Joseph Christopher (Chris) Backus
Chris died of a major heart attack while getting dressed to go to work as a Wayne County Paramedic. This was sudden and most unexpected. He was 30 years old and in the prime of life. He loved giving a helping and loving hand to whoever needed it.
Chris’s Way
The life of a paramedic is full of death and life – we struggle through it everyday, our minds are filled with strife.
Dedication is our motto; we train to always be there, no matter what the call is you can always be sure we care.
Now one of us has fallen, taken away too soon, gone to live with Jesus, and bandage the heavenly wounds.
He’ll be with us now and forever making sure we get it right, wanting us to continue and never give up the fight.
So, Father who art in heaven, be with us night and day, caring for sick and wounded, because that would have been Chris’s way.
By a co-worker and friend
His family
Jerry Lynn Ball
Jerry Lynn Ball, 58, was a loving husband and father who lived in Newland, NC. He was the owner and president of Ball Surveying, P.A., and was a Registered Land Surveyor and member of the North Carolina Society of Surveyors since 1988. Jerry left behind his beloved wife of 37 years, Marilyn Waycaster Ball, two daughters, Michelle Ball and Melissa Ball-Martin, and one grandson, Gabriel W. Martin.
Jerry was born in Rogersville, TN on 7/13/45. He was a graduate of Ketron High School in Kingsport and attended East Tennessee State University. He co-founded and was president of the High Country Antiquities & Archaeological Society. Jerry was avidly interested in and very knowledgeable about the archaeology of eastern Tennessee and western North Carolina. He had been collecting Indian artifacts since the age of twelve. Jerry also loved woodworking and spent many hours in his shop.
Jerry served in the 575th Engineering Battalion with the US Army at Fort Stewart, GA and with the Army Map Service Special Foreign Activity 64th Engineering Battalion Topographic Team based in Teheran, Iran in the late 1960’s.
On September 18, 2003, Jerry succumbed to cancer after a seventeen-month battle.
Lester (Jim) Beam
A man of much knowledge, with so much potential. A gentle giant, whose bark was worse than his bite. Those are just a couple of things that could describe Lester Beam. Known to many as “Jim Beam” – when he introduced himself, people would get a smile on their face and sometimes a good laugh.
He was so much more than I can put into words. He was a son, an uncle, a brother, a friend to all, and most of all, a father.
He worked for Douglas Battery as a maintenance technician, dedicated to his job, and loved the line of work that he did. On his days off you would find him working around his home, or building something.
Jim loved to fish. No matter where he went on vacation, he planned on fishing. He was one who loved the outdoors. We would go camping for weeks at a time and he seemed the happiest during those times outdoors.
He always had a dream of owning a motorcycle. We tried to talk him out of it, but the seed had been planted. Finally, about a month before his death, he got his wish. He was able to buy a brand new bike. He would ride all the time, on the most winding roads he could find. I think the only time he drove his car was when it was raining.
Jim loved his children very much and you would see him playing with them every minute he could. He was devoted to every task he set out to do, and was a wonderful person who is missed by all.
He was the type to lend a hand when someone needed help. In spite of his death, some good did come out of this. Jim gave the best gift that he ever could have given to a person – sight. On behalf of the entire family, we would like to thank the North Carolina Eye Bank for the wonderful work they do. It gives my family great ease, knowing that in some way, Lester Jim Beam is alive today.
Gilbert Beamer
My husband was born in Canton, Ohio on 11/16/24. He was one of five children. As a child he had “lazy eye disease.” In my family there has been eye problems for the last three generations. That is why he decided to donate his eyes.
We were married 1/20/45. We had two girls and then three boys. We were married 58+ years.
He has always been a Buick man. He was a welder in Ohio. He was retired when we moved to North Carolina in August 1989. He really liked North Carolina, especially the winters.
Alice Beamer
Donald L. BeardDonald was a husband and the father of three. He is survived by his wife, Elaine, two sons, Shawn and Patrick, and one daughter, Donna.
He will be best remembered as a patient, caring and responsible man, well thought of by all who knew him. He was a skilled wood worker and craftsman. He enjoyed being a gunsmith, shooting, and old 50’s rock and roll. Above all else, he enjoyed an annual camping trip with his brothers, Wayne and Bill.
