Andrew Pape
January 23, 1943 – February 24, 2005
Born January 23, 1943, in Emerson, New Jersey, Andrew Pape was sent from heaven to touch many people’s lives in an amazing way. My father joined the military and was stationed at Fort Bragg where he met and married my mother. Many years later my parents adopted me as an infant. My father raised me alone, and as a child I knew he was special, not just because he was my father, but because he was a great man. My father loved me and worked hard his whole life to provide for me. We were very close and not many people knew I was adopted - I was treated and loved no differently. My father is the smartest and most loving person I have ever known. Dad had a passion for cooking and pleasing people with his special treats. My father was a very talented cook – he was very well known for things he would create in the kitchen. The only thing my father ever wanted was to become a grandfather and just five months before his return to heaven, I gave birth to Pasquale Andrew Pape, my father’s beloved grandson. Nothing in the world could have pleased him more than his little “Drew”. Drew was the apple of my father’s eye and Dad bragged about him to everyone. My father loved my son and me more than life itself. My father continues to be and will always be my hero with his everlasting love and my greatest memories.
Angela Pape, proud daughter
Drew Pape, proud grandson
Gregory Allen Patterson
1976-2005
Allen was a very special young man who touched many hearts with his faith in God and his perseverance in the face of a life-altering accident.
In 1995, he embarked on a trip to Washington, DC with two friends from NC State University, where Allen was just starting his sophomore year. While on the beltway, a car passed the vehicle in which they were traveling and shot into their car. Allen was hit in the neck and in one instant became a quadriplegic. After a lengthy recovery Allen became determined to go back to school and finish his degree. At the time of his death Allen was nearing completion of his goal.
By establishing Patterson Outreach Ministries (www.pattersonoutreach.org) Allen also fulfilled his dream of speaking to youth groups and churches in the area about his journey out of despair and anger to a peace of mind and faith in the path he felt God had in store for him.
Allen also just completed a book about his journey from the time of his accident, and how his faith in God saw him through. What Lies Within: A Chronicle From Tragedy to Triumph will be published later this year.
Allen still lives in the hearts and minds of all that knew him.
William Peele
Reba Jane Coleman Pelt
Our Mom was born in Frostproof, Florida and raised in Florida. She finished the 8th grade, won a spelling bee, and played baseball as a child. At the age of 13, she quit school to go to work. She worked as a waitress and at the age of 18, she met and married our Dad, Rudy Pelt. He joined the Marines and they moved around quite a bit until they divorced after 14 years. Mom stayed in Virginia. That’s where she raised her 5 children, Judy, Debbie, Bonnie, Pete, and Becky. Being a single mom, she struggled hard and sometimes worked 2 jobs to take care of us.
She was a very loved person. Growing up, all of our friends wanted to come to our house. From the time I can remember we always had lots of people around. She took in anybody needing a place to stay. Our favorite memories were always at Thanksgiving and Christmas. Sometimes we didn’t have much in the way of gifts, but we always had the house full of family, friends, neighbors and coworkers. We always had the biggest spread out on the holidays, and she invited anyone that wanted to come. She was called Nanny by every kid in the neighborhood and Mom by a lot of her coworkers. She LOVED working and would do anything to help anyone.
She worked for many years in the grocery business. She worked for Giant Foods, A&P, Bi-Lo and Farm Fresh. She worked until the age of 65 when her health got bad – she had a lot of problems with her breathing. She loved all the people she worked with and leaving her job was a very sad time for her.
After her retirement we finally got to spend more time with her. She loved her family – 5 children, 16 grandchildren and 10 great-grandchildren. She was proud of us all. All her children thought of her as a Mom and a friend. I can truly say there was nothing that we couldn’t talk to our Mom about. She loved us all unconditionally. She loved baseball and could hardly wait for the season to start. She said the Braves were her team, but she pulled for the underdog when she watched the other games. And boy, did she watch the other games! She liked her gospel and country music. She even started going to the local VFW to play Bingo once a week.
We donated our Mom’s beautiful hazel eyes because her brother’s eyes were donated and she always said that someone was walking around with her brother’s beautiful blue eyes. It was a thought that made her happy to know that part of her brother was helping someone else.
Our Mom was a beautiful person. She took great pride in her appearance, but most of all, she was a beautiful person on the inside. She never met a stranger, and loved being around people. She was a tenderhearted person who couldn’t hear the Marine hymn, a patriotic, or a Christian song without tears running down her face. She was proud of our men fighting for our country, and shed tears for the families of all that didn’t come home.
I hope this helps you to know what a special person we lost and that we wanted another to be helped to see the world through the eyes of this beautiful person. She was, is, and always will be loved and missed more than we can share.
The children of Reba Jane Coleman Pelt
Paul Larry (PL) Perkins
Paul Larry Perkins, 60, formerly from Virginia, lived in Linwood, NC. He was employed by Amtrak, where he was a conductor. He also worked with Norfolk Southern railroad. He was with the railroad for 27 1/2 years. He was the father of three, stepfather of five and had several grandchildren. He loved them all dearly.
