The Empty Chair... We miss them!!Loved ones gone, but never forgottenBless you all !

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well
preserved outershell, but rather to skid in sideways,
chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up,
totally worn out and screaming..."WOO-HOO what a ride!"

NOVEMBER 16, 2004 : Harland Harry Stewart....... Stew's mother called us at 8pm and told us his father just passed away at home. He had been very ill with renal disease (kidney failure) and was on dyalysis and also had diabetes. He was 81 on his last birthday, Oct. 20, when we last saw him. Stew's brother Tony is living there with them right now, so is there to comfort his mom. The funeral will be Nov. 20 in Ukiah.

Stew's father started the very first garbage service in Clearlake, Ca. back in about 1960, and Stew was his little helper. When his dad drove the garaage truck, little Stew (age 11) would hop off and grab the cans and empty them, and that was Stew's very first job. After Harland sold the garbage business, he was a bartender many years, and they nicknamed him "Butch".
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Response from learning Harland Stewart passed away on Nov. 16.......
From JOHN DelGADO, Ukiah, Ca.
Ah geez, Gonna miss seein' good ol' Stew around town. I would always run into him around town sittin' in the car waitin' fer Terry's Mom to come back from shopping. I would always recognize their car in the parking lot and there is Stew with his blanket.., "gonna miss that guy", and I'm gonna miss our small town USA parking lot talks. Ol' Stew always knew how to keep a conversation going. I just thought of something, you know Norman Rockwell would have really liked Stew. "In fact if you look at any Norman Rockwell painting, there somewhere in the art, concept, paint, the shadow, and the light, there.., 'right there is Ol' Stew".
John
(John is an ex-employee of Floortown/Ukiah store.....back in the good ole days)

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Nov. 18, From Sara:
We are so sorry for your loss and I hope your memories of happy days and good times help you feel comforted and know he is at peace now. We love you Stew!!
Mike, Sara and Wyatt
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Nov. 16, 2004
Dear Stew and Linda, So sorry to hear about your dad.
I know how hard it it for all of you and just wanted to express
my deepest sympathy. My love to you both. Gail
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STU, WE ARE SO SORRY TO HEAR OF YOUR DAD'S PASSING. I UNDERSTAND HE WAS SUFFERING WITH ILLNESSES AND KNOW HE IS NOW RESTING IN PEACE WITH THE GOOD LORD! GUESS THIS IS TIME TO REFLECT BACK ON THE GOOD DAYS SHARED AS A YOUNG BOY & MAN WITH YOUR DAD. I AM SURE YOUR HEART IS SAD AND WILL MISS HIM ALOT. OUR THOUGHTS GO OUT TO YOU AND YOUR MOM & SIBLINGS DURING THIS TIME. REMEMBERING HIM WILL KEEP HIM ALIVE IN YOUR HEART FOREVER. PART OF HIS SOUL MADE YOU THE GOOD MAN YOU ARE TODAY!!!! GOD BLESS STU AND BIG HUG FROM ME,
LOVE SALLINA, DARIN AND DREW

Nov. 20, 2004: From Uncle Paul and Aunt Janie in Bellflower, Ca.- Sorry to hear about your dad. Hope your mother and family are handling it okay. We wanted to send a card, but don't have your address or phone number.
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He danced with the best, contests were his quest,
The memories of these years, he used to diminish his fears.
He received Betty in matrimony, Then came Terry, Elaine and Tony,
Difficult times often astounded, but the good times abounded.
He enjoyed the historical review, and marveled at anything new,
He loved concerts in the park, and often stayed until dark.

Life became illness and despair, but he knew God was always there,
The tears came for friends who had gone, he knew it would not be long.
The children had grown, though some had come home,
To share in the haze of his last days.
Then one night in November, so all could remember,
He said, "Get some rest, my dear wife, as I am about to leave your life,
I know it will be tough, But I've had enough."
He heard some great music, saw a bright light, and danced off out of sight.
(For Harland "Butch" Stewart 11-16-2004)

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FEBRUARY 7, 2005.... (Stew's cousin)
FROM: DAVID WAY
Terry, I miss your dad. I remember him when we were kids how he would say something that sounded loud, abrupt and brash on the surface but he would then grin at us just a little afterwards. A few years ago we went to Oregon for one of the family reunions in our Rabbit, the only car we had running at that time. I don't know how we cajoled Cheri into squeezing into that car with the rest of us and our camping gear. You see, she has claustraphobia. On the way back Steve and I had to fix the wiring on the radiador fan circuit only to have it overheat and die just north of Ukiah. I hitched a ride into Ukiah to your folks house and your dad helped us to get the car towed and later to get a U-Haul truck with a hitch to pull it back to San Jose. Cheri came away with a love for your parents that I had the chance to develop growing up at Clear Lake. Your dad will be missed, and loved by us.
Hope all is well.
Dave

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Nov. 14, 2004: JC's UNCLE JOE passed this week......
Our condolences go out to Alice and family 11/14/04: I was informed by email this week from Grandma Audra,
that her sister Alice's husband Joe passed on this week,
so it's a sad household right now. Joe and Alice have lived next door to Audra
for many years. I understand he was in a coma before he passed,
and know not what type of illness he had. Our sympathy goes out to them.

