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Debbie G.~ In Memory of Dad, John A. Geurin (#46782349)
 member for 10 years, 6 months, 25 days
Joseph L Guerin at Marietta National Cemetery
I saw that you had left a flower at his memorial page and wanted to let you know that I have added a headstone photo to his page.

Thanks for all your contributions to Find a Grave.

Added by pbsancestry on May 14, 2013 12:40 PM

Diane ღ
Memorial Day 2012
"From the president of the United States and grateful Nation."

I remember the words so clearly as they handed my Mother the flag. I had never heard those words before that. As I stood there on that cold November Day, thoughts came swirling in my head. I flashed back to my fathers entire demeanor. How he organized his clothing drawers were. How he lived with honor, how military he was. How he had wanted to be in the National Cemetery and I was so against it.

It was like it was all coming together in my head, I was seeing experiences known only to those understanding military tradition.

He was part of this white sea of headstones belonging to the men and women who valiantly defended our nation. His military back bone had always been there.

He served as a Chaplin ministering to Vets at the Minneapolis Veterans Hospital for years. He was on the honor guard for awhile. He gave blood routinely as he was AB negative, the rarest blood type in the world. Many nights he would get a 2 am call and out the door he would go to give blood because someone was in need. It took me years to understand what a military man is. He lived our nation and preserving it's goodness my entire life.

Memorial Day means so many different things to our society. The start of summer, picnics, it is the official end of winter where I live.

To veterans it is a time of reflection, of their courage, sacrifices, pride and loss. My son has lost 2 friends to the Iraq war, and another that came back severely injured and is struggling with his injuries and each day is a gift as those days are slipping away from him.

Memorial Day we bring into memory those that have fought for our freedom. I would like to thank you, for your Father, Son, daughter, husband, ancestor, or maybe even you, for the scarifies your families have endured to keep America out of harms way.

That as we begin Memorial Day 2012 our families remain strong and we are enduring together what our nation is all about....

"First in WAR ... First in PEACE ... and First in the HEARTS of his countrymen."
George Washington.

Memorial tribute

Added by Diane ღ on May 26, 2012 7:46 PM

Diane ღ
Merry Christmas!

I have been working Christmas day for as long as I can remember. It has always been by choice. Although the double pay and a half is an incentive. It is the one day a year I know I can make a difference.

There are always the "ones" who are sitting by the elevator door waiting for their family to come. The "ones" who have no family but still hope for a visitor. The "ones" who's family can't come due to distance but they still hope. And the "ones" who have family but have long been forgotten.

There was a time when you could walk into a hospital or nursing home and visit with people. Now you have to go through "channels" you have to have clearance. In some cases if you want to volunteer to visit, you have to have a back ground check.

What has happened to us? We need each other so badly yet as a society we have been forced to part. As I walk through the stores and malls I can see people on the verge of tears. It is there ,right there under the surface, as time goes on it is getting harder for people to hide their pain.

The pain of what we are becoming in this treasured nation is worn on our peoples faces. Many have lost homes, jobs, and most of all hope. Hopes definition is, the emotional state which promotes the belief in a positive outcome related to events and circumstances in one's life. How simple a definition can be said yet it's meaning is so vital to us all.

We are in the season of "hope'" it is more than time for hope to return to us. It is time to bring it back . We can have hope for a brighter future, to be more kind to each other, to help one another through this, and to ease each others pain if it is only with a glance and a smile of I understand, I am standing here with you.

We are a strong stubborn nation, built on a foundation of caring and taking care of each other. We can't let hope leave us.

On a Christmas morning long ago a baby was born into this world to bring us everlasting life. That was the beginning of hope. That was our salvation and our link to peace. The grouping of the words Faith, Hope, Love, Joy, Peace, are seen everywhere at this time of year.

I am sending you my wish that those words will not be words but an ointment to wash away your pain, your uncertainty of tomorrow and to send you my hope, that Faith, Hope, Love, Joy, and Peace, are part of your life each and everyday of the New Year.

