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FERGUSON Christopher Ferguson. A funeral service celebrating the life of Corporal Christopher Martin "Marty" Ferguson, age 21, formerly of Pataskala, will be held Monday, April 2, 2007, at 11 a.m. in the chapel of the HOSKINSON FUNERAL HOME, Kirkersville with Pastor Adam Dinnell officiating. Burial with full military honors will follow at Union Evangelical Cemetery, Baltimore. He was born April 12, 1985, in Columbus, the son of Theophil Ferguson of Florida, and Patty Gibson Ferguson of Pataskala. He died Sunday, March 25, 2007, in Kileen, Texas. He attended the Watkins Memorial School system, and graduated from the Criminal Justice program at Licking Co JVS, Class of 2004. He was fascinated by security systems and the military since a small child. He was described as a "peacekeeper". He entered the U.S. Army in 2004, spent 1 year in Iraq, and had been stationed at Ft. Hood at the time of his death. In addition to his parents, he is survived by his two sisters, Christina Ferguson of Newark and Cassandra Ferguson of Pataskala; nephew, Julian; nieces, Alexis and Allison; and his good friends, Tyler Nicholson and Issac Williams. His family will receive friends on Sunday, April 1, 2007, from 2-4 and 6-8 p.m. at the funeral home, 285 E Main St in Kirkersville, where a caring message may be sent to the family at www.hoskinsonfuneral.com. Memorials may be made to the Make-a-Wish Foundation in care of the funeral home.

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Published in The Columbus Dispatch on Mar. 29, 2007.
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April 2, 2007
douglas barney
March 30, 2007
tamrah&howard ferguson
March 30, 2007
glenda ferguson/aka/ knox
March 29, 2007
This is a Poem that was written for Christopher "Marty" as we knew him by one of his family members. Its called "Not Sleeping"

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I am not asleep.
I am the leaves in the fall.
I am the shadows on the wall.
I am the footsteps in the sand.
I am who constantly holds your hand.
I am the sparkle in the snow.
I am the winds when they blow.
I am the clock when it chimes.
I am the melody of the bird when it sings its favorite rhymes.
I am your nightlight keeping away your fears.
No matter where you are, I am always near.
At night I am who guards you from the hall.
I am in the stars that fly above so tall.
I am who you cry for and miss.
I am who you feel on your cheek leaving a kiss.
So do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, never asleep.
Do not sorrow or ask why.
For I am safe now and remember its never goodbye.
Lisa Ferguson
March 29, 2007
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 1998-2007


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