Dorothy..... Dear Daddy, I want to let you know how much I love you and miss you...As I write this letter to you, you've been gone for one week......our hearts are sore, but we understand....you are with momma.....and that's the one place you've wanted to be since she left last January......I hope that I can be the kind of father that you've been.....you loved us....taught us well.....gave us food, clothes and a roof over our heads......Tell Momma we miss her too......We went through your cards that you got over the years and the one thing that stands out is how well loved you are,.......both by family and friends......We'll miss you so much but know you're happy......I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!! Your loving son, Larry

Dear Lamika,

I just thought I'd drop you a few lines to let you know that I love you and that I'm proud of you. You are the twin that everyone says reminds them of me. They say that we are very much alike in many ways. The accident seems like a bad dream, I wish someone would wake me up. I never thought you'd leave us so soon. Sometimes I question why. But I have to remember that God doesn't make mistakes. He had a purpose for you in Heaven. But in my selfishness I believe you had a purpose here with us. Well, I was just thinking about you and wanted you to know that I miss you and that I love you.

Your cousin,
Gina

Michael,
I miss you so much,i have moved on now,but I would give anything to share it with you at this time, N still misses you and sometimes will cry for you,as do I, J you never got to meet but is an absolute sweetheart and asks of you now.
This seems less like a memorial and more of a letter..but..you know me Michael I always did waffle on didn't I?.
You are always in my thoughts,
love G.

Career Air Force Officer, worked as a controller for strategic air command. During WWII he was a reporter for Stars and Stripes. He was also one of the last remaining survivors of Pearl Harbor. Orville is survived by his wife, Patricia and his seven children who loved him dearly.

In memory of a husband, son, joker and friend.Missing you. LoveSteve, Keith, Marge and all your family and friends.xxx

Although I worked with this young girl for only a year, she became a good friend. She was a very sweet and happy girl who loved to play darts. I allways felt good when I worked with her. She had a wonderful outlook on life and allways made me laugh. She was only 22 when she died in a car accident November 25 2006. I'm still crying over such a loss of such a wonderful person with so much to live for. She will allways have my love and be in my memories

Todd was a very loving and caring son and brother. Alcohol finaly won out. We know you are at peace now, Todd. You never harmed any one and loved animals especially dogs. Now you are at your reward for those wonderful deeds, in heaven. We love and miss you Todd. Mom, Dad, and your sisters.

Friend, Classmate, Soldier. Your name is etched in black granite on The Wall in Washington. You will be remembered always. Rest in Peace.

Rebecca Grace was born in Thibodaux La. She had 11 brothers and sister,and all died before her She lived 347 E.49th Street for many years,and then 328 E. Garfield Bld. She helped raised many children,and her last was Judith McVan-Grace. She was very strict,and had high morals. She was married to Richard for over 50 years. If there is a heaven Rebecca Clara Young-Smith is there....