Cyber Christmas Hugs,


Added by Diane ღ on Dec 16, 2011 9:08 PM

Diane ღ
Miss you my friend,
Thanksgiving Day Blessings...

Thanksgiving as a kid we had Halloween, then Thanksgiving, and then Christmas it was like leading up to the Super Bowl. In Minnesota it was almost worth the Halloween snow storm that does not stop until May. You got three wonderful holidays and it ended with presents. How much better could it get?

I remember one year my Mom had slaved over 4 pumpkin pies. She wanted them to cool quickly so she put them out on a ledge that actually was a cooling ledge right out side the kitchen window. It took about a minute and a half for the squirrels to find it. They had a party. There was about 7 of them swimming in her pies. I remember her standing at the window just looking out. All of us came running to see what she was looking at.

Squirrels were throwing pumpkin pie at each other one was running back and forth to feed another squirrel who was too frightened to approach the window. You could hear the holiday bliss and squirrels almost singing through the window. Their little furry faces were orange and they were chewing as fast as they could. Two of them thought it would be a good idea to take one home and were trying to drag a pie off.

I remember it was just mayhem out that window. Here she was, with 5 little children standing with her watching us, watch her face. None of us giggled or moved or even were breathing for a few minutes as we all stood there.

What would she do? She had been making pies for 2 days. I kept thinking she is going to explode any second. She left the window, went over to the freezer and pulled out 2 store bought frozen pies. Put them on the counter and looked at us kids.

In a low deep voice she said, "who did you think I was baking those pies for? The squirrels have to have Thanksgiving too".

It was so funny, I remember her reaction was almost as funny as what was going on outside that window. We laughed and watched. She was just going to be alright with this even if it killed her.

For days there were squirrels with stained orange faces jumping around the yard and all she would say is....Well, I know which ones did it, and I will be watching for them come Christmas.

Now I look back on those precious days so differently. It is about being together and seeing your family. Some that only are able to come for holidays due to distance. It is about seeing that one or two family members that always leave you shaking your head. It is about the new life, the babies and kids that are living the Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas Super Bowl.

We all have our memories of those who have gone before, don't let those memories make you sad, keep them close to your heart because those memories are what keep them near to us, they live on, when we can smile and see the squirrels faces covered in pumpkin on a cold winters day.

May the Joy and Hope of Thanksgiving bring you into the Christmas season refreshed and ready to party on.

Cyber Hugs,


Added by Diane ღ on Nov 22, 2011 10:51 AM

Carolyn Green
Rocky Mount Cemetery
hi, debbie, i'm with the rusk county historical commission and we're working on getting this cemetery in rusk county, tx registered. would you happen to know any of your family, the guerins, that are in this area that we could contact for further history on it?
i'll try to get the pictures that you requested for you when i go out there again.

Added by Carolyn Green on Nov 10, 2011 6:39 PM

Old Southern Belle
Mountain View BC Cemetery
Since you provided the photo for the cemetery I was wondering if you could tell us exactly where this cemetery is. According to map direction I have it is N.E. of Buchanan off Mt View Rd. Which is no where near Poplar Springs. I have many ancestors there and would like to get it correct in my journal. I have asked you this here so others who have the same problem will know where to look near Buchanan. My map shows the following:

From the intersection of US27/SR120 in Buchanan travel east on SR120 to Five Points Road. Turn left and travel 3.8 miles. Continue straight on Mountain View Road for 2.4 miles to Mountain View Loop. Turn left and travel 0.5 miles.
Church and cemetery are on the left.

- is it correct that it is NOT in Poplar Springs?
Thank you

Added by Old Southern Belle on Aug 29, 2011 1:12 PM

Nancie Lovett Perdue Whitfield Dubard
East View Cemetery - Adairsville, GA
Hi - I was working on my Watters line and saw your picture of the tombstone for E. J. Watters. However, it is posted incorrectly - dates do not match.

The pic is posted correctly for Emmett J. Watters in the same cemetery.

Would you mind deleting the incorrect posting for E. J. Watters? If you have any questions, please contact me directly:

Thanks so much!