His favorite pastime was riding his motorcycle. He loved the mountains – he also enjoyed fishing and camping. We had 20 years together. The doctors gave him up seven years ago, but the Lord gave me seven more years with PL. He had DNA therapy , the first in North Carolina and third in the nation. I thank the Lord for the time I had with my husband. He will be missed by a lot of people. But his memory will live on through me. We will be together some day.
Betty Sue Perkins
JoAnn Pierce
JoAnn Pierce was born in Edenton, North Carolina and lived there her entire life. She was married to Bill Pierce for over 40 years. Together they had two sons, Chuck, born in 1968, and Keith, born in 1975. She was a member of Edenton Baptist Church. She worked for many years in the office of the local textile mill, and was well liked and respected by everyone there. In her spare time, she liked to cross stitch and make quilts. She also loved to go fishing with Bill at Mattamuskeet Lake. I think that was their favorite thing to do together. When she was younger, they had a boat and we would all go out in it on weekends, fishing and water skiing. JoAnn used to like to water ski in the Chowan river. She also loved to play bingo. There was a group of women who would all go and play together. She really enjoyed that. JoAnn was also an excellent cook. She and Bill both liked country cooking, so their house always smelled like good food. The neighbors would make comments about how good it smelled when they walked by the house! JoAnn was also dedicated to taking care of her mother, Doris, who is 85 years old, but in excellent shape. She lost her dad, Charlie Perry Hughes, in 1971, when she was 24 years old. She was also a firm believer in being an organ donor. She always said that when she passed away, she wanted anything she had that would be of use, to be used by someone who needs it. JoAnn had many friends and associates and touched more lives than any of us ever imagined.
Charles Lee Poole
Born March 3, 1935 in Sanford, Lee Co., North Carolina
Died January 18, 2005 in Raleigh, Wake Co., North Carolina
Parents: the late Robert B. and Alma Poole
Charles attended schools in Sanford, NC and graduated from Sanford Central High in 1953. He attended UNC for one year, commuting daily from Sanford to Chapel Hill. This got to be almost too much since he also worked part-time. He entered the US Army, serving part of the time in Germany. After a 3 year stint, he returned to UNC on the GI Bill, graduating in January, 1960. On September 4, 1960, he married Brenda Mancheck, also of Sanford. They moved to Philadelphia, PA, where he was an insurance adjustor. In 1961, they moved back to Sanford, NC, working in insurance. On December 13, 1961, he became the father of Charlotte Lynn Poole. In 1965, he became the father of a second daughter, Jane Myron Poole. In the late 60’s, the Poole family moved to Fayetteville, NC. He became a partner in S. W. Tomlinson Insurance, a very successful local general agency. Charles loved fishing and the fall weather. Even after he became so ill with his heart plus having diabetes, he continued to try to go fishing in the fall.
At Thanksgiving and Christmas, 2004, he seemed so happy to have his family around. In early 2005, he had heart surgery, which he didn’t survive.
Charles was well loved and respected by those who worked for him and by his fishing buddies. He loved his family dearly but especially his only granddaughter, Meghan. We had another service on September 4, 2005, in which our Meghan came from Washington state to play the harp at graveside for her “Pepaa”. And another great love of his life was our yellow Lab, Mollie. After Charles died, she would try to push me out of his chair at home and at the coast. She looked for him constantly.
Charles was a Boy Scout, and a member of the Baptist church. He had been a top paperboy for the Sanford Herald and was an officer in several organizations, including the Jaycees, insurance organizations and local committees.
Since he had diabetes and heart illnesses, he was unable to donate like he would have wanted, but he was able to donate his eyes to the Eye Bank.
To have known him was to have loved him.
Rufus Prince, Jr.
In memory of my loving husband, Rufus Prince, Jr. Ray loved people – he was a giver from his heart. He would always say, “If I could help somebody my living wouldn’t be in vain” and that “the earth belongs to God, everything in all the earth is His”. So I know he is well pleased that he helped someone else even in his death.
James Robert Pugh
James Robert Pugh, known to friends, family and coworkers as Robert Pugh, was a good, gentle and easy-going person. He was born on July 27, 1944 in Reidsville, North Carolina to Samuel E. and Mary Pritchett Pugh. During his high school years he played baseball and football and during the summer he played on his church softball team. After a year spent at a technical school in Atlanta, Georgia, he returned to Reidsville and started working in Greensboro. Bob and Janet Wise were married on October 17, 1964 and moved to Greensboro. For many summers Bob played on softball teams in Greensboro. During the 1970’s and 1980’s he worked in Research and Development for Blue Bell, Inc. During this time he had the opportunity to travel to Europe and in the United States. He loved traveling and seeing different places. He enjoyed playing golf which he had done since his youth and at which he was rather good. In 1990, he built his workshop where he spent many hours enjoying woodworking, but also using it as his getaway. He had two daughters: Gretchen, whom he taught to play golf, born in 1966, and Jennifer, born in 1976. He loved them and loved his dogs and cats that we had over the years. Bob was a faithful member of his Masonic Lodge and a member of the Scottish Rite. Everyone liked Bob and all of us in his family loved him very much. He is greatly missed.
