He Only Takes The Best
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be,
so He put his arms around you
and whispered “Come with Me.“
With tear filled eyes we watched
as you suffered and faded away,
although we loved you deeply
we could not will you to stay.
A gold heart stopped beating,
hard working hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to show us,
He Only Takes The Best!
I love you and am going to miss you tremendously - Kim Jones Dean (her daughter).
God blessed me with a friend like you,
who was also my first cousin too.
He chose us from the same tree,
so that we would search and share
our family genealogy.
He took us from rags to riches,
even though we were poor.
He gave us the intelligence
to appreciate those who had lived before.
I never knew for sure
what you were asking me.
The day when you said,
"How well do you know your family"?
Now you too,
are on the other side,
And I sit and wonder
to the question why?
And it came to me one night in a dream
You hadn't left just
that you had moved on to a better place
where all of our ancestors now call home.
Arbutus "Arby" Durham (1st cousin to Helen)
I met Alene first in 1994. She came to our house and wanted to borrow my great grandfather's picture (Britt Hall) so she could make a copy. I didn't even know her so I told her I would have her one made.
She kept coming back for visits. We worked on our family tree and talked for hours. I never saw Alene without an R.C. It was so much a part of her.
She always made time to come show me what she had found in her research and she always brought me a copy.
One day she brought her sister Helen and Helen's daughter Kim. It was like we had known each other all our lives.
We three older ones were so happy that a young one like Kim had taken such an interest in our research obsession. It was great. Someone cared enough to carry on for us.
I miss Helen and Alene. Sometimes I get kind of angry that we grew up within 25 miles of each other and did not meet until we were nearing our 50's.
These two women were like walking in and opening a treasure chest. They knew things about my father's relatives that I never knew. They brought a life to my great grandmother through their stories from their grandmother. Alene took me to Julian Lankford's grave. None of us knew where it was.
It was always something new and exciting.
Helen and Alene were my cousins but in my heart, they were two of the best friends I ever had. I love them very much.
Thank you God that we got to meet each other!
Norma Hall Collins (2nd cousin to Helen).