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Mary Neeley:
"Where have all the flowers gone? The most BEAUTIFUL flowers in the garden are always picked first. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal. Love is a memory no one can steal. You were the GREATEST singer/songwriter of the 21st century. Others will come and go but no one will EVER have your style. Rest in peace, Dear Amy Jade Winehouse. You have touched so many."
Mary Neeley:
Part of her legacy destroyed. - When the posthumous LP, "Lioness" was released, it was not well received by critics. Therefore, Universal records UK CEO decided to destroy all remaining demo tapes they had of Amy. He felt it was "a moral thing". Now, no one will ever be able to hear those parts of her music history.
Cynthia MargravesPS_ Hardee:
I believe I was married to one of Ms Emma's sons, Robert Mae Powell, for 17 yrs. Robert has passed and wanted his ashes spread on his Momma's grave and I want to honor his wishes. I wasn't able to ever meet her as she'd already passed before I met Robert. He adored his mother and I want to do this for them both....💕
Keith Payne:
Tina and Athos Menaboni - Tina taught my brother and I piano at here home on Brookhaven Drive in Atlanta, GA twice a week. When I finished my lesson, my brother would have his turn on her piano bench. I would go into the kitchen where Athos would have me sit by him while he painted. I especially liked the Toucan bird he had there on loan. Many fond memories of Tina and Athos.
Jamie Younghans:
Edward was my cousin - Edward was my second cousin. My mother, Irene Curry, was his father's first cousin. I have fond memories of a visit to our Uncle Billy and Aunt Doe's house in Florida. His sister Roseanne was there too, as was my younger brother Tommy. Our cousins, Tara and Kelly entertained all of us. I remember going horseback riding, to amusement parks and doing a lot of swimming in the pool.
I remember Edward's funeral, a good few years later, and how sad I was that he had died. I was only a teenager myself and felt awful that he had died so young. I hadn't seen him for years, but I loved him. Rest in peace Edward. Your loving cousin, Jamie Younghans
Charlotte Ohleyer:
Few Famliy memories - George Ohleyer was my grandfather. I don't remember him cause due to a tragic heart condition he died when my mother was 4.
From what I do know, he was a brilliant physicist who worked for China lake navel weapons center.
He played the guitar and despite having dyslexia had very elegant hand writing.
My grandmother misses him every day, so does my mom.
Lolita Sheffield:
A Dear Friend/Fam Member - I remember you use to be my apt manager in MountainView, then became a very near and dear friend , I remember you asking me to go back to your roots,And I broke my heat cause I could not go,broke even more when you left, the a few years later I searched you up and found you had gone on to Glory, thank you for coming to church with me, thank you for all of the heart to hearts, thank you for the laughs, thank you for letting me vent Thank you For the all of the Great ADVICE, Thank You for being YOU,I LOVE AND MISS YOU DEAR FRIEND, and SISTER You rember I had TWO Children Stephen he is 42,And nae nae is 36,🤔🤔 I Got Sober and lost my mind and had two more🤣🤣🥰😂🤣 Lola And Joshua, 24 and 25, I’ve been marrie 23 years, with the same person charles for 30yrs you’d be proud of me
I Love you
Lolita
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Maria Klein:
All these years and I still miss him - I don't know if anyone will ever read this but he deserves to be remembered. I Knew Pete from the time I was two until his death when I was only 12. I am heartbroken that I'm unable to find any obituary or information on him anywhere. So here are a couple of my memories of him.
Fist off I adored that old man. I was just two years old when I first met him and his wife Sophie. I would squeeze myself under the fence between our homes and "runaway" to their house because they would give me ice cream.
Peter and I would sit and watch boxing matches together. I was once told he was a golden gloves boxer but I don't really know if it's true. There was a fun story about when he was in his 60's or so and at the bar having a drink. A young guy came in and wouldn't stop harassing him so when Peter finally had enough he cold cocked the young man then calmly went back to his drink.
He would also sit in his truck to drink and throw the beer cans out in the yard. For every beer can I brought him he would give me a 2-dollar bill. When I was little I thought it was the greatest game ever.
He bought me my first bike and hid it out in his shed. He once asked me to tell him who was on the 100 dollar bill. When I told him he gave me the 100 dollars. I don't know how he was with other people but that old fart treated me like a little princess. I never doubted for a minute that he loved me. I was heartbroken when I went to the hospital and told him goodby for the last time. I wish I had more memories of him and his wife Sophie who was just as wonderful to me.
Jimmy Glover:
John Jr. - I first met him in 1963 in Raleigh when he was 11 yrs. I was dating his sister Theresa and we got married in 1965. Sadly to say we got a divorce in 1971. John was always fun to play with and since the grounds were large, he enjoyed hide and seek. But his fancy was baseball. He lived in a big yard on Como Dr. and across the street was a bit field that was good for playing ball. After his sister and I divorced, I never saw him again until I saw his obit on the internet. He was a good boy the last I saw him. God rest his soul.
Corinne Cerminaro:
I will never forget Velma Bean - I took care of Velma when I was in college. She was a strong woman. Blind with a bad back, she discharged herself from a nursing home and moved into an apartment to maintain her independence. She was confined to her bed but she found a way to manage her life. At one point, she worked in a funeral home. I have never forgotten her. She is a woman who inspired me to be who I am today. I love you Velma Bean. I will see you again.