Justin Corbett Ellingsworth
April 16, 1980 – April 23, 2006
Justin loved life. He was such a wonderful son, brother, uncle, and friend. He was loved by everyone who knew him, and his passing has left us all devastated and heartbroken. He loved to play golf, hunt, and fish. He also loved to go out in the boat with all his friends. Justin was everyone’s best friend. He was the one everyone called when they needed help because you knew he would come immediately, day or night. This very special man would be so proud knowing his eyes helped two other people see well again. Justin will be forever loved and never, never forgotten. We love you.
Dustin Ray Emanuel
Dustin Ray Emanuel was born on Valentine’s Day, February 14, 1992. I called him my little cupid. Throughout the course of his life, I knew why he was born on Valentine’s Day. Dustin loved life; he loved living, and it showed in everything that he did. Dustin had a heart of gold.
Dustin was a well-rounded young man. He could cook and clean, sing and dance, and even rap. He played basketball, baseball, football, golf, and was a Tarheel fan. Hunting and fishing were his passions. He trained his own beagles and coon dogs, and made his own rabbit boxes. He would kill a rabbit, skin, clean, and cook it. When he was eating it he would say, “now mama, now is when it is all worth it.” Dustin loved and lived nature.
Dustin was 14 years old, going into the ninth grade. He was in a car accident on June 10, 2006. I don’t say the day he died. I say the day he got hurt. Dustin was my best friend as well as my son. I miss the physical contact I shared with him every day. People tell me to think of good memories I had with Dustin. If that were the case, I would never shed a tear.
Dustin’s mom, Ginger
Everett Winston Emery, Jr.
June 15, 1953 – July 24, 2006
Everett was married to Diane Byer Emery (legally for 23 years) but inseparable from the time we met 28 years ago. We met riding motorcycles and thrived on the adventures we would seek until we started the family he convinced me we should have. He was so very proud of his son Everett William and daughters Cynthia June and Jessica Lynn. Just talking about them would put a gleam in those beautifully mysterious hazel eyes.
To know Everett was to love him. He was just as quick with a teasing joke as he was to lend a hand to a neighbor or stranger, although no one was a stranger to him. He was born in Kingman, ME where he learned the meaning of an honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay. He was proud to be known as a hard working man and impressed the same work ethic upon his son and two daughters. Everything Everett did was full steam ahead. He did not accept no or it can’t be done for an answer, especially when he envisioned the results of what he wanted. Everett moved our family to Troutman, NC because of the opportunity to live on a wide-open piece of property surrounded by nature, and farther away from the influence of neighbors. Don’t get me wrong, he loved having neighbors and quickly made himself available to any and all of those living nearby or across the woods. But he loved having his space to spread out, at first for farming and collecting tractors and farm equipment to later running a sawmill.
Everett was an outdoorsman and known for his skill using a chainsaw and expertise in clearing a piece of land. He was quick and seemed to have no fear when dropping a tree wherever he planned it to go. He could fill up a truckload of wood, find someone who needed it, and deliver it to them faster than you could think about it. He loved to tell his hunting stories about deer from up and down the east coast, to moose from Maine, and especially the turkey hunting he found here in North Carolina. Everett was strong as an ox but could be gentle as a lamb and had a special admiration for all of God’s creatures. He had great fun inviting the family pet dogs into the house to play, and loved curling up for a nap with our two cats. He was quick to make friends with any small child whenever he had the opportunity to get their attention.
Everett lived every day with such purpose and drive, as if he knew all along he had to make the most of every day. Our beloved husband and father may have been taken from us too soon, but we believe he is a special angel on the shoulders of others that need his watchful care also. He would love to know someone is seeing the beauty of nature through his eyes.
John P. Esposito, Jr.
Our dad, John P. Esposito, Jr., was a lover of his two children KellyAnn and John. Some of his favorite hobbies were fixing up old cars, driving fast cars, and playing with gadgets such as CBs, scanners, cell phones, and pagers. He loved to tell jokes and enjoyed making other people laugh. He was very supportive of the local police and fire departments and often volunteered his time with these organizations. Our family is happy to have been able to give the gift of sight to others in need. Our dad had big, bright blue eyes and would have wanted to see others benefit from his loss. He is dearly missed by everyone who knew him. We are content knowing he is in a better place now resting with the angels that oversee him.
Paul (Jack) Eudy, Jr.
Uncle Jack was a very giving and helpful person throughout his life. He served in the U.S. Navy and U.S. Army. At his retirement he still wanted to help people, so he drove a van helping disabled veterans get to doctors’ appointment at the Veteran’s Hospital in Salisbury, NC. He will surely be missed.
Becky Coley (niece)
Paul Eustice
Raised in the Washington, DC area, Mr. Eustice was a U.S. Army veteran and was a member of the American Legion Post 93 in Ellsworth, ME. He settled in coastal Maine, where he lived for 25 years. He graduated from Husson College in Bangor, ME, earning BS degrees in Management Accounting and Computer Science. He also served as a peer tutor and statistician for the basketball team.
Mr. Eustice enjoyed traveling and journeyed extensively throughout the United States. He also traveled to Europe and China. His other interests included contemporary music, current and classic films and basketball. An avid college basketball fan, he unfailingly rooted for Duke.
Most important to Mr. Eustice were family and friends. He was generous with his time and possessions, and most enjoyed cookouts and summer gatherings. When faced with the diagnosis of a terminal disease, Mr. Eustice reflected to a friend that he felt he had lived a very full life and had few regrets. He will be deeply missed by his family and friends.
