As we set here so broken hearted with an emptiness that only God can heal, we will try to write the obituary of
our precious Daddy.  We could fill up many, many pages of kind works and deeds that Daddy done but the life
that Daddy led already explains it all.

   Daddy leaves to mourn his passing, Mommy, Marna Joyce; one son, Michael Francis; five daughters, Kathy
Slone, Kandy Jacobs, Sherry Childers, Reece Casebolt and Deseriee Jones; five sons-in-law, Hershel Jacobs,
Claude Childers, Ricky Casebolt, Michael Jones and one preceded him in death, Harlan Slone.  He leaves to
mourn his passing his precious grandchildren, which he cherished with all his heart, Rolan, Jason and Robin
Slone, Jamie and Jennifer Slone, Clariss Nolan, Amanda Jones and Haley and Shana Casebolt.  He also had
three step-grandchildren, Kenneth, Courtney and Steven.  Daddy also leaves other relatives and a host of friends.

   I remember back two years ago when they told Daddy he had cancer and only had six months to a year to
live, what he reaction was: He said, “it’s in God’s hands and until He gets ready for me I’ll be right here.”  He told
me on the way home that day that he wasn’t going to accept that because he wanted to be with his family and
stay with us as long as he could.  He lived two years.  The doctor said he was strong willed and had lots of faith.

   Daddy had great faith and he showed it to us in the time of his sickness.  Daddy belonged to the Ivy Point
Church which he loved a lot and worked hard for the church until he became too sick... Daddy loved his church

   As we sat near Daddy’s bed and watched his sweet exchange, I will never forget how I seen Daddy lighten
up.  He looked like he had a light shining on him and I know that was God taking him home, away from him pain
and suffering.

   Daddy, we love you and you already knew that, we miss you so much... We will take care of Mommy and be
good to and love one another.  We will never forget what you taught us and how you taught us.  We will tell your
smaller grandchildren that are too small to understand about you and each step they grow we know you’ll be
looking down on them and each step we take, Daddy, will be a step closer to you.  We will not say goodby, but
just sleep, Daddy, until we meet again....We Love You!

                                           Your Broken Hearted Family
Donald B Francis