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Biographies are where we share about family & friends to connect with others who remember them.
Daniel Pinna:
"Celebrating Thanksgiving with mom and Lisa. Kathy lived from 9 - 16 years old in Seattle. She had thanksgiving with grandma Nel and grandpa Shirley at noon and then at 5 they drove across Seattle to Magnolia Bluff to celebrate with Aunt Elaine (grandpa’s sister) since she wouldn’t talk or interact with Shirley (her step grandfather). Her father was Hollis and when her mother died they adopted out all of the girls including Elaine."
Carrie Woodlock:
Kenny had 2 daughters with Angela. He has one sister. He was engaged at the time of his passing to Carrie D Woodlock. Kenny was very outgoing. He was a very talented singer and also played the drums.
He loved to make people laugh and he loved camping and fishing. In his profession he landscaped and loved being outside.
James Eiden:
Adopted by Vincent & Irene Kozlowski
James’s parents were Betty Eiden & Paul Eiden
Vince lived at this home, most of his life, especially as a child. This was a bar known as the Wagner Inn. Hence his favorite story was we need to ask a mother for a drink of soda. She denied him and gave him beer instead. Back in that era late 1800s early 1935 many deaths and sickness had occurred from bad water. Because beer and other liquor was distilled, it was purified, and those who drank it were healthier.
Cynthia Raysor:
Felicia is my mother - I am Cynthia Raysor the eldest daughter of Felicia Dionne Mobley Raysor. There are seven of us. Three boys and four girls. My mother’s life was cut short at 32 yrs old due to domestic gun violence. I was there went it occurred at our home. I was only 10 yrs old st the time. My mother was a very hard worker. She had just finished college and she was working three jobs to provide for us. I could go on and on, but it will take a whole book to write out her life story.
Marquis Elliott:
My uncle John - When I was a little girl my uncle worked everyday building houses. He packed his lunch for work everyday so when he would come home in the evening as soon as he got out the car I would run to him asking him if I could have some of his soda and he would tell me no. So on this one time he said yes and handed it to me so I took it and turned it up to my mouth and when it got to my mouth I spit it out so fast because it wasn’t soda it was liquor. He said now he won’t have to worry about me anymore.
Henrietta Young:
My paternal Grandmother - She lived in Heath Springs, SC. She was my father's mother (Henry Lewis). She was mixed, Caucasian & Cherokee Indian. Me and my sister lived with her and her youngest child/son (Frank Lewis) for a little while. We later moved on with other relatives (mother passed after having my youngest brother) but we would go back to visit. Everytime I visited she would make me a 3 layer coconut cake. Best cake in the world.
Tammy Sue:
Grandpa’s garden - If you ever knew my grandpa he was a very hard worker, his garden was his passion he loved to fish as well. He was always a jokester but loved to tease grandma all the time. I miss laying on his clothes from work every morning he wore. That smell I absolutely love to this day! I miss him so much. Until we meet again grandpa.
Love Always,
Jimmy/paddlefoot
(Tammy)
Willard Wade:
My loving grandfather. - This was my mother, Juanita's, father. He was in the hospital and she was living in St Petersburg, Florida. She got the word and travelled up to Lyons to visit him. Unfortunately, on April 17, 1972, she suffered a massive heart attack while there in the hospital and passed away. My grandfather passed five days later and we had a double funeral on the following day. I was just 13 years old when this occurred. I used to love visiting my grandparents farm out in the country. My grandmother, Julia, all of my mom's sibling and a multitude of cousins and in laws would usually gather at their house for my grandfather's birthdate. I truly miss those days so long ago. I simply cannot believe that they have been gone for over 1/2 a century.
Donna Manier:
Lacey was my father’s brother, he was the eldest of 4 brothers. One sister died early in life. - Uncle Lacey visited our family just about every week when I was a child. He played the piano, told us stories, made us laugh by tickling us. My younger siblings called him the “tickling man”. He was married to aunt Lila and had a son Paul. They lived in a big house on Annapolis Road in Inkster. I have wonderful memories of Uncle Lacey because he brought laughter, fun, and joy to our home.
Anita LeNorman:
Glenda was an angel - Glenda was my stepmom. She was one of the sweetest people you could ever know. She was kind, sweet and loving.
I did manage to see her later in life but later lost touch due to my cancer diagnosis. I hoped she knew that I loved her dearly and still think about her and miss her so much.
