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Bobby Wayne Capps
Birth: Apr. 23, 1931
Granby
Newton County
Missouri, USA
Death: Aug. 16, 2004
Granby
Newton County
Missouri, USA

There is a song by the Christian group, Mercyme called Homesick that describes how I feel when I think of my father... my daddy... being gone. I had a simple link to that song but I have been asked to remove it. What could be so wrong with that? That song shows how my heart is breaking.

Here are the words to that song:

You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

In Christ, there are no goodbye
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again

And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow

I've never been more homesick than now

Thanks to Edda Meinikat for sponsoring my father's page.

Photo at the top done by James Seidelman. What a great job! Thank you!


Born in Granby, Missouri, he was the only son of John Lewis Capps and Mamie Lola Bullington Capps. He married Norma Lee Crowder on March 10, 1957. Two children, Randall Wayne Capps of Macon, Georgia and Sarah Louise Capps of Granby Missouri. Bobby Wayne Capps died at home less than one mile from his birthplace. He was an avid lover of guns and loved his family very much.

He graduated high school from Granby Missouri in 1949, then served in the Korean War. He worked for Coca-Cola and Sperry Vickers, retiring from Vickers in his 50's.

My father's best friend, Bill Greer's son had some "special" chicken eggs that he wanted my father to put into his egg incubator. My father did so, but only one egg hatched. It hatched on Mother's Day so I took this little fluff ball and dropped it into my mother's lap telling her, "Happy Mother's Day."

That little obnoxious chicken who had an attitude from day one grew and became my mother's baby. We had high hopes that it would be a hen, but that was not to be. One morning I heard the most horrible screeching sound that I thought was one of their cocketiels that perhaps was sick. It was Chicky Poo (as he was named) and his first attempt at crowing.

They'd let that little chicken run around on the carpet and my mother would put some corn or cocketiel seed on the carpet for the little "angel" *said with sarcasm* to scratch at and eat. The only way for us to catch him was for my father and myself to say to Chicky Poo, "I'm going to get you," at which time Chicky Poo would run to his "Mommy" for protection and she'd catch him.

That chicken flogged everyone expept my mother. And each morning that chicken would crow his head off. My father would get up each morning at around 4am, watch the news then go back to bed for awhile. Then Chicky Poo would crow at around 7am and my dad would get back up again for the day.

One morning my dad did his usual routine, getting up then going back to bed. Chicky Poo crowed, on que at 7am and my dad said, "There's our alarm clock," and got up to watch TV more. My father would rather lay in front of the TV than to sit in a chair and that is where my mother found him that morning on August 16 2004. My father had suffered one last massive heart attack doing what he liked best: watching the news and eating red grapes.

We always said that had that chicken not crowed, my dad would have died in bed next to my mother. So God made sure that we found that little chicken the May before my dad died. Even though that chicken is still a pain in the backside, we would not take anything for him.

Chicky Poo's Memorial

The Broken Chain

We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name,
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone;
for part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide;
and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us one by one, THE CHAIN will link again.

Author Unknown


 
 
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 Parents:
  John Lewis Capps (1904 - 1978)
  Mamie Lola Bullington Capps (1903 - 1974)
 
Burial:
Diamond Cemetery
Diamond (Newton County)
Newton County
Missouri, USA
 
Created by: Sarah Capps
Record added: Aug 09, 2007
Find A Grave Memorial# 20855237
Bobby Wayne Capps
Added by: Sarah Capps
 
Bobby Wayne Capps
Added by: Sarah Capps
 
Bobby Wayne Capps
Added by: Sarah Capps
 
 
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-Anonymous
 Added: Nov. 7, 2014

- Steve
 Added: Oct. 20, 2014

- maggyislove God bless you!! till we all meet again
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