Roger Carroll Conley

Roger Conley Obituary

Roger Carroll Conley, 59, of Pearisburg, died Thursday, August 14, 2008, in the Veterans Administration Medical Center in Salem after a long illness. Born in Giles County on September 15, 1948, he was a son of the late Allen Edward and Elsie Perkins Conley. He had been employed as a custodian at K-Mart in Christiansburg and was a veteran of the United States Army, Viet Nam Era. He is survived by his wife, Linda Whittaker Conley, of Virginia Beach; a daughter and son-in-law, Sherry and Daniel Chewning, of Georgia; a stepdaughter and her husband, Tammy and John Foltz, of North Carolina; a brother and sister-in-law, Allen Edward Jr. and Faye Conley, of Narrows; two sisters and brothers-in-law, Lilly Mae and David Lee Mullins, of Pearisburg, and Mary Maggie and Jessie Niece, of Pearisburg; and two grandchildren. Funeral services will be conducted 11 a.m. Monday, August 18, 2008, in the Kendall Funeral Home at 605 Snidow St. in Pembroke with Pastor Eddie Kendall officiating. Burial will follow in the Anderson Cemetery at Mt. View with VFW Post 6000 from Narrows, American Legion Post 311 from Pembroke and Post 68 from Narrows providing Graveside Military Rites. The family will receive friends at the funeral home on Sunday evening, August 17, 2008, from 6 to 8 p.m. Online condolences may be sent by visiting kendallfuneralhome.com.

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Published by Roanoke Times from Aug. 15 to Aug. 16, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
for Roger Conley

3 Entries

Margie Craighead

August 17, 2008

To; The Conley family
I am so sorry for your lost and hope everyone is doing well. I send my sympathy to each and everyone of you! Roger is resting comfortably now and is in no pain.
My Blessings;
Margie

Carolyn (Sissy) Perkins Woodson

August 15, 2008

Ed, Maggie, Sissy
I regret that due to my health I cannot be with you at this time. But know that I am with you in Spirit. Roger is resting now and not in pain. May God be with you to comfort you at this time.

Bob Britt

August 15, 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)
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