Shelby Ann Aaron
Loving Daughter, Sister and Mother;
Three in one, that’s my daughter.
Very special and loving too,
Life is empty without you.
Gave you life years ago,
Didn’t want to let you go.
Loved you then, love you now,
Can’t stop missing you, anyhow.
Sisters, brothers, and children, too;
Left alone without you.
Brother David’s very best friend;
Special sister to brother Jim.
Mother and sisters love you too,
Daughters are special, Loving you true,
You went away on the Wings of a Dove;
Taking with you, everyone’s love.
Dedicated to : Daughter, Sister and Mother
Shelby Ann Aaron
By: Birth Mother: Pearl Smith
Brothers: David W. Barbour and James Dokes
Sisters: Tina Kirkpatrick and Tonya Martin
Nancy Rae Abbott
Here are a few memories and thoughts about my mom, Nancy Rae Abbott. When I would struggle with things when I was young. I remember the first advice my mom told me was take it one step at a time and remember “it is a cinch by the inch and hard by the yard”. That was my mom, the way she gave advice, with lots of humor. She was so many things. She could sew, draw and do anything relating to arts and crafts. There was a sweetness and gentleness about her. She was not a pushover. She was strong. After her divorce she put herself back together and realized she was so much more. She built a business. It was more than a business to her and the people who were her clients. They were like her family. She touched their lives and they touched hers.
Her granddaughter Heather will always remember the relationship they shared together. The Grinch Who Stole Christmas is one of their favorite movies. I love my mom. I never realized how much. She held the family together until she was gone. I miss her humor, her opinions and most of all I miss just being able to hug her and talk to her. She taught me so many things. The one lesson my mom shared with me that was so important is: Never give up and find a way to get it done. This is the legacy she leaves with her family. We love her and miss her.
Robert L. (Robbie) Adams, Jr.
Robbie loved life! Whether he was playing baseball, racing a four wheeler on a dirt track, water skiing, playing golf or hunting for a big buck, he gave it his all, and enjoyed every minute of it.
Robbie worked in a family owned business that pours and finishes concrete. He had just completed a course in stamping, which he was very proud of. He looked forward to one day being able to run the business and let his father slow down and enjoy life a little more.
Robbie never saw a stranger. If you ever met him, you never forgot him. He was a very caring and compassionate person. He went to an Indians baseball game one night and caught a foul ball. He looked up in the bleachers behind him and saw a little boy with his grandfather. Robbie went up there and asked him if he would like to have the ball. He said, “Yes, sir”, with a big grin on his face. Robbie said every time he looked up there, he was smiling from ear to ear, tossing his ball around. It pleased Robbie to have made that little fellow so happy.
Robbie had just bought his grandfather’s house, remodeled it and loved to show it to everyone who came by. He was a NASCAR fan, and in his trophy room, along with his trophy deer, he had lots of Earnhardt collectibles.
Robbie was a great son, brother, uncle, “Cuz” and friend, to a lot of people. He will truly be missed, but he would be proud to know that someone has received the precious gift of sight, so they can enjoy life to its fullest, just like he did.
Justin Morgan (Bubba) Andrus
On April 26th, 1982, at 12:40 am, Justin Morgan, “Bubba” to his family and “Brown” to his friends, came to brighten our lives. He had two sisters 7 and 3 whom he loved very much. He was a very caring, sensitive young man!
When Justin was 8 his older sister was killed and not found for 7 years. His bond between his sissy and his mama grew even tighter. He was by all means a mama’s boy. He loved all animals and had many, but his two greatest loves were his stereo and his dirt bike, and 90% of his money went into the two, his last purchase being a tire.
Justin had spent the day of October 6th, 2004, with his sister and her fiancé working on a dirt bike. He returned about 6:00 pm, came and got his jacket and said he was going to ride his bike to set the tire. He got on his bike and went down the road as he did for the last 2 years. But down the road not a quarter mile from his home was his best friend Levi. They met at a slight curve in the road and collided. Justin was killed instantly.
Justin was 22 years old and had hundreds of friends and he lived his life to the fullest. He had been a commercial fisherman and was currently in the carpet trade.
We loved you yesterday,
We love you today,
We’ll love you even more
Tomorrow and always