Donald was dedicated to his family, and put them above all else in his life. He and his wife were two weeks away from their 40th wedding anniversary when he passed away suddenly of a heart attack, while driving home. He had exhibited no signs or symptoms before this attack, so it was completely unexpected.
The biggest comfort to his family is their memory of the life he shared, and their knowledge of his faith in God. He was an excellent man who made the lives of the people around him better, and whose absence will be deeply felt by all who knew him.
It was an honor and pleasure to know him.
Frank Patterson Bianco
April 14, 2003
The day we had anxiously waited for had finally arrived! In August 2002, my husband and I discovered we were to be blessed with a little angel sent from heaven. The following months passed with growing excitement. With every little kick and tickle in my stomach I faced the idea of motherhood with both excitement and anxiety. I had waited 39 years to have this little bundle of joy. Would we be perfect parents? What would our little fellow be like? We prayed each night for our baby to be intelligent, healthy, sweet, and independent. How I longed to see his little face, count his fingers and toes, and just hold him close, as we met for the first time. He rested under my heart for nine months, knew our voices, and was surrounded by unconditional love. How I prayed that he would be just like his daddy – the sweetest, most intelligent, caring and giving human that God had created.
After several days of feeling very little movement, I became a bit concerned. However, I didn’t know what to expect. This was my first time being a mother. An emergency C-section was performed on April 14, 2003. Baby Frank Patterson Bianco was born. After I woke from the surgery, my husband gently broke the news that Baby Frank was a very sick little fellow. He was immediately put on life support, and my husband, in his great wisdom, made the decision to keep him alive long enough for us to hold him as he passed into eternal life.
He was the most beautiful baby in the world. His fine, dark hair lightly crowned his head and he had the most perfect fingers and toes – long and slender, just like his daddy’s. Dino and I held Baby Frank and each other as he breathed his last breath. It was the greatest loss of our lives. We were devastated. Everything we had dreamed of came crashing down around us. It seemed that April 14 was the day the world stopped turning. What a feeling of utter helplessness and despair! My husband is a surgeon, and his professional life is dedicated to giving quality of life back to patients in their darkest hour. Yet the one life that we created could not be saved.
We have always appreciated the gift of life, but it was never as precious as it was at that moment, and continues to be with each passing day. We wanted to share this gift with someone who could benefit from our loss.
Garrett Wayne Black
If tears could build stairs and memories were a lane,
we would walk up to heaven and bring you back again.
No farewell words were spoken, no real time to say
goodbye, you were gone before we knew it, and
only God knows why.
You will always be missed and loved by family and
friends, ‘cause in our hearts we know one day
we will see you again.
Knowing you wish for us to mourn for you no more,
to remember all the happy times we had, and what
life still has in store,
That’s why we make a pledge to you today,
there will always be a special place in our hearts
where you will stay.
Garrett was our first-born son. He was a difficult baby that
demanded everyone’s full attention. He grew into a beautiful young man who no longer demanded attention, but it was naturally drawn to him. Garrett had beautiful blue eyes that lit up like a summer sky. His laughter came from the depth of his soul. He was only with us a short 19 years, but he managed to squeeze more of a lifetime into those short years than most people do in 70 years.
Garrett was always very “special” to me. We did not realize
until his passing just how special he was to so many other people. People we had never met or had any idea he knew told us that he was a very special young man, and how much they loved him, and would miss him. If he saw you in a store or sitting on someone’s front porch, he would seek you out, no matter how old, young, or what profession you were, or who he was with, and would talk to you. He had a way of making someone feel very special, and that you were important to him.
He and I discussed organ donation prior to his death. He was killed in a motorcycle accident. The organization for organ donation contacted us for donation, and we could not remember his decision. We checked his license, and as always, Garrett had made this decision for himself. We, as his family, honored his request.
Garrett left us with his many friends that have helped us though our time of bereavement. He is still taking care of us in his own way. I pray that his gift of life continues his graciousness and makes this world a better place for someone because of him.
Edgar J. (Ed) Blackburn, Jr.
My husband, Edgar W. Blackburn, Jr., known as Ed (and sometimes even Big Ed), had a special presence. His size was part of this. At 6’ 3” he looked much like a 51 year old ex-football player, which he was. His presence was always like he was walking on to that football field, with all the confidence of winning the game. He conducted his life in that same manner.