When the roll is
called up yonder,
the angels will come....

Oh, how we miss you!!

Linda's father: Truman Charlie Andrews Born: 09/27/1917 Died: 10/29/1984 Birthplace: Near Mixon, Logan County, Arkansas
Linda's mother: Ruby Veneal (Doshier) Andrews Born: 09/05/1919 Died: 05/08/2002 Birthplace: Near Booneville, Logan County, AR.
Linda's sister: Jeanetta Lee (Andrews) Gerrity Born: 12/06/1940 Died: 11/14/1998 Birthplace: Napa, California

Bless you,
Jennie...
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Ruby's brother's and sisters who have passed on: Doyle, Jack, Estelle, Genelle
Doyle and Mildred's son: Richard (my cousin)
Aunt Janie's son and daughter: Mike and Kathy
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IN MEMORY OF BEVERLY BAIN, sister of James Warren Bain (Breca & Locki's father).
She lived in Las Vegas for many years, after moving there with her family from Napa.
Her parents were Fran and "Curly" Curt Bain. EMAIL FROM LOCKI:

Subject: Aunt Beverly passed away today, Oct. 16, 2002
Dear Aunt Gail and Aunt Linda,
I am very sad and sorry to tell you that
Beverly passed away today. Even though she has
been so ill it was unexpected to be so soon.
Her daughter Sharon and my Dad were with her.
She will be missed very much. I am glad you both were able to see her
when you were here visiting this summer.
I love you both,
Locki

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OCTOBER 23, 2002 EMAIL FROM MY DAUGHTER JETTA:
Dear Mom,
Did you know that my Aunt Christy died
a few weeks ago? Jake just told me a second
ago.
I have no idea why Dad didnt tell me
when it happened. I guess she had a seizure or
something and had bad damage to her body from all
the drugs she used to take when younger and wilder.
Weird. If I find out any particulars I will let you know.
Or maybe Jake already told you. She was 50 years old.
Love, JETTA KEENEY

Christina Keeney, born in 1952, died Oct. 2002. Sister of Warren M. Keeney and Michael
Dale Keeney. MAY SHE REST IN PEACE...................

This is my father,
TRUMAN CHARLIE ANDREWS born in Mixon County, Arkansas 09/27/1917. He passed on
10/29/1984 of heart attack. I love him dearly and miss him.
His nick name was "Andy" and he resided in Napa, Ca. for most of his life, and died there. His second wife, who has since passed on was Vera Posey Green Andrews.

When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things we didn't get to say. I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, and each time you think of me I know you'll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand, and said my place was ready in heaven far above, and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye, for all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die. I had so much to live for and so much yet to do, it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for awhile, I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me. And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne, He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you". Today for life on earth is past but here it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, and since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past. But you have been so faithful, so trusting, and so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do. But you have been forgiven and now at last you�re free. So won't you take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, for every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.
ALWAYS REMEMBER......
People come into your life for a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime. When you know which one it is for a person, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered, and now it is time to move on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons: things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being a part of my life!
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Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away!!
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Annabelle Bumerts aka Lynda Pearl Smith, born Sept. 28, 1984 at St. Rose Hospital in Hayward,
California.
She will be 21 in Sept. 2005, and so far has not responded to our attempts to be in touch with her.
By now, I no longer have an address for her, as they apparently moved and my mail was returned.

I found this photo on the
web of Annabelle. I think she was
17 or 18 in this photo. Apparently, she is quite the equestrian, like Sara is.
Your birth mother, Sara Jill Smith hopes you will search for
us someday, and so do I!!! So far, as of 2005, you are my only grandaughter.
You could find us with this link information.
Annabelle's adoptive parents are Kate (Kathryn)Hill Bumerts (attorney at law)
and Peter Bumerts, former district attorney in Santa Rosa, California.
Annabelle's father is Cecil James Davis; last known city he lived in was Eugene,
Oregon. He was of American Indian heritage. That is all I know. Sara may know more.
My niece in Santa Rosa works at the dental office where
Annabelle has had all of her dental work done throughout the years,
and has seen Annabelle many times.
ANNABELLE, IF YOU ARE READING THIS, I AM WRITING IT IN JANUARY 2005.
IF ANYTHING SHOULD HAPPEN TO ME AND I AM IN HEAVEN WHEN YOU READ THIS,
PLEASE TRY TO CONTACT OTHER MEMBERS OF OUR FAMILY. Sara is moving very soon
to Lumberton, North Carolina with her husband Mike.
Maybe you could locate them there. Your half brother
Wyatt will be there also. He was born May 9, 1999.