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Hampton Almarode Obituary
He was the son of the late Harry T. and Lorie Pickrell Almarode, and was preceded in death by his wife, Alma Hopkins Almarode, and a son, Michael L. Almarode. Mr. Almarode retired from Brown & Williamson Tobacco Co.
He is survived by two daughters, Bonnie Vanderipe of Tacoma, Wash., and Deborah Powell of Chester; nine grandchildren, Kevin, Rickey, Regina, Jennifer, Tiffany, Christopher, Jeremy, Shannon and Amy; 14 great-grandchildren; two sisters, Gladys Frazier and Lucille Barnes; numerous nieces and nephews.
A funeral service will be held at 2 p.m. Friday, April 11, 2008, in the Colonial Heights Chapel of the E. Alvin Small Funeral Homes & Crematory, 2033 Boulevard, with the Rev. Gene Ballance and the Rev. Glen Russell officiating. Interment Appomattox Cemetery, Hopewell. The family will receive friends from 7 to 8:30 p.m. Thursday at the funeral home. Condolences may be registered at www.ealvinsmall.com.
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Memories and Condolences
for Hampton Almarode
DENISE ELEY
April 16, 2008
I AM VERY HONORED TO HAVE KNOW SUCH A WONDERFUL PERSON. HE TREATED BOTH OF MY GRANDDAUGHTERS (HARLEY AND MAKENNA) EQUALLY EVEN THOUGH HARLEY WAS OF NO RELATION. HE WILL BE TRULY MISSED BY ALL WHO KNEW HIM
Jaime Elder
April 15, 2008
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
~Mary Frye~
Papa was a wonderful man and he lives on in each of his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I am truly honored to have known and loved him in this lifetime.
Kirby Haddon
April 13, 2008
Hampton was such a great and dear friend i thought of him as a second father i love him like a father figure and i,am going to miss him greatly
David Simpson
April 10, 2008
Please know I am praying for the family during this time.May the Lord bless you ,and may you feel His gentle hand and His redeeming grace
Kathy Roub
April 9, 2008
You will be in my heart forever.
Your niece,
Kathy Roub
MARTHA DAVIDSON
April 9, 2008
Death, be not proud
Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
By John Donne
The Poetry Foundation
LEWIS WHITAKER
April 9, 2008
In My Pocket
I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.
My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.
They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.
Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.
But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.
ANTWON AND ANDERA SHELTON
April 9, 2008
Grant me strength, Dear Lord, I pray,
Control my life, don't let me stray.
When I feel angered, help me see,
That I can place my trust in Thee.
When I feel I'm sinking low,
Hold me, Lord, don't let go.
Don't let Satan have his way,
For I know he'd lead me astray.
Make me strong when I feel weak,
Let my ears listen when You speak.
Let not my faith diminish in Thee,
But save my soul and set me free.
Forgive me when I start to doubt
What faith and trust are all about.
Hold me Lord, in the darkest night,
Take away my fear and fright.
May Your voice be one, I always hear,
Saying to me, "I'm always near".
"I'll walk with you and guide you well,
But you My child, must not rebel".
Lord, I love you, forgive my fears,
Please dry my eyes from all these tears.
May I always place my trust in You,
Remembering, Lord, You've always been true.
~Author~
Ruth Ann Mahaffey
DOUGLAS AND RACHAEL RADCLIFF
April 9, 2008
Lord, please hold on tightly, to my loved one that I lost,
The nights are cold and lonely, like the freezing from a frost.
I close my eyes at night, hoping sleep will over come...
Hoping that by morning, my body won’t feel numb.
Oh, God, how hard it is at times, even after all these years,
The pain just never goes away... nor do all the tears.
I can’t seem to focus, on the things I know I must,
For I still see the face, of the one I love and trust.
The holidays are rough, Dear God, even though I try my best,
But I can’t seem to forget the day, I laid my love to rest.
I read a book, I watch TV, I try to write a letter,
Hoping and praying, each day will soon get better.
Thanksgiving soon to be here, then Christmas on its way;
It’s so difficult to celebrate, since my love has gone away.
Forgive me Lord, for I am weak, and I wish to be strong,
Please take this sadness from my heart; replace it with a song.
Oh Lord, help me remember, You, are only a prayer away,
And when I keep my faith in You, I know I’ll be okay.
So as the holidays approach … to my loved one I express,
Not a day on earth goes by, that I fail to think of “us”.
And now I must be thankful, for God, I love You so
Just knowing You are there for me, so much to You, I owe.
Now in the quiet of the night, the snow falls from above,
As I look into the Heavens, I still miss my precious love.
Tonight I’ll light a candle, for the one I miss so much;
Knowing I can never feel, that tender loving touch.
But when I leave this world, and join my love again,
I’ll know in my heart, in God’s hands he’ll remain.
~Author~
Ruth Ann Mahaffey
© 2006
FONTANA ALLEY
April 9, 2008
Reminiscence
YES, thou art gone! and never more
Thy sunny smile shall gladden me;
But I may pass the old church door,
And pace the floor that covers thee.
May stand upon the cold, damp stone,
And think that, frozen, lies below
The lightest heart that I have known,
The kindest I shall ever know.
Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
'Tis still a comfort to have seen;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been;
To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
By Anne Bronte
The Poetry Foundation
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation
When I am dead, my dearest
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
By Christina Rossetti
The Poetry Foundation
BENNETT YOUNG
April 9, 2008
Lives with One Day at a Time
You lived your life one day at a time.
The words you shared were always kind.
