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Charles Byron “Charley” Bedinger

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Charles Byron “Charley” Bedinger Veteran

Birth
Ridge Farm, Vermilion County, Illinois, USA
Death
10 Dec 1962 (aged 69)
Taneyville, Taney County, Missouri, USA
Burial
Branson, Taney County, Missouri, USA Add to Map
Plot
Secton 4, Row 6 (Soldiers' Circle)
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Charles Byron Bedinger was the 11th of 14 children born to Claretta (Burton) and Joseph Bryant Bedinger. He moved to Wichita, Kansas as a young man, where he met and married Minnie Krieble. For many years he was the go-to person for family history and maintained a lively, informative correspondence with numerous nieces and nephews, generously assisting them in compiling their genealogy. He was possessed of a beautiful singing voice and entertained for several years before becoming an Ozarks radio personality. A gifted writer and poet, he penned this for his mother's funeral booklet:

GOD'S OWN FUNERAL GARDEN

The rose sends forth its fragrance,
The beauty is sublime;
We see it in its splendor,
In the morn of our springtime.

Kissed by dewy morning,
Caressed by sunset eve;
Sad is its departure,
When it droops and finally leaves.

We miss the wondrous fragrance
And the crimson color rare;
But in God's funeral garden,
'twill be waiting for us there.

No petals there have fallen,
No drooping or drowsy head;
But blooms afresh with fragrance,
In God's own funeral bed.

A pillow made of roses
And shrubs placed at our feet;
In God's own funeral garden,
In the land of blissful sleep.

Family pride and patriotism were hallmarks of his character and he was especially proud to have served his country as a Mess Sargeant in Company F, 139th Infantry in World War I.
Charles Byron Bedinger was the 11th of 14 children born to Claretta (Burton) and Joseph Bryant Bedinger. He moved to Wichita, Kansas as a young man, where he met and married Minnie Krieble. For many years he was the go-to person for family history and maintained a lively, informative correspondence with numerous nieces and nephews, generously assisting them in compiling their genealogy. He was possessed of a beautiful singing voice and entertained for several years before becoming an Ozarks radio personality. A gifted writer and poet, he penned this for his mother's funeral booklet:

GOD'S OWN FUNERAL GARDEN

The rose sends forth its fragrance,
The beauty is sublime;
We see it in its splendor,
In the morn of our springtime.

Kissed by dewy morning,
Caressed by sunset eve;
Sad is its departure,
When it droops and finally leaves.

We miss the wondrous fragrance
And the crimson color rare;
But in God's funeral garden,
'twill be waiting for us there.

No petals there have fallen,
No drooping or drowsy head;
But blooms afresh with fragrance,
In God's own funeral bed.

A pillow made of roses
And shrubs placed at our feet;
In God's own funeral garden,
In the land of blissful sleep.

Family pride and patriotism were hallmarks of his character and he was especially proud to have served his country as a Mess Sargeant in Company F, 139th Infantry in World War I.


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