|Birth: ||Apr. 23, 1938|
|Death: ||Jan. 4, 2003|
The hour glass, with its sands of time has slowly surely spilled its contents, with the passing of the sand went the life of our mother, friend, and loved one.
Barbara Jean Chatman Carter was born April 23, 1938 to the late Charlie Chatman II, and Mary Katherine Taylor Chatman. She departed this life January 4, 2003 after an extended illness.
She received her education at Cruzen Elementary and Haynes High School. In 1989, she graduated from the Nashville State Technical Institute with a certificate in computer operations.
At an early age, Barbara professed a hope in Christ and united with St. Matthew A.M.E. Church. In 1992, she united with Temple Church under the leadership of Bishop Dr. Michael Lee Graves, and was a faithful member until her illness.
Barbara was preceded in death by father, Charles Chatman II and sister, Odelia B. Chatman. She leaves to mourn her passing: her former husband, John A. Carter Sr.; loving children, Stanley E. Chatman, Karen L. Chatman, John A. Carter Jr., Ronald D. Carter, and and Kimberly R. Carter; sisters Charlene Bentley, Ellen (Ernest) Smith, Wille Mae Winston, Margaret (Carl) Chambers; brother, Charles (Patricia) Chatman III; great aunt Bessie Shields; uncle Willie "Junior" Buford; devoted cousin and friend Benny Wright; dear friends, Shirley Bowman & Omentress Anderson; many nieces, nephews, cousins, relatives and friends.
Visitation with the family Friday, January 10, 2003 from 6 - 7 p.m., at Temple Church, 3810 Kings Lane, with the funeral to follow. Bishop Michael Lee Graves, Pastor. Pastor Darryl Drumwright officiating.
Interment Greenwood Cemetery, Saturday at 10 a.m. Lewis & Wright Funeral Directors, 2500 Clarksville Hwy., Richard A. Lewis, Director, (615) 255-2371. Cortege will leave Funeral Home at 9:30 a.m.
Charles J. Chatman (1918 - 1973)
Mary Katherine Taylor Chatman (1919 - 2012)
Barbara Jean “Bobbie Jean” Chatman Carter (1938 - 2003)
Willie Mai Chatman Winston (1944 - 2006)*
O'Dellia Bell Chatman (1946 - 1973)*
"When I come to the end of the road,
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little - but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared
Miss me - but let me go.
For this journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the master’s plan
A step on the road home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know.
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me - but let me go."
Maintained by: James R Taylor
Originally Created by: Sharon J. Wilson
Record added: Jul 25, 2003
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