Devin Scott Holmes

March 23, 1992 – August 16, 2011

Devin was a special young man who touched so many people in his short nineteen years. He was a kind, respectable, generous and fun loving individual. He had a love of the outdoors and enjoyed spending many hours hunting and fishing. He had a beautiful smile that would light up a room when he entered. He was so well loved by young and old and will never be forgotten. He is forever in our hearts.

By Daphne Holmes (Mother)

Akil J. Smith

February 7, 1985 – April 20, 2010

Akil had a unique loving personality that he shared with everyone who came in his path. The background represents his open heart, strength, courage, determination and his free spirit. Akil cared for everyone, even those who wronged him, but as long as you needed help he was there. He loved his family dearly and would do almost anything to bring his love and joy to us. We love him and miss him very much.

Jess C. Southern

September 1, 1957 – March 31, 2009

 

This was the last picture we took of Jess. We had bought a new camera with a zoom lens and he was in to visit. His favorite color was green; therefore the green background. He is missed very much, but at least we know that part of him lives on with others. Proud that he was an organ donor.

Harold Ray Watson

March 2, 1939 – November 17, 2009

Harold Ray Watson was a proud:
Firefighter
Fire Inspector
Teacher of Fire Prevention
Emergency Medical Technician in the Fire Department
American Paratrooper in the 82nd Airborne Division of the U.S. Army

Christopher Quante

March 4, 1985 – February 23, 2009

We knew when Chris was born he would be a very special part of our lives. He was our youngest and gave so much pleasure to not only his father and I, but to his older sister and brother. His bright smile that spontaneously appeared as a baby never wavered. He always knew that his sister and brother were the best friends anyone could have.

John Rothwell

November 20, 1952 – January 16, 2009

The square is made from a pocket of one of John’s work shirts; John wouldn’t own a work shirt unless it had two pockets. He liked his pockets. The three cats are for his cats that he dearly loved.