Helen O. Southall

Helen Southall Obituary

Helen OKun Southall, 90, of Petersburg, widow of Harold "Fats" Vaughan Southall, passed away Wednesday, Oct. 13, 2010. Born June 20, 1920 in Woodville, Texas, she was one of 12 children of the late August Frederick and Clara Dora Buck OKun. She was a member of the Kenwood United Methodist Church. She is survived by two children, Linda Southall McCann and husband, Herbert, Henry Earl Southall and wife, Christa; six grandchildren, Herbert "Bert" Lee McCann, III and wife, Rebecca, Robyn McCann Livesay, Arline "Beth" McCann Smith and husband, Ronald, Roger Howard Southall and wife, Tammy, David Vaughan Southall, and Kristin Southall Hunter and husband, Daniel; nine great-grandchildren, four great-great-grandchildren; two brothers, James and Henry OKun; sister, Jean OKun Wheat; special friends, Phyllis Church Morris and Al Medlin; numerous nieces, nephews and other loving family members.

Funeral services will be 11 a.m. Monday, Oct. 18, 2010, at the Petersburg chapel of J.T. Morriss & Son Funeral Home & Cremation Service with the Rev. Pam Seeley officiating. The family will receive friends from 3-5 p.m. Sunday, Oct. 17, 2010, at the funeral home. Interment will be in Blandford Cemetery. Condolences may be registered at www.jtmorriss.com.

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Published by The Progress-Index on Oct. 16, 2010.

Memories and Condolences
for Helen Southall

4 Entries

Dustin Michalek

October 23, 2010

My dearest sympathies go to the Southall family and please know that my prayers are with you all and I will surely miss Nanny Southall.
Dustin Michalek

Cameron & Betty Costley

October 19, 2010

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)
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