Although my heart is sad, I will do my best to write this obituary of our Dad.  Words cannot describe the loss
we feel.  Dad was born on September 12, 1919 to David and Elizabeth Sheets in West Jefferson, NC and left
this world on October 19, 2000, making his stay here 81 years, one month and seven days.  Although, he was
raised in North Carolina, and Tennessee, he made his home in Buchanan County, Virginia for all of his adult life
where he worked as a coal miner until he was made to retire due to black lung and heart disease.  He served in
the United States Army during World War II and received several ribbons and rewards.  He was a member of the
Bethlehem Old Regular Baptist Church since October 10, 1996.  He was preceded in death by his parents, wife,
three brothers, four sisters, and one grandson.  His last brother passed away in January 2001, leaving only one
sister behind.  Left behind also to mourn his passing is one son, Walter “Buddy” Sheets; five daughters; Mrs.
James (Sara) Stump, Mrs. Tex (Elizabeth) Lane, Mrs. Leon (Ruby) Elswick, Mrs. Roy (Gail) Humbert, and Mrs.
Larry (Wanda) Lane, 10 grandchildren, 8 great grandchildren, 1 step-grandchild, and 3-step great-grandchildren.

    Because of the love he gave us and the memories we have, Dad will always remain in our hearts.  Each of us
will remember him in different ways at different times.  It may be in a song we hear, it may be in something we
remember him saying, or it may be in a smile on one of our children or grandchildren that we say that is just like
your grandfather.  During my Dad’s live, he worked hard until the doctors said no more work for you.

    At the end, when he got so sick, he would say I wish I could just close my eyes and the Lord would take me
home, and God did that on Thursday, October 19, 2000, when he said come home my child there is no more
work in the vineyard for you, it is time for you to go rest high on that mountain.  So you see he didn’t lose, he died
in the Lord and that makes my heart glad because I know he only went away with a friend and I believe that he
will receive an award one day that will outshine all the rewards the military had to offer.  So I will say to his
children, grandchildren, greatgrandchildren, friends, and family, Dad loved you and if you will repent and serve
the Lord one glad day we will be able to go to where he is and there we will never have to say goodbye to loved
ones again.  I want my sister Sara (Tudy) and brother-in-law, James Stump, to know how thankful I am that they
were willing to care for him so unselfishly since he came to live with them in 1994 and my prayer is that God will
send them a special blessing.

                            Written by daughter, Gail Humbert.

 At night when I am restless, I often watch the skies
                                                    And fancy that starts I see are watchful angel eyes.
                                                    I seem to draw such comfort from their presence in the night
                                                    They make me feel less alone with their twinkling light.
                                                    So when the world becomes too much, cast your eyes up
                                                    Towards the stars and feel their magic touch.

                                                    I said, “God, I hurt,”
                                                    And God said, “I know.”
                                                    I said, “God, I cry a lot,”
                                                    And God said, “That is why I gave you tears.”
                                                    I said, “God, I am so depressed,”
                                                    And God said, “That is why I gave you sunshine.”
                                                    I said, “God, life is so hard,”
                                                    And God said, “That is why I gave you loved ones.”
                                                    I said, “God, It hurts,”
                                                    And God said, “I know.”
                                                    I said, “God, my loved one died.”
                                                    And God said, “So did mine.”
                                                    I said, “God, it is such a loss,”
                                                    And God said, “I saw mine nailed to a cross.”
                                                    I said, “God, but your loved one lives,”
                                                    And God said, “So does yours.”
                                                    I said, “God, where are they now?”
                                                    And God said, “Mine in on my right and yours in the light...”
Golder Franklin Sheets