Welcome to Horace's Beloved Hearts Memorial
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Memories of Horace
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He was born a bouncing 11 lbs, 4 ozs on October 18, 1942. When he was a young boy of 9 he was shot with a shotgun by a neighborhood boy which resulted in the loss of his right hand and half his arm. He was sent to a rehabilitation place when he was about 12 years old and came home with a hook. He refused to wear it. Through his teenage years he did everything the other boys did. He played basketball, football, etc. He refused to be pitied. He was a loner, very quiet, didn't talk much. He became a juvenile delinquent during his high school days and got sent to a school for wayward boys. He said later it was the best thing that ever happened to him because he was on his own and was treated like everyone else. At the age of 20 he became a deputy sheriff's radio operator in DeFuniak Springs, FL where he met his wife to be Delores Lawrence. They married and moved to Lake Wales where he then became a police officer for the Lake Wales Police Dept. He rose quickly to the rank of Chief Investigator and became their first plain clothes detective. He received many citations and recognition for his outstanding work with the FBI and the Alcohol and Tobacco Agency. He received the Outstanding Young Man of America Award in 1969. During this time he and Delores had two children, DeAnna and Kevin. He went into business for himself in 1971 as a Private Detective and worked until his health failed. He received a kidney transplant in 1987 and returned to full time work in Security until his death November 20, 2005. He was a wonderful man, husband, father and grandfather. He was so handsome. He went from that 11 lbs, 4 ozs to 6' 5" and weighed over 200 lbs. He was really gorgeous! He will be missed every minute of every hour of every day until we meet again. He became a born-again Christian in 1987 and had peace all his days after that. His sense of humor and wit never stopped. He was so loved by us. He was my "Chester", DD's "Pappy", Kevin's "Dad" and our grandkids' "PeePaw". I was his "Esther", DD was his "DD-Daniel", Kevin was his "Bubba", Ashley was his "MaryEmma or Juanita", Lauren was his "Lori" and Daniel Seth was his "Dano". He loved our daughter-in-law Amy, thought she was so beautiful, teased her mercilessly. Our son-in-law Owen he respected and appreciated because he was so good to our little girl. Time does not heal. God heals, he made the time. We had 43 years together, not nearly enough. But, we will one day have forever together, sometimes I can hardly wait. We were truly one and I never dreamed it would be this hard without him. I never dreamed I would hurt like this and feel this loneliness and emptiness. I am so glad he went home first. I would never have wanted him to go through this. Praise God for Heaven, what hope we have, to know we will be together again one day. What do people do without that knowledge, what do they do without God to help them through the dark days? I wish I had written down every time he told me he loved me, every funny thing he said, all our little private jokes. We had such fun together, even during the last 3 years he was bedridden and so sick he still joked and was so funny. He was so special. There will never be another. We released him to go be with the Lord, the kids and I, and we told him so. I told him if he wanted to stay that we would continue the fight. But he had fought so hard and he was so tired. He died peacefully with no pain. We cried, loved on the body that just minutes before had housed his soul and spirt. We cut off a lock of his hair and said goodbye to the form he lived in, knowing that even now he was in Paradise with no pain, no suffering and whole again for the first time in 54 years. In the beginning he did it his way, but before he left this world he had done it God's way. I used to ask him when he came home from work, after he got saved and after the transplant if he had a good day - he'd say, "Yep, they're all good anymore." As for his "disability or handicap" he never felt sorry for himself but he told me he did feel sorry for people who didn't know what it was like. He could tie shoes, make banana sandwiches and even change our babies and grandbabies diapers. They were a little lopsided and loose but he did it. So love each other like this will be your last day together. Say all the things you want to say to each other. Make wonderful memories. Take lots of pictures and videos. Have lots of talks together, spend quality time and quantity time with each other. Quit being so busy. Get your relationship with God right, so you will be together in eternity. This place is not our home, we really are just passing through. Don't hold onto any material things too tightly, keep the main thing the main thing--love God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength and then love your neighbor as yourself. Remember, God promises a safe landing - but He doesn't promise a calm passage. God Bless. |
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