Albert Russell Colburn

I was a neighbor of Russell and Mary's for a short time last year. But I grew up in the neighborhood. Angel if you need anything, please call me. I tried to find your number in the book and couldn't. My number is 370-4884; I lost my dad in 97 and in time I hope you are able to find things easier to cope with. My thoughts and prayers are with your family.

As Russell use to say, He was my favorite. Growing up I worshipped Russell. To his lil cousin, he was the best thing since sliced bread. I can remember them not telling me when he was due to come home from Homestead, because I would just drive them crazy to take me to Aunt Ludell's. Teaching me to play pool, do the Hustle, Drink Beer, Skinny dip, Mud riding. OMG!! Memories are all we have now, but thats all I need. The memories of us at the slab, PCB, and us just being a family. I loved him...

Mary, may God be with and the family
at this time. Our prayers are with you all. We enjoyed the time we ate together just didn't have enough of them. If we can be of any help let us know.

Mary, we love you and Russell, just like you were family. Lots of outings together with Al and Cindy, you are a part of us, Know that you are in our Hearts and Prayers.Let Al know if you need anything, we will be there.

You are in our thoughts & prayers.
We love you, Brandy & Jayden

You are all in our thoughts and prayers at this very difficult time. We love you, Karen, Jimmy, Sydney, Andy and Dexter Rhodes

I didn't know Russell personally but I've known Lucy for many years. My thoughts and prayers are with you all, that you may have the strength to get through this sad time. Cherish the memories that you have and as Angel said know that he is in a better place surrounded by God's loving arms.

We will always love you uncle Russell. We truly cared for you and we're so sorry that we never got to say goodbye before you left us. May God welcome you into His kingdom with loving arms....

Many of you know me I am Angel Russell's oldest daughter. My father was the best man that I have ever met, and was loved very very much. As the song "Daddy's Hands" states "His hands where hard as steel when I did wrong, but were soft and kind when I was sad." This is a hard time for all of us but just remember my dad is not suffering anymore. Thank all of you for the flowers and food and keep us in your prayes. One day you will all know what it is like to loss a parent.