Krystal-Stallworth-Obituary

Krystal Stallworth

Cleveland, Ohio

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KRYSTAL STALLWORTH, 42, died on Feb. 7, 2007. Loving sister of Cheryl Moorer, Gwendolyn Dove, Barbara Stallworth and Michael Stallworth. Funeral services will be held on Wednesday, Feb. 14, 2007 at 10:30 a.m. at R.A. PRINCE FUNERAL SERVICES AT 16222 BROADWAY AVE., MAPLE HTS., OH. Family will...

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What a beautiful woman -- in the prime of her life -- such a tragic loss for Krystal's family and friends -- she is one of God's sweet angels now. Peace to you and yours, Gwen, as you cope with this loss and count the blessings you received in your sister's love and she in yours.

My prayers go out to Krystal's family. I haven't seen her since high school, but I remember her being a very nice person. May she rest in peace.

Cheryl,Gwen and Mike, My deepest sympathy to you. I will alway's remember her beautiful smile and her lovely voice. I have wonderful memories of her. Krystal will be truly missed. My prayers are with your family.

It’s has been a long time from the days at Roxboro and Cleveland Heights.
Krystal always brought a smile to my face! She has never been forgotten, but she will be missed.
God bless all!

Gwen, Cheryl and Mike, I can't express the loss I am experiencing here without Krystal. Through the years, our family have gone through much, and God has kept us together. Krystal slipped away from us quietly because she knew we would not let her go on any other terms. I will miss her dearly. There was no smile like that of Krystal's. God be with you now and forever. All my love to you.

To the Stallworth Family:
I am truly sorry for your loss. In the all too short time I knew and worked with Krystal she always kept me smiling. She will be missed. My prayers are with you. God bless.

You have my deepest sympathy and you'll always be in my heart and know that I love you all..God Bless your family

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.