He was head of our household as loving husband, father and grandfather. He led us in prayer and led us to the Lord. He was our spiritual leader as God had called him to be. He challenged himself to be a soul winner for Christ, as he was called to be. His witness was most important to him. He so wanted people to see Christ in him. He was truly a light in this world.
Ed served in many different ways, as Sunday School Director, Sunday School Teacher, and Past President of the Baptist Men’s Association, Outreach Director, and he loved to sing in the choir. He was also a member of the State Baptist Disaster Relief Team.
He enjoyed every sport. His competitive nature is part of what made him successful in his career as a Medical Products Salesman. I think any of his former clients as well as his employer would attest to that. The most important part of his character was one that established him as a man of integrity. He was a man of his word. He would do what ever it took to keep that intact.
Yes, he was a tremendous giver. Anyone that knew him knew he was happier giving than receiving. He would be honored to know he is still giving. Our prayer is that the two people that can now see because of the gift of his eyes would see the world as he did, holding on to the same faith, honesty, integrity and love that he had.
In Loving Memory,
His Family
Matthew Blizzard
Matthew had a very discerning eye for a young person. He saw people for what they were, and was highly disillusioned in the majority of people he dealt with. He saw greed and selfishness move people to lie, cheat and hurt others in order to push themselves ahead.
While his frustration and bewilderment were evident at home with his trusted family, his overall attitude was such that he will be remembered for his gentility, kind-heartedness, and respect for others – especially the less fortunate.
Many will also remember the excellent batting average he achieved as a 14 year old in the Dixie Youth Baseball League. Even though he only began to play organized baseball at age 12, by his third year he began to hit every ball he swung at. I recognized the trend when I realized he had not struck out once, in the entire season, until the 2nd to the last game, when he was called out on pitches he thought were balls.
When I asked him about his batting streak he said, “I don’t know Mom. I just see them coming.”
Cherie Blizzard, mother
David Bos
David was born in Strathroy, Ontario, Canada on 2/5/54. He was the oldest of eight children born to Ralph and Jacoba Bos. He was named after his paternal grandfather, Douwe Bos of Oostwold, Holland.
He had three children by his first marriage; Sonya Dawn, Jeremy Ryan, and Bradley Dean. They all live in Canada. Sonya recently married Brad MacKenzie and had our first granddaughter, Julia, in June 2003. David was so proud to be a grandpa.
In the early 1980’s David owned a machine shop where he enjoyed making parts and supplies for others, and inventing designs of his own. He then went to work for Trojan technologies servicing and installing ultra violet disinfection systems in wastewater plants all over the world. I also did the same type work as an independent contractor.
David and I met on the job – we worked together and traveled together. In 2001, David and I married. He moved to North Carolina with me, and my two sons, William (Bill) and Nicholas (Nick) Walters, and did the same work, only as an independent contractor with our own company, Piedmont Technical Services. It was on a job site that David lost his life.
He had enthusiasm and an inquisitive mind that resulted in many hobbies and adventures from auctioneering, scuba diving, skiing, camping, boating, fishing, hockey refereeing, horseback riding, PLC Programming and sculpturing. He could make or fix anything – go-carts, boat motors and trailers. David also wanted to go parachuting, become a pilot and own a Harley. He was always full of adventure and on the go.
His love for family and friends resulted in hundreds of phone calls and many miles on the road, or in the air, to be a part of family gatherings. This was where he was the happiest, with a baby on his knee entertaining young and old with magic tricks or plucking tunes on his guitar. His love for the Lord and the church lead him to become a leader in Young People’s Society and a Catechism teacher in the Strathroy Christian Reformed Church. After moving to NC, David joined me as a member of Hillsborough United Methodist Church where we were the youth leaders. David was also involved in many other active ministries within the church. He was supposed to portray the prophet Isaiah in the lighting of the first advent candle. My husband had a heart of gold. If he could help you, do for you, or give you anything, he would. He was always proud to be an organ donor. I am sure that he is proud that he was able to donate his corneas, to the benefit of someone else.
Sherri Bos, wife
Paul R. Bosworth
It is said that it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, and an entire lifetime to forget them. For us, it was as if our souls became one in an instant, that what had been missing all our lives finally had been found; it was as if life had just begun. We both had grown children from previous marriages, and had the freedom to live, loving each other and our life together to the fullest. Paul was an extraordinary person, touching people’s live and hearts wherever he went in his kind, gentle, compassionate and caring way. He was truly an officer and a gentleman, having served a distinguished career with the US Navy for 22 years and then continued in the private sector until the very day he died at the office on Sunday, October 19, 2003.
