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Rebecca Higgins Obituary
She is survived by her beloved husband and best friend of 38 years, Thomas W. Higgins Sr.; daughter, Alysia Higgins Slaughter; son and daughter-in-law Thomas W. Jr. and Donita B. Higgins; sisters, Judy Tanck and Marelene Waddell; bothers, Jimmy and Dunnie Dressler; grandchildren, Shane and Jessie Higgins, Rachel and Katie Slaughter.
Becki was preceded in death by her parents, Virgil and Sadie Dressler, and her brother, Richard Dressler. Her family will receive friends from 5 to 8 p.m. on Saturday, April 5, 2008, at the Morrissett Funeral Home, 6500 Iron Bridge Road (Route 10).
Her funeral service will be held 2 p.m. on Sunday, April 6, 2008, at the funeral home. Entombment will be private at a later date. The family requests that contributions be made to your local S.P.C.A. or the Enon Baptist Church Funding, 13607 N. Enon Church Road, Chester, VA 23836.
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Memories and Condolences
for Rebecca Higgins
Bubba and Diane Perkins
April 8, 2008
To Tommy, Tom and Alysia,
We will always remember Becki's laugh, how much she cared for people and animals, and her zest for life. She would light up a room and knew how to have a good time.
Melody Hicks-Chancellor
April 7, 2008
Alysia,
I am so sorry to hear about your loss. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. If I can do anything for you, just let me know.
Melody (Hicks) Chancellor
Judy TANCK
April 4, 2008
My sister Becki,THE BEST SISTER ANYONE COULD ASK FOR,SHE WAS SMART,BEAUTIFUL,HARD WORKER,GREAT WIFE AND MOTHER,GOOD DAUGHTER AND MY
BEST FRIEND,SHE WILL BE MISSED BY ALL. JUDY TANCK
BEST FRIED
THE WAVERLY FAMILY
April 4, 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.
BARBARA VALENTINE
April 4, 2008
Whatever your cross,
Whatever your pain,
There will always be sunshine
After the rain...
Perhaps you may stumble,
Perhaps even fall,
But God's always ready
To answer your call...
He knows every heartache,
Sees every tear,
A word from His lips,
Can calm every fear...
Your sorrows may linger,
Throughtout the night,
But suddenly vanish by
Dawn's early light...
The Savior is waiting
Somewhere above,
To give you His grace,
And send you His love...
Whatever your cross,
Whatever your pain,
"God always sends rainbows...
After the rain..."
Author Unknown
REBECCA DAVIDSON
April 4, 2008
The Day is Done
THE day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time,
For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And tonight I long for rest.
Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;
Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.
Such songs have a power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And comes like the benediction
That follows after prayer.
Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
BRENDA HIGGINS
April 4, 2008
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.
Christina Rossetti
SHELTON GHOLSON
April 4, 2008
Crossing the Bar
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The Poetry Foundation
BILL KING
April 4, 2008
Nature
As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently, that we go
Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,
Being too full of sleep to understand
How far the unknown transcends the what we know.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Poetry Foundation
DAISY NELSON
April 4, 2008
HOW sweet it were, if without feeble fright,
Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight,
An angel came to us, and we could bear
To see him issue from the silent air
At evening in our room, and bend on ours
His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers
News of dear friends, and children who have never
Been dead indeed,--as we shall know forever.
Alas! we think not what we daily see
About our hearths,--angels that are to be,
Or may be if they will, and we prepare
Their souls and ours to meet in happy air;--
A child, a friend, a wife whose soft heart sings
In unison with ours, breeding its future wings.
Teresa, Dane, Charlie, Christian, & Courtney Chase/Justice
April 4, 2008
Our hearts go out to you at this time and in the days ahead.
Michele Starr
April 4, 2008
Alysia, I am so sorry to hear about your mother passing. If you ever need anything, I will be here.
God Bless your family.
April 4, 2008
Our hearts are aching for you, Tommy and children. We are grateful to have known this wonderful lady, "Becki".
Your friends at Door Engineering.
LISTANDER FAMILY
April 4, 2008
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.
MILLY BROWN
April 4, 2008
She is not dead-but only flying higher, higher than she's flown before, And earthly limitations Will hinder her no more. There is no service ceiling, Or any fuel range. And there is no anoxia Or need for engine change. Thank God that now her flight can be To heights her eyes had scanned, Where she can race with comets, And buzz the rainbow's span. For she is universal, Like courage, love and hope, And all free, sweet emotions Of vast and godly scope. And understand a pilot's fate Is not the thing she fears, But rather sadness left behind, Your heartbreak and your tears. So all you loved ones, dry your eyes, Yes, it is wrong that you should grieve, For she would love your courage more, And she would want you to believe. She is not dead. You should have known that she is only flying higher, Higher than she has ever flown.
MARGARET BLALOCK
April 4, 2008
heart so full, open and true
A quality possessed by so few
As a family tragedy did unfold
You put your dreams and hopes on hold
Your concentrating on home and hearth
Only proved to be a deviation in your path
With your talent once again on show
A career blossomed, with only one way to go
Nothing but pure effort, no time to sit
Came the first of many a hit
Some plans seem to go astray
Only to come to fruition another day
Once success finally came, you stayed the same
Even then, you never forgot from whence you came
Supporting children that are hungry and distressed
Once again you prove that you are a cut above the rest
Through your music and actions you have touched my heart
Alas, we are from different worlds, miles apart
Aging slowly long lost stirrings once again are being felt
The ice encompassing my heart is beginning to melt
With the exception of my daughter and mother
I allow myself feelings for no other
Leaving you on the pedestal which I have you on, way up high
Time for me to sit back, enjoy your work and watch the years go by
SANDY WESSON
April 4, 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.
WALT HIGGINS
April 4, 2008
Warm Summer Sun
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.
REBECCA SARA FRANKLIN
April 4, 2008
My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.
The Staff of Morrissett Funeral Home
April 4, 2008
Offering our deepest condolences during this difficult time.
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