You loved us all with your whole heart.
It saddens us to be apart, and forever we
hold you in our hearts
Today you stand in God's bright light.
Watching over us day and night.
In our hearts you will remain
Until the day we meet again...
Forever Your love will live on in our hearts
and the hearts of those you touched.
We are so grateful to God for blessing our
the beautiful gift of Don't Cry
Don't cry upon my passing
I've lived a long and satisfying life
I have raised beautiful children
With the most adorning wife
My life was full of memories
I shared with each of you
So do not cry upon my passing
Remembering will keep you from feeling blue
My stories will live on forever
Or as long as you allow them to
So wipe away those weeping tears
And remember I love you
You were always more than relatives
The best was you were my friend
I looked forward to your visits
And the cards that you would send
On this day of mourning
Think not of pain and sorrow
For I am watching over you
Today and all tomorrows
This day should be of celebration
Remembering what use to be
For I have always cherished you
As much as you have cherished me
I will always be there
Nightly when you pray
So don't cry upon my passing
We'll be together again someday
I leave you with a small request
For all who shared my life
Please watch over my dear beloved
My love, my world, my wife
you.
We miss you sweet angel,
more than you can imagine.
RONDELL
April 9, 2008
In the Webster dictionary, death is defined as
The end of one’s life, but is this really true?
As Christians, we are taught that after “death”
There is eternal life,
A hope for us all,
That death is truly the beginning of one’s life,
Not the end.
It’s the turn of a next page,
The introduction of a new chapter in one’s life,
The start of a new journey, yet to be fulfilled.
The rebirth of one’s soul to the everlasting glorification of God’s greatest gift;
Humans.
For it is time to dry all tears.
We know that our loved ones have moved on
To a happier,
More beautiful place than we could ever imagine.
It is ineffable,
For one’s soul can never die if they are forever held dear
In our hearts and in our minds,
Their soul will live on evermore.
If you keep the memories of the past present,
Then all memories present will never be in the past
ALMARODE FAMILY
April 9, 2008
Don't Cry
Don't cry upon my passing
I've lived a long and satisfying life
I have raised beautiful children
With the most adorning wife
My life was full of memories
I shared with each of you
So do not cry upon my passing
Remembering will keep you from feeling blue
My stories will live on forever
Or as long as you allow them to
So wipe away those weeping tears
And remember I love you
You were always more than relatives
The best was you were my friend
I looked forward to your visits
And the cards that you would send
On this day of mourning
Think not of pain and sorrow
For I am watching over you
Today and all tomorrows
This day should be of celebration
Remembering what use to be
For I have always cherished you
As much as you have cherished me
I will always be there
Nightly when you pray
So don't cry upon my passing
We'll be together again someday
I leave you with a small request
For all who shared my life
Please watch over my dear beloved
My love, my world, my wife
Life is for the living
Memories should never die
Think back on all the time we've shared
And remember, please don't cry
JOHN P. PAUL
April 9, 2008
A Little Note
this is just a friendly little note to let you know
that someone cares about you and is praying a whole lot.
I want you to be yourself with me.
If you feel like crying, that’s OK.
If you want to laugh, great!
Whatever you need to do to care for yourself right now,
I’ll be right here beside you.
As a matter of fact, I said that I would never leave you nor forsake you.
I love you that much!
Your best friend
Jesus
WINDELL CROWDER
April 9, 2008
Very True, The Linnets Sing
VERY true, the linnets sing
Sweetest in the leaves of spring:
You have found in all these leaves
That which changes and deceives,
And, to pine by sun or star,
Left them, false ones as they are.
But there be who walk beside
Autumn's, till they all have died,
And who lend a patient ear
To low notes from branches sere.
Walter Savage Landor
GRACIE BOYCE
April 9, 2008
My prayers and thoughts are with you during this challenging time. Be encouraged that God will definitely sustain you, comfort you, and see you through. He continues to do that me and my family, and will undoubtedly do the same for you. Love you all. God bless!
HEIDI SCOTT
April 9, 2008
An Angel in the House
HOW sweet it were, if without feeble fright,
Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight,
An angel came to us, and we could bear
To see him issue from the silent air
At evening in our room, and bend on ours
His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers
News of dear friends, and children who have never
Been dead indeed,--as we shall know forever.
Alas! we think not what we daily see
About our hearths,--angels that are to be,
Or may be if they will, and we prepare
Their souls and ours to meet in happy air;--
A child, a friend, a wife whose soft heart sings
In unison with ours, breeding its future wings.
Leigh Hunt
WESLEY POWELL
April 9, 2008
God Saw You
God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.
BESSIE KING
April 9, 2008
A Reminiscence
YES, thou art gone! and never more
Thy sunny smile shall gladden me;
But I may pass the old church door,
And pace the floor that covers thee.
May stand upon the cold, damp stone,
And think that, frozen, lies below
The lightest heart that I have known,
The kindest I shall ever know.
Yet, though I cannot see thee more,
'Tis still a comfort to have seen;
And though thy transient life is o'er,
'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been;
To think a soul so near divine,
Within a form so angel fair,
United to a heart like thine,
Has gladdened once our humble sphere.
By Anne Bronte
The Poetry Foundation
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation
SALLY ANN GRIFFIN
April 9, 2008
Warm Summer Sun
Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation
Music, when soft voices die
Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.
By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation
J.L. HAYES
April 9, 2008
Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.
May your hearts soon be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well-lived.
May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief.
As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life’s routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.
May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.
MR TALBERT
April 9, 2008
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2008
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