Paul led a very active life away from his office too. He gave the Western Wake Medical Center around 3,000 volunteer hours and was a past President of the Wake Med Foundation. He and I were very active in MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) where Paul served as a Victim Advocate and a State Office Representative. We also worked with the Cary Police Department where Paul was the President elect for CAP (Citizens Assisting Police). As one officer expressed, “for those who did not know Paul, I assure you, you missed the opportunity to meet a wonderful man and one who had relentless dedication to helping others.” He gave selflessly of himself to family, friends, and co-workers. He loved his children and adored his grandchildren.
While in the Navy, Paul visited over 40 countries and was stationed in Japan and Iceland. Our intention was to re-visit many countries. Since I am Swedish, we went to Sweden every summer where I have a summer place, and spent some wonderful and unforgettable times with his new extended Swedish family and friends. We never had an opportunity to travel more, since his life was cut short. We never had the chance to do so many things we wanted and planned to do together.
Paul died 6 years to the day after we first met. During the much too short time we had together, we spent every day as a perfect gift, filled with love, laughter, incredible friendship and total comfort. I always called him my perfect Prince Paul, and that he will forever be.
It is a great pleasure to know that someone will benefit from having his beautiful kind loving eyes, to hopefully see the world as my Paul did, with complete happiness.
Ingrid Wright, wife
Harold Bowen
Harold was 62 years old, married for 40 years with 3 children and 4 grandsons whom he adored. He was one of 8 children, and was predeceased by one sister who had breast cancer. Harold entered the U. S. Army at the age of 16, and served 4 years. He gave the money he earned to his mother, to help with family expenses.
He retired January 1966 from a local tobacco manufacturing company where he worked as a machinist. He passed away September 2003.
Harold was a born again Christian. He made this decision at a young age. He worked very hard in the church, served as a deacon, trustee, and teacher of the youth, and nursery caretaker up until his health no longer allowed him to continue.
He also volunteered in his community and had served several years in the Ruritan Club. The club is a very active one, and he participated in numerous community improvement projects.
A large part of his life was working with sports. He coached ball practically all his life in both little league and church softball. He was instrumental (along with 2 other coaches) in the forming of a little league association that covered a large geographic area that later grew to touch thousands of youth in the area.
He served with the local volunteer fire and EMS department for over 20 years, and was a Lieutenant and a member of the board of directors at the time of his death. As indicated by the huge crowd at the funeral home visitation and funeral service, he was a very loved and well thought of individual. We all miss him a lot.
Harold was a very giving person, and this made the decision to be a donor and possibly help another person to have sight an easy one. We, as his family, would like to encourage every person to make this same decision, and to let their family know, so that it would be an easy decision for the family at the time such a decision has to be made.
Sybil Brewer
It is hard to share a few memories when there are so many. Sybil Brewer was the youngest of six children, a cosmetologist by trade, most importantly she was a wife, a mother of two, a grandmother of seven, a great-grandmother of one, (another one due in April 2004), a sister, an aunt, and a close friend of many.
Her life was simple. She did not strive for luxury. Her joy and love was her family. She was a warm, gentle, and good-hearted person. She taught us many things in life, but the most important thing was that she loved God and had faith in all things. Love was giving, and that was why our decision for donation was made so easily, because that would be her last gift she could give to others.
Arlene Brewer, daughter
Lisa Briles
Lisa was a very caring person. She was a great wife, mom and hair dresser. She loved horses and her dogs and cat.
She was a hard worker, and no matter how bad she felt, she could always make you laugh.
Lisa could see beauty in every thing and everybody, so I’m glad someone can see beauty through her eyes.
Strader A. Briles and
Strader A. Briles II
Donald George (Pops) Bryans, Sr.
Donald George Bryans, Sr., was born to Francis George and Anna Dorogi Bryans in Buffalo, N.Y. He moved to Kinston in 1955 where he attended school, graduating from Granger High School. He enlisted in the U.S. Army and served a tour of duty in Viet Nam. Upon return from military duty he was employed by DuPont for thirty-one years.
