Birth name: Loren Joseph Beggs Birth date: 16 07 1928 Birth place: Oceana County, Michigan, USA Death date: 03 02 1980 Death place: Hart, Michigan Burial place: Mears Cemetery, Mears, Oceana County, Michigan
Submitted by: Stephanie Hein (comrade@pixi.com)
Grandpa, I miss you so much that words can not even begin to express. I can hardly wait to see you once again. Love forever and ever.
Stephie
Name at birth: David Newton Baer Date of birth: 9/3/63 Place of birth: USA Date of death: 7/10/94 Place of death: Ridgecrest, California, USA Place of burial: Ridgecrest, California, USA
In David’s memory, the following poem by Dylan Thomas:
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
And death shall have no dominion
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane.
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
Name at birth: Joseph Howard Batton Date of birth: 05 Nov 1962 Place of birth: Jackson, Ms USA Date of death: 12 Oct 1996 Place of death: Pearl, Ms USA Place of burial: Floral Hills Memorial Park, Pearl, Ms USA
Submitted by: Linda Mason (isumpin@hotmail.com)
When Someone you love becomes a memory, The Memory becomes a treasure.
Joe, my friend, no longer here.
No longer suffering, no longer in fear.
Did I ever tell you, you saved me?
gave me your friendship so freely.
Can’t repay that debt to you,
owe you so much, what can I do?
Too soon gone, but I won’t cry.
I’ll reminisce as days go by,
your laugh, your smile, your quirky ways.
These memories brighten the harder days.
Questions surface but I push them back.
You had your reasons for your final act.
I’s only fitting that a man who embraced life wholeheartedly
should have a place in the World Wide Cemetery. We love and miss
you our friend.
Linda Mason has created a site in honor of Joe’s memory.
| Name at birth: | Perry Paul Batson |
| Date of birth: | 03/21/21 |
| Place of birth: | Greenville, South Carolina |
| Date of death: | 01/09/99 |
| Place of death: | Boca Raton, Florida |
| Resting place: | Greenville Memorial Gardens, Greenville, South Carolina |
| Submitted by: | Peggy Batson Cowick and Martha Batson Comberrel (nanda621@aol.com) |
Perry Paul Batson, WWII veteran with numerous medals, wonderful provider and husband to Anna R. Batson; cherished father to Peggy Batson Cowick and Martha Batson Comberrel; greatly remembered grandfather to Christopher Charles Comberrel and Lauren Rae Cowick. We will always love you and miss you greatly. You continue to be the wind beneath our wings…
Our wonderful father was taken home to heaven January 9, 1999. We will miss him and think of him daily. This poem is a tribute to this wonderful man we love.
God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew his masterpiece was complete,
and he was known as Our Dad.
You may also visit the memorial of Anna Grace Batson.
| Name at birth: | Anna Grace Ragsdale |
| Date of birth: | 8/25/1925 |
| Place of birth: | Pelzer, SC |
| Date of death: | 11/11/01 |
| Place of death: | Piedmont, SC |
| Resting place: | Greenville Memorial Gardens, Greenville, SC |
| Submitted by: | Peggy Cowick (pcowick@yahoo.com) |
In loving memory of our Mother. My you be at rest and without pain.
I visited the cemetery
As I often sometimes do
I gazed upon the headstone
and said a prayer or two.
I placed a wreath upon her grave
Where my moms body lay
I shed my tears and spoke of love
Then slowly walked away
I don’t kmow why, but I turned back
And I saw an awesome sight
through the majestic tree above her grave
I saw a radiant light
So struck by it’s beauty
And the bending of shadowed boughs
My heart was filled with joy
And my spirit was aroused.
It’s as if mom was giving me a message
And suddenly I realized
Her home is still within my heart
And no one ever really dies
There come a time one must leave this earth
But they are never far away
And they hear our every thought and word
When we go to them to pray.
My thought began to turn to times long ago
As I smiled and moved forward
Still feeling the lights glow
I felt the light go with me
Mom had sent me a message
On this wonderful day
Upon the radio was playing
As the day turned into night
Don’t worry, just be happy
and you know, She was right.
You may also visit the memorial of Perry Paul Batson.
Name at birth: William H. Ayers Date of birth: 04/09/1920 Place of birth: Huntsville, AL Date of death: 02/15/98 Place of death: Taylor, MI Place of burial: Flat Rock, MI USA
Submitted by: bill ayers (BillJeannineCo@worldnet.att.net)
He is survived by his close friend Francis, his sister Martha, his son Fred, Werthiem, Germany, 3 grandchildren, Oliver, Kia, & Stephanie, Emsteck, Germany, his son Bill, 2 grandchildren Liam and Austen
| Name at birth: | Bruce Stuart Arenstein |
| Date of birth: | 08/11/53 |
| Place of birth: | New York, NY |
| Date of death: | 05/16/98 |
| Place of death: | Oceanside, San Diego |
| Resting place: | Oceanside, CA, USA |
| Submitted by: | Walter Arenstein (warenstein@hotmail.com) |
Bruce was a loving son and brother. His sense of humor and intelligence will be missed very much. He will always be remembered for his love of animals and his concern for animal rights. Bruce is survived by his mother Evelyn, his brother Walter, Walter’s wife Gina, and his sister Susan’s family.
