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Samuel Lee Holmes Sr.

New Orleans, Louisiana

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Samuel Lee Holmes, Sr., 87, of Gulfport died Monday, March 7, 2011 in Gulfport, MS. Mr. Holmes was a veteran of the United States Navy. He was preceded in death by his parents, one son, Van Holmes, his sister and one grandson.He leaves to cherish his memories four sons, Joseph Holmes, Samuel...

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I love you, grand-pa. Billie Faye Holmes

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

To The Holmes Family: As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life's routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.
Grethen,Jessica,Greta,Lil' Kevin

To The Family of Sam: I am so sad! I couldn't attend the service of Sam. He was a dear friend of mine but i am ill.And could not be there for his final days. He will be sadly missed by the Davis Family.

I shall remember our man talks, and how we joked around, and how he welcomed me . The way he greeted me "Keith Sweat,where you at ?!! "
May Sam rest in peace

You will be greatly missed in my heart....You were the greatest Papa ever!!! Memories of you will never be forgotten. We Love You Papa.

Uncle Samuel...
I will always remember your kindness, sincere hospitality, fatherly guidance,and uplifting spirit.

Your Niece
Mary Ann Emerson, Lancaster,CA.

Daddy, you are gone now but never forgotten in my heart. Raising me from the age of 5yrs old, it took a long time for me to feel comfortable to call you
D A D D Y, however, you always treated me as your biological daughter. You never wanted me to refer to you as my stepfather. You were also definitely a great paw paw to my kids. They loved you sooo much. We are going to miss you.

LOVE YA DADDY!!!!
Diane Lane, Slidell La.

Music, when soft voices die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation