He also had very beautiful brown eyes.

Thank you, Mother,

for giving us self confidence and the love to be who we are, to do what we can

for always loving us, no matter what, and for showing us how to appreciate life and to find happiness

for holding us close, and for letting us go - all at the same time

for always being there, for being a friend to us, but most importantly, for becoming our mother

We know that God picked a very special lady to be one of his angels. We will always miss you, Mom.

Go rest high on the mountain.

Johnny was a warm, loving person. He loved hanging out with his friends, chasing girls, and going out dancing.

He had a great sense of humor, and loved to joke around with his brother. They also liked working-out together.

Johnny had a few hobbies. He liked working on cars, building things, and horse back riding.

We love him and miss him very much.

Edward Elliott

Eddie and I were best friends, a team. The names Peggy and Eddie were one - we were always together.

Eddie was a very outgoing person and everyone loved him. He was a shining star, and I can easily understand why God wanted him in heaven.

His presence is deeply missed, but at the same time, I know he lives on in the hearts of all who knew him - especially in my heart.

My Eddie and I are both thankful that it was possible for him to leave behind his precious gift of sight.

Charles loved life. He always said you should work hard and play hard.....and he did just that.

Known for his wittiness and friendliness, he loved to make people laugh.

Charles knew no strangers and showed no prejudice. He was a giver, who touched many lives, and left many fond memories for those who loved and knew him.

Eyes of Beauty, by Jamie Everhart

Through these eyes there is beauty everywhere
Falling snow
Watching the herbs grow
Birds taking a bath
Admiring people as they pass
Butterflies in flight
Reading a novel in just one night
Plant some new flowers
Could crochet for hours
Loved to sing
Sitting on the porch swing
Cutting a paper heart
Turning everyday objects into art
Tea party for fun
Just sit and enjoy the sun
Always eager to teach
Loving every last moment at the beach
Helping people do their best
It was due time for some rest
Too hard to hold a pen
Waiting for HER tide to come in,

David Earl Farmer loved life and all that it offered. He lived forty two years....not long enough for those who loved him.

David's pride and joy was his son, Bryan. He cherished the time he spent with him, and made Bryan his number one priority.

Giving the gift of sight to others, so they may have the joy of seeing their children or grandchildren grow, is his final gift.

Eyes of green and gray and brown,
watching the sun as it goes down

Opening of the break of day,
to watch the children as they play

Watching the soldiers marching by,
Seeing the pelicans in the sky

Watching plants sprout from the earth,
Seeing the baby boys at birth

Watching the knife carve the wood,
seeing that all is well and good

Watching the fish swallow the bait,
seeing that there's food on the plate

Watching the family's love abound,
seeing old friends gather around

Watching the Lord take my hand,
seeing me off to the promised land

My gift of sight I share with you,
so that you may see these things too

Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails - lizards, frogs, and worms - fishing poles, and bicycle ramps

Peanut butter and syrup sandwiches on Bunny bread (because it's soft)

His mama's snuggle bunny - his father's smile

His sister's confidant - his big brothers tag along

Matthew's back up - Ben's best friend

Special to all who knew him, everything a little boy should be, and more.

Now our Angel, gone too soon

Dr. Randle M. T. Frink

To dream the impossible dream...
To reach the unreachable star...
To run where the brave dare not go...

To our Man of La Mancha...

Harold Fuller

An angel on earth is the only way to describe Harold Fuller. A gentle soul who dedicated his life to living for Jesus Christ.

During his 44 years on this earth he touched many lives as a preacher and Sunday school teacher.

Everyone that met Harold loved and respected him. Harold loved to work outside and build things, so his job as a construction superintendent was a high spot in his life.

He was such a caring and giving husband, father, son, brother, and friend. Although he was taken from us so early in life, he will continue to live on in our hearts, our memories, and forever be an inspiration to our souls.

As a senior in high school, I had invited a young man as my guest at the Junior/Senior Prom. This man boarded with the Gambill family in my neighborhood. It turned out my prospective date had to attend a seminar in Atlanta, and could not escort me to the prom. My mother suggested I invite "that nice James Gambill" with whom my prospective date boarded. My mother knew the Gambill family, but I barely knew them. To make a long story short, I sent a formal invitation to James, and was truly elated when he accepted. We were married on December 27, 1950, by Rev. Watt M. Cooper, Pastor of Steele Creek Presbyterian Church, a brother-in-law to my husband.

James and I celebrated out 51st wedding anniversary on December 27, 2002, and my husband died shortly thereafter on February 18, 2002. We have four lovely children, all married and all secure in good careers.

My husband was an avid golfer and loved to fish. His vocation was Heating, Plumbing and Electrical, and he owned his own business. James graduated from college with a Business Degree, and started out teaching business courses in high school, but did not like teaching and made the comment "I had rather dig ditches than continue teaching." It turns out he did dig a lot of ditches as a plumber, when he first began his business.

He was very respected and loved in our community, and the business he started is now operated very successfully by one of our sons.

Don Gantz

Don's nickname was "Cowboy." He loved to ride horses and play his guitar. He had beautiful blue eyes, and a smile you could not forget. Don was a wonderful husband, father, and Paw Paw.

