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Muriel Rose Logan Potts

Muriel Potts Obituary

Muriel Rose Logan Potts, widow of Dr. John Foster Potts Sr., died March 9, 2008, in Charleston, S.C., of congestive heart failure. A Requiem Mass will be held at 2 p.m. Saturday, March 29, 2008, at The Episcopal Church of St. John in the Wilderness, 1895 Greenville Highway (U.S. 225 South at Rutledge Drive), Flat Rock, NC 28731.

Muriel was born in Petersburg, Va., on July 16, 1920, the oldest child of William Miller Logan, D.D.S. and Effie Gaskins Logan. She was educated in the public schools of Petersburg, graduating with distinction from high school at the age of 16. She graduated with high honors from Virginia State College at the age of 19, with a bachelor's degree in music with minors in English, history and a certificate in library science. Because there were no graduate study programs for African-Americans in Virginia at the time, the Commonwealth of Virginia paid for Muriel to pursue her master's degree in public school music from the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, Mich. Years later, she returned to Virginia State to pursue a second master's degree in English.

After graduating from the University of Michigan, Muriel taught at Carver Junior High School, in Columbia, S.C. It was in Columbia that she met the man who would become her life-long partner — John Foster Potts — who shared her passion for music, art and dramatics. They wed on Aug. 17, 1943, in Petersburg.

Two years later, Dr. Potts was asked to serve as the principal of The Avery Normal Institute in Charleston (currently the Avery Research Center for African-American History and Culture). Once settled, Muriel became an integral part of Charleston's educational and cultural community. She taught music and English, and established the library at Haut Gap School on Johns Island in 1951. She also taught classes at Avery Institute to help the African-American teachers in Charleston and Georgetown pass the state teacher's exam. She chartered the Charleston chapters of the Links Inc. and Jack and Jill of America Inc. She was a dedicated member of the Gamma Zi Omega Chapter of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority Inc., the Black Arts Festival (now known as Moja), and was an active member of St. Mark's Episcopal Church. Gov. Richard Riley presented her with the Order of the Palmetto — South Carolina's highest civilian honor.

In 1954, when Dr. Potts was recruited to be the president of Voorhees College, Muriel and their five children moved to Denmark, S.C. There, she assumed several roles integral to the life of Voorhees, serving as first lady, faculty member, chair of the Humanities Department, organist for college assemblies and director of the Voorhees Concert Choir, which performed in and out of the state.

After 16 years at Voorhees, the Pottses retired to East Flat Rock, N.C. As was her custom, Muriel immediately began to absorb the town's culture, becoming curator at the Carl Sandburg Home. But what she cherished most was her role as "Nana" to her 10 grandchildren, teaching them all more than their parents ever could.

Muriel leaves a legacy of the value of education, the arts, exploration, and 'togetherness' to her family, friends and former students. She is survived by her five children, Dr. Alma T. Young of New York, N.Y., Leila Potts Campbell of Charleston, John "Coupie" Foster Potts Jr. (Maxine) of New Orleans, Paula Potts of Washington, D.C., and Camille Potts of Charleston; a brother, Dr. Thomas P. Logan of Nashville, Tenn.; 10 grandchildren, Russell Jr. (Paulette), Gregory (Lashon), Richard (Sheranda) and Dianna Campbell, Sylver Logan Sharp, Dana Potts Lucas (Donald) and Michelle, Danielle, Melanie, and Deanna Potts; and five great-grandchildren, Ava, Russell III, Alana, Jessica, Logan and Julian.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests that donations in honor of Muriel Logan Potts be sent to the Avery Research Center for African-American History and Culture, 66 George St., Charleston, SC 29424. Additional information is available online at http://www.cofc.edu/avery.

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Published by The Progress-Index on Mar. 26, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
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Beryl Dakers

March 31, 2008

Dearest Camille and Family,

I was so sorry to read of your mother's passing. May you find great comfort in the memories you all share. Please know that my thoughts and prayers are with you.

With sincere sympathy,

Beryl M. Dakers

ARTHUR BARKER

March 27, 2008

Please accept my deepest sympathies.

I was so sorry to hear of your loss. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help at this time.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

JASON AND MARTHA

March 27, 2008

Please accept our deepest sympathies.

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to help at this time.

You are in our thoughts and prayers.

The loss of someone so close is difficult to bear. We share your grief.

Our hearts go out to you at this time and in the days ahead.

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

LOGAN AND DENNIS KENNEDY

March 27, 2008

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation




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 belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation




Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

By Christina Rossetti
The Poetry Foundation

William Viverette

March 27, 2008

My prayers are with you at this time. God will bless and keep you through all things because God is love.

JACKSON FAMILY

March 26, 2008

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

My prayers and thoughts are with you during this challenging time. Be encouraged that God will definitely sustain you, comfort you, and see you through. He continues to do that me and my family, and will undoubtedly do the same for you. Love you all. God bless!

PAUL AND MELLY ROBERTSON

March 26, 2008

Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

MELISSA O'CARROLL

March 26, 2008

Take comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you.

May your hearts soon be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well-lived.

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief.

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.

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

LOGAN BENNETT

March 26, 2008

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2008

JUANITA KNOWLES

March 26, 2008

CALM on the bosom of our God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!
E'en while with us thy footsteps trod,
His seal was on thy brow.
Dust to its narrow house beneath!
Soul to its place on high!
They that have seen thy look in death
No more may fear to die.

WHITAKER FAMILY

March 26, 2008

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2008

MARVIN WHITAKER

March 26, 2008

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 belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Poetry Foundation

WILLIAM BISHOP

March 26, 2008

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

My prayers and thoughts are with you during this challenging time. Be encouraged that God will definitely sustain you, comfort you, and see you through. He continues to do that me and my family, and will undoubtedly do the same for you. Love you all. God bless!

MRS WALT L.BISHOP

March 26, 2008

God Saw You

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come to me".
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

My prayers and thoughts are with you during this challenging time. Be encouraged that God will definitely sustain you, comfort you, and see you through. He continues to do that me and my family, and will undoubtedly do the same for you. Love you all. God bless!

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