FOR WHOM THE BELLS TOLL

MEMORIAL IN MEMORY OF

The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living. permanently

"That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place

Our Kindred For Whom The Bells Toll

         When our life has reached its very end,
      And we take that final breath;
    we want to know we've left behind,
Some "good" before our death.

We hope that in our final hour,
In all honesty we can say:
That somewhere in our lifetime,
we have brightened someone's day.

That maybe we have brought a smile
To someone else's face,And made one moment
a little sweeter
While they dwelled here in this place.

Mamie Brooks Miller John H. Miller Sr.

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1894 - 1986 1890 - 1918

Wm Buttram Jr Julia Miller Buttram

1916 - 1958---- 1916 - 1991

Wm (Bill ) Buttram Terry Buttram
1946 1992 1949 2007

Jessie Tucker Emma Miller Tucker

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1914 - ------ 1970 1915 - 2004

Millicent Miller John H. Miller Jr.

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1926 - 1997 1913 1986
Millicent Miller John H. Miller.

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Aunt Rochelle Harvey Aunt Alice Wright

Odessa Moon
1922 - 2007

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Charley B. Jones Emma Lizzy Moon
1915 - 2004 1896 1987
Michael Owens 1977-2005 William Brown
(Father of Kamille Owens} 1937 - 2006

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My Mother in law Eva Redd Dot Hairston MY SISTER IN LAW

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1893 1987 1918 - 2004

Evelyn Harriston Henry Preston
My Niece My Brother in Law

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1920-1954

Funeral Eulogy

I read of a man who stood to speak
  at the funeral of a friend.
  He referred to the dates on her tombstone,
  From the beginning...to the end.

  He noted that first came her date of birth
  And spoke the following date with tears,
  But he said what mattered most of all
  Was the dash between those years.

  (1934 - 1998)

  For that dash represents all the time
  That she spent alive on earth...
  And now only those who loved her,
  Know what that little line is worth.

  For it matters not, how much we own;
  The cars...the house...the cash,
  What matters is how we live and love
  And how we spend our dash.

  So think about this long and hard...
  Are there things you'd like to change?
  For you never know how much time is left,
  That can still be rearranged.

  If we could just slow down enough
  To consider what's true and real,
  And always try to understand
  The way other people feel

  And be less quick to anger,
  And show appreciation more
  And love the people in our lives
  Like we've never loved before.

  If we treat each other with respect,
  And more often wear a smile.
  Remembering that this special dash
  Might only last a little while.

  So, when your eulogy's being read

  With your life's actions to rehash...
  Would you be proud of the things they say
  About how you spent your dash?

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