Family and friends will remember Donald as a loving and generous person who enjoyed life to the fullest. His sense of humor brought all a good laugh, and helped others see the best side of life. He enjoyed spending time at the ocean, fishing, car racing, and beach music.
John David Bulluck, Jr.
John’s philosophy was that with God at his side, he could accomplish many deeds to help his fellowman, which is exactly what he did. Serving as deacon, Sunday School teacher, lay leader, and lay minister, he went beyond what as expected of him in serving his church.
He was unique in his field of textiles since he had experience as manager and vice-president in manufacturing and later used that experience in hosiery sales. He mourned the closing of many Southern mills and the negative effect on families.
John was well respected for his service and loyalty to Lexington, NC, where he served as President of the Civitan Club and was honored as Civitan of the Year. He was also active with the Jaycees as President, Jaycee of the Year, Spark Plug, and was awarded the Jaycee Distinguished Service Award, and elected to the Jaycee International Senate as a lifetime member.
A loving and loyal husband to his wife, Gloria, John supported her in all her activities as high school teacher and enjoyed shag dancing and traveling with her.
John was immensely proud of his parents, two sisters, and Gloria’s parents and unselfishly helped them all. He loved his four children and their families, including his six grandchildren (sponges, as he called them) who share his love of aviation statistics, computers, all kinds of music and trains. He was happiest when he was surf fishing at Ocracoke, not necessarily catching any fish, just “talking to them” as he said, and enjoying the tranquil scene.
John’s ready smile and quick wit with friends, neighbors and family have been missed by all of us who are left behind to cherish our good times with him and to know he lived up to the creed “service to humanity is the best work of life.”
Philip Jared Bunke
We miss our previous “little man” tremendously, but we are overjoyed to know he is in a beautiful place, with his Creator and Savior. We remember a little boy who loved life. He had a mischievous streak that often got him into trouble, but he also had a charm and personality that usually got him out of trouble. He added a lot of life to our family, and he will never be forgotten.
Philip’s nicknames were “Felipe” and “Digger” (so named because of how he ran). He lived life wide open, squeezing every ounce of joy out of each situation in which he found himself. He can never be replaced and we treasure every moment we had with our very bright and witty 5 year-old, who captivated us immediately after he was born. Little Philip’s greatest moment on this earth occurred, however, when he asked Jesus Christ into his heart in August 2002, insisting that his whole family join him in this very special prayer.
His loves on earth were trains (especially Thomas the Tank Engine), Buzz Lightyear and Woody, family “picnics” on a sheet on the living room floor, his little “girlfriends” – most notably Claudia and Olivia – and trips to the park. He dearly loved his Mommy, Daddy, four brothers and his one sister, Sara Elisabeth, who preceded him on the way to Heaven two days before, in the same car accident. Now the two of them stroll hand in hand and gaze at all the wonders of that Celestial City. We miss them terribly, but we could never think of taking them away from that wonderful place.
We decided on organ donation because we knew it was the right thing to do. Although Philip would never need his eyes, his gift gave someone else an opportunity to live. It comforts us to know that he lives on in this sacrifice. One day we hope to hear from the recipients. In the meantime, we fully support the work of The North Carolina Eye Bank for this living legacy to our dearly departed loved ones.
We will miss Philip terribly, but our little guy will live on in three ways: as he surveys the beauties of Heaven, as his memory lives on in the hearts of those who knew him, and as his gift lets others breathe the breath of life.
We love you, buddy.
Deborah (Debby) Burgess
Debby was an Assistant Loan Officer for Carolina Farm Credit of Mocksville, NC. She enjoyed her work very much – she liked meeting new people.
She was the stepmother of a son and daughter, and also had three granddaughters with whom she loved spending time.
Debby was an outdoors person. She loved all kinds of animals. Horses were her favorite. She was a member of the Mid Atlantic Rodeo Association, where she was elected 2002 Woman of the Year. She also won many awards in Barrel Racing, Roping and Team Pinning.
She spent a lot of her time riding horses. She also enjoyed spending time with family and friends.
Brooks G. Byerly
Brooks was born to Bill and Elizabeth Byerly in Lexington, NC. He had a younger sister who admired her older brother. He grew up surrounded by a loving extended family that continue to be Christian examples of the faith modeled by their grandparents. Brooks was especially close to his aunt and uncle, Mr. & Mrs. Johnnie Palmer, who would eventually become godparents to his sons, Blake and Ben.
