Allison Joy

Allison lived across the apartment hall from my parents in River Oaks. She created two pastels of me when I was 18. She and I became friends, and she gave me the 2nd portrait, the one my mother didn't purchase, when I graduated college, though sadly, I didn't pick it up. Allison and I visited over the years, whether I lived in Houston or not, talking about natural healing, and her pets in earlier years, her time spent in Mexico, stories from her childhood, and other shared interests. She...

Allison was one of our patients during the protocol testing of a medical device. I had written a book on the life of Sam Houston with the Cherokees. She encouraged me to do the illustrations myself. I told her that it was so hard to draw faces. She replied, "David faces are all really just a lot of empty space until you put the eyes, ears, mouth and nose on the drawing. Get them in the right place and you will have it done." She was such a lovely person.

May the bereaved family be comforted by looking forward to Jesus' promise of seeing your dear loved one again. John 6:40.

I am so very sorry for your loss, please accept my sincere condolences. May the God of all comfort give you his peace at this very difficult time. Php 4:6,7