Andrew Addison Armstrong

Where has this year gone? We lost Dad one year ago today. Every day is one day closer to seeing him again. When I close my eyes I see him in my mind and not a day goes by that I don't think about him. I love and miss you Papa.

My Father was a special and wonderful man. To know that you are loved as much as he loved my Mom and I and my sister, Liz, and my brother, Eddie, is something I will cherish forever. As a kid I would wait for him to come home from work & he would say, "Hey Squirt," and put me on his shoulders. We would go to the drive-in movies every Saturday night. Work was never more important than family; in fact, besides Jehovah, his family, Mom, Liz & I, was his passion. There are so many memories that...

At times like this it is hard to know what to say. I remember Andy as one that was a big help to Bill and me when things got tough with work Andy would always find some kind of work for Bill to do.Even though it really didn't need to be done.Allthough we told him what a help he was , when he and Bill come back in the promised resurection we will have a chance to let him know again that we appriciated his generosity.To his family may Jehovah the God of tender mercies comfort you . Much love to...

To my Aunts, Mother and Family, some of whom I do not even know, who are grieving at the passing of Grandpa Armstrong. I wish you all the comfort and peace God provides and my sympathy. I did not know Grandpa Armstrong, but a father is the foundation of a family and his absence will surely be felt by those who love him. I extend my hand of friendship to those in my family I have yet to meet. Bless you. With love, Maria (Gayle's oldest daughter)

Our deepest sympathy in the loss of your loved one - The Hughes Family

I have many memories of Grandpa Armstrong. I always thought how fitting his name was to him. He was a strong man with strong arms. I remember him as having many great talents in art, being able to make perfect letters on his signs, not tracing with stencils, but using his keen eye and talented hands. I can remember spending some time with Grandpa and Grandma one summer, and working in the ministry in the Indian Reservations. I still have the corn husk doll that Grandma gave me. It was made by...

My Father was larger than life to me. I loved him more than anyone could ever know. I miss him greatly.

2 Corinthians 1:3,4.... "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of tender mercies and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those in any sort of tribulation through the comfort with which we ourselves are being comforted by God."

My father was a very special man. When I was little, some of my most cherished memories were of the times when he would come home from work and play with my sisters...