He played all sports, with football being his favorite, and he became a highly successful player, even being scouted by several colleges and universities. During his senior high school year, he injured his knee, and had to forego a football career. Brooks entered Campbell College in 1974 and became involved in track and wrestling. He was active in his fraternity and served as a resident assistant for his dorm. In 1978 he was elected President of the Student Body at Campbell.
While at Campbell, he met his soul mate, Susan Lloyd, the only child of Mr. And Mrs.Crosby Lloyd, and he became the son they never had. They were married after graduation on 8/12/78. Brooks became a child support counselor with the state while Susan began her teaching career. Over the next 12 years, they enjoyed teaching Sunday School and becoming involved in community activities. Brooks was chairman of several fundraising initiatives to help families in need. Both he and Susan enjoyed camping, tennis, and church softball. In the latter part of 1980, they went back to Campbell and served as Dorm Parents for a girls’ dorm that housed 120 girls. Brooks was their “knight in shining armor.”
Being a daddy was Brooks’ greatest gift. Blake and Ben admired their Dad and have grown to be just like him. Life was centered around God and family. He served as PTO president for the elementary school, became a Steward in the Erwin United Methodist Church and became a 32nd degree Mason and a Shriner.
On 1/8/03, Brooks suffered a massive heart attack and went to live with his Lord. His death left a void in the hearts of many. However, his life was a shining example of a gentle giant of a man. He became an organ donor in the 1980’s when he was president of the local Lions Club and raised money for a child in Susan’s classroom that required a liver transplant. He saw first hand how important the gifts of others would be. Brooks continues to live through the lives of his family, and the families of others who benefited from his unselfish life.
Zachary Thomas Byerly
Zachary’s name means Remembered by the Lord.
He was born on Thursday, October 27, 1980. The doctors didn’t give him a chance to live when he was born as his lungs were weak, and he was on the heart and lung machine. He made it through the night, and lived life to the fullest. Zachary was all boy, and did we love him.
As a baby he was very delightful and loving. He loved feeding the horses with his father, and didn’t have a fear of animals, and loved the great outdoors. As he grew into childhood, he developed quick eye hand co-ordination. Zachary was excellent in any type of sport. He played baseball, road hockey, football, soccer, basketball, and tennis. He had two sisters that he loved
very much. He was a young brother to Morgan and the older brother, protector for Rebecca.
In elementary school Zachary made good grades and was on the honor roll most of the time. He learned to set goals for himself. One goal was to be a catcher for the New York Yankees. Another, for when he retired, was to become a doctor and find a cure for Alzheimer’s. Those goals stuck with him till the end.
Zachary was so special. He was a friend to everyone, young and old. Zachary cared deeply for people and lifted his friends up when they were down. He encouraged people. He was a strong Christian and had strong beliefs that enabled him not to conform to peer pressure. He enjoyed family life and was very loving.
In middle school, Zachary learned to play the guitar. When he would finish his homework he would go fishing or hunting. He would play games with the neighborhood children. He would help us cook and plan meals. He was a whiz with the computer and play station games. He took honor courses and continued to be on the honor roll.
Becky Lossie Hart Byers
Bessie Lossie Hart Byers was born September 19, 1944, in Moultrie, GA. As a child her family moved to Lakeland, FL. She married Jerry Byers in 1966 and moved to Decatur, AL, where her three boys were born. Becky moved back to FL and then to NC as a wife and mother, raising a family. She was a beautiful person, a loving and caring daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, and teacher. Her life revolved around her family and doing well for others.
Becky loved her children, grandchildren, and daughters-in-law and took great pride in seeing them grow and develop. She spent long hours playing and working with her three sons, seeing that they became responsible adults. She worked with them through school and was proud to see them go on to college. She herself had returned to finish college after the birth of two of her children.
She was an outgoing person who always looked for the good in others and seldom, if ever, had a bad thing to say about anyone. She had smiling eyes and an outgoing personality that put others at ease and made making friends easy. She always brought out the best in people whether it was her family, friends, or just acquaintances.
Her hobbies included traveling, gardening, stained glass making, painting, crafts, and genealogy. She also helped with furniture making, home remodeling, and auto repair. Becky was not afraid to do or try anything, and made the lives of the people around her better for having lived.