Lucille George, sixty seven, was a long time resident of Pensacola, Florida. She was known to all of her friends and family as Tiny. She enjoyed life and cherished her children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren.

Lucile was born in Clear Fork, Virginia, one of seven children, and grew up and lived in Rocky Gap. Following graduation from Rocky Gap High School, she later moved to Florida with her family.

She was a devoted mother of six children, William E., Robert H., Jimmy Roger, Mary Jane, Donna Jean, and Jerry Lee. She enjoyed working, visiting with family and friends, and spending time with all of her fourteen grandchildren, ten great grandchildren, and a bundle of nieces and nephews.

She loved to cook, especially for all those big family gatherings, and the holiday meals.

She spent time doing the fun things of life, but her greatest joy was spending time with her children and their families.

Martha Elizabeth Penland Gibson

To sum up the life of Martha Penland Gibson in a few words is an impossible task.

Throughout her entire life, she touched the lives of others. Only eternity will reveal the results of her testimony on this earth.

She was a positive influence on everyone she came in contact with.....the children she taught in Sunday School for over 30 years, the ones that rode her church bus, the tenants that rented from her, along with countless others.
This fact was revealed to her loved ones when over 500 people signed the register at the funeral home visitation.

Letters and cards poured in from all over the United States and other countries.

Though she is missed tremendously, her family and friends are thankful she left for Heaven without pain, and can hardly wait for a future reunion.

Our daughter, Crystal, was born March 1, 1978, and died May 1, 2002.

She was born with a rare blood disease. She fought a long hard battle for twenty four years, but she didn't let it get her down. Crystal was the kind of person who touched the heart of everyone who met her. She wa a very loving person, who loved life, and always made you feel special.

She accomplished many of her dreams. She graduated High School in 1996 and had a beautiful wedding at Duke Gardens in June 2000.

Crystal was always a child at heart. She loved children and they loved her. Her first love was Mickey Mouse, and then, dolphins.

She will always be loved and missed by all that knew her, especially her Mom and Dad, but we know she is an angel in heaven.

German was a very humble man of honor, always willing to go the extra mile to help others.

After serving in the US Army, he returned home to take care of his four sisters, five brothers, and mother.

All in all, he lived his life one day at a time, and always looked forward to tomorrow's sunrise.

He was born in Johnston County, NC in 1951, son of the late Willard and Frances Godwin. He leaves to cherish his memory four sisters, and one brother.

Franklin Stephen Grant

Franklin Stephen Grant arrived into this world on March 30, 1982. From day one, he was known to his friends and family as "Chip." Chip never met a stranger, and was loved by all who knew him. He was brilliant in his studies, and loved the outdoors. He enjoyed spending his spare time hunting, fishing, and surfing.

Although there is an emptiness in the hearts and lives of the ones who knew him, we pray that he is seeing again through some wonderful person who is appreciative of this priceless gift.

Ronnie Lee Gray

Ronnie Lee Gray was born on July 6, 1952. He was a loving father to his daughter, Zola, a faithful husband, and an all around good hearted person.

He was always thinking of and doing things for others. Sometimes he would come home late, which would make everyone mad - but who could stay mad at someone who had given a stranger a ride home, bailed someone out of jail, or tried to help someone who was down on their luck?

He loved to keep the house stocked up with food. He'd fill the freezer with meats that were on sale, and would buy shrimp and bring back enough for family and friends.

He'd travel on a whim to visit family, especially his 96 year old grandmother, Mamie.

Ronnie worked since his teenage years in housing rehabilitation, and went on to be a contractor. One of his dreams was to start his own program, training people in construction.

Ronnie liked to bring something new where it had not been before. For example, in the late seventies he arranged for buses to leave from New York to attend a demonstration against apartheid in Washington, D.C.

Even after his death it was apparent that this would continue. When he was cremated and his ashes were spread in an inlet, for the first time barracuda were seen in the area.

The things we will remember the most about Ronnie were his determination, his smile, and those beautiful warm eyes.

We have eight grandchildren.

Kathy had a very special love for animals of all kinds. Her favorite was her dog and constant companion, Peanut.

She never met a stranger.

She was an avid softball player until she hurt her knee, and had to give it up.

She is still loved and missed by everyone who knew her, especially me.

April....anyone who knew her would say that she was indeed a very special young woman. She was loved by so many, yet known by few. April had a mystery about her. Her thoughts were her own, and you could only imagine what was going through her mind at any given moment. April's mystique was the magnet that would draw you in, and make you want to get to know her better.

She had a smile that could light up a room, and her eyes, how they sparkled! Imagine being able to say everything with one look. April could do just that. All of the love, beauty, and mischief came out in a single expression.

April was the light in every life she touched, and while she was never able to say a word, she really didn't have to. By her very presence, her very existence, April taught us how special life is, and we thank her for that gift.

Carobell, Inc. (her other parents)

April was truly "heaven's special child." She taught me, my family, teachers and friends more than we ever taught her. She could look you in the eyes like she was looking into your soul, and I feel that I could see her soul and a little bit of mischief in those big, expressive, deep blue eyes.

Everyone always spoke of April's eyes. She was a gift from heaven, on loan to me and others. I feel so proud and find a most comforting peace that two people have received sight from April's gift.