| Name at birth: | Norma Jean Rydell |
| Date of birth: | 7/32 |
| Place of birth: | Los Angeles, California |
| Date of death: | 7/99 |
| Place of death: | San Diego, California |
| Resting place: | San Diego, California |
| Submitted by: | Jane H McHugh (LosLobos6@aol.com) |
~ For Norma ~
So few people, walk this earth who have love in their hearts and room in their hearts to celebrate other’s happiness and good fortune. Norma, you always gave yourself to those who needed you and you found compassion and humor to give to those around you who were troubled — even if it was just for a fleeting moment. You laughed and you savored each moment spent in the company of others. You helped others less fortunate to achieve self fulfillment. You never stopped learning, and you never stopped teaching. Norma, you created a garden. One of love, that is bountiful with beautiful colors. Norma’s tremendous garden of love and in the end when when we all have to take off our mask, you found out that you weren’t wearing one, and You didn’t need a mirror to see the beautiful truth and you ended up with the face you deserved… May God be with you always. I will miss you for as long as I live. Jane
Name at birth: Patricia Hope Gass Date of birth: 8-18-1921 Place of birth: Hutchinson, Kansas Date of death: Nov. 2,1992 Place of death: Hutchinson, Kansas Place of burial: Hutchinson, Kansas
Submitted by: Julie (Hewco5@aol.com)
“For Our Grandmother”
You touched all of our lives in ways that are to numerous to count. You loved each one of us completely and unconditionally. You had a way of making each one of us feel like we were “your very favorite”. But yet we knew you loved us all. You gave us all the gift of love and taught us all the gift of giving. You are loved and treasured. We carry you in our hearts today, tomorrow and always. We miss you…………..
Debi, Julie, Terry, Eric, Wendy & Lisa
| Name at birth: | Tracy Christina Renfro |
| Date of birth: | 10 May 1970 |
| Place of birth: | Paris, Texas USA |
| Date of death: | 09 January 1998 |
| Place of death: | Paris, Texas USA |
| Resting place: | Providence Cemetery Paris, Texas USA |
| Submitted by: | Norma Renfro (nrenfro@cox-internet.com) |
Tracy Christina was the youngest child of Robert and Norma (Jackson)Renfro. She leaves behind a brother Eddie Renfro and a sister Rebecca (Renfro) Boatwright. Also, two half sisters, Roxanne Renfro and Robbie Kay (Renfro) Salmon, all of Texas. Tracy also leaves two precious young sons, Mathew Joseph Allen and Justin Lee Allen. They were only 9 and 12 years old when God called her home. Tracy also leaves one heartbroken Mother, Norma Renfro, who feels as if her life ended the day her daughter died at only 27 years of age. I feel as if Tracy was never meant to live to be old. She was a warm-hearted, sincere, loving person. Her personality was outgoing, outstanding and unforgetable. Her laugh and sense of humor alone made it worthwhile, just to know her. She was a hard worker, making the living for her family. In spite of her physical problems from a motorcycle accident when she was only 14, in which she broke both legs, one arm, and pelvis, and had steel pins in both legs, she held down a fulltime job that she had to stand on her feet all day, with a bone growing through the bottom of one of her feet. She was clerk and manager of a convenience store and was robbed at gunpoint twice, and both times, was back at work the very next day. She had a hard life, for it to be such a short one. Everything she owned was burned in a fire as it was being moved. All was lost, even the truck and trailer. Tracy worked at one job for four years, without missing one day of work. She suffered a miscarriage with her third baby. She had every reason to see life as nothing but heartache. She had very little in the way of material things, never having a nice home and pretty things to decorate with. She had such few clothes, that they were carried out on one arm, from the closet. All this wasn’t enough….then to fight the long hard battle with cancer. She went through the radiation, the chemotherapy, the surgeries, the tests, the exams, hundreds of medications,and yet never gave in to it. She believed in God and also in miracles. She believed to the last day of her life, that God would send a miracle. I believe that He did, in His own way. I believe that he rescued her from the life that she had. He didn’t answer our prayers as we asked him to, but He took Tracy home with him where she would be well, and safe and never have to worry again. She is walking without steel pins now, and singing in that beautiful voice with other angels. If she managed to always be uplifting and cheerful and hopeful and loving here, in the midst of all she had to endure, I can only imagine how happy she is now that she is in God’s great kingdom. I don’t wish her away from the Heavenly Home she is living in now, and yet I wonder how we can go on without her presence here. On some of my better days, when I’m not crying, I wonder if maybe she wasn’t my daughter at all… Maybe she was really an angel, just pretending to be Mother, Daughter, Sister and Friend… Maybe God sent her here for a short period of time to teach the ones of us that knew and loved her so many lessons, for we did learn from her. We learned about Love, Strength, Caring, Sharing, and so much more. I miss my little girl, she will always be that in my mind. She was my child, my friend, and life will never be the same again. But then, Heaven won’t either, now that she’s there. Goodnight my precious child…..Mama