Added by Nancie Lovett Perdue Whit... on May 21, 2011 3:46 PM

Karla Kelley-Cardell
Mack M. Kelley
Hi, Debbie! Thank you so much for getting the headstone pic of Mack Kelley in Cassville and submitting it! Looks like it needed a little cleaning to be able to read it. I really appreciate your time!

Kindest regards,

Added by Karla Kelley-Cardell on Mar 22, 2011 10:32 AM

Blessed Always
One Thing At Christmas We Always Like To Do...Is Send "God's Blessings" To Special Ones Like You. God Bless You With The Most Joyous Christmas Season. I Thank My God Upon Every Remembrance Of You.~Philippians 1:3 Ron & Jan

Added by Blessed Always on Dec 24, 2010 12:44 PM

Diane ღ
Merry Christmas Debbie!
My most memorable Christmas started in October, I was pregnant and had became ill with kidney failure. I spent October and November in the hospital, fighting to give the baby a chance. I was told the baby weighed about one pound. There was no hope the child could survive outside of my body. We wanted this baby so badly. We had been hoping, and waiting to have a little one to call our own.

I was getting weaker but the baby was still growing. Giving this little one time to grow strong was all that mattered.

On November 27 my doctor entered my hospital room and told me both the baby and I were in danger, the time had come. I delivered by C section a 2 pound 2 oz baby boy. He went to a different hospitals Neo Natal intensive care unit and because of my recovery I didn't see him for three days.

I called the hospital to check how he was doing, it never seamed that he was alright. He was struggling and his life seemed like a distant reality.

I was discharged Dec 1, and I finally got to see my boy. I remember how small he was, about the length of my hand, I couldn't touch him because he had tubes and needles sticking all over his body. I had decided I could hold his little foot, that maybe somehow he would know I was there.

December 12, the doctor told us that Brice had cysts on one of his lungs and his lung had to be removed. It happened so quickly, there was little time to comprehend what was going on. That day the real fight began to keep him alive.

We stood off to the side and watched and waited for a change. Words like unstable, not responding, life threatening took on a whole new meaning. Numbers became our lifeline to our son, his vital signs were all important. Sometimes it felt like I was on a crash medical course. I knew that as long as those numbers stayed stable he was all right; to stray would mean possible death.

The numbers dipped and then elevated, day after day we became more dedicated to being at the hospital. It was as if our life stopped, except in that sterile environment. Although I knew it was Christmas time I never felt Christmasy. No Christmas presents were bought. No tree in our home. It was just winter stretching out before us in the darkness of the unknown.

On Christmas Eve I was standing next to his incubator holding his little tiny feet in my hand. There was some Christmas carol playing and it seamed so peaceful, almost too peaceful.

It was minutes to midnight and the monitor alarms went off. Brice had stopped breathing, he was turning blue and I watched in horror, feeling so helpless. Here was this sweet little boy who had been fighting for his life for almost a month now. He was going to sleep and he was not going to wake up.

I stepped away quickly so the doctors and nurses could work on him, I remember several people moving around and the urgency that loomed in the air. I moved to the other side of the room and looked out the window. My hope was gone and it seemed right that such little boy who had fought so hard was now being taken by angels away from me to God.

As I looked out the window there, in the snow, was a nativity scene. Lit up with lights and a straw bed where the baby Jesus laid.

I must have looked out that window many times before that moment; but I never saw it. I looked beyond and past it, finally as I stood there, I saw it.

I thought about Mary and her son. How far she had come to deliver a Savior on a cold night in Bethlehem. Mary must have been frightened, as I was now. She felt the uncertainty of what would lay ahead for her little boy. And at that moment my little boy was slipping away from me. Several minutes seem to pass and there was no relief in sight. I remember saying "God please take him quickly, don't let him suffer."

The next thing I felt was a soft hand on my shoulder. I turned to see my husband. I was prepared for the worst. He grabbed me and whispered "They got him going again."

I knew for the first time in months that our son was going to live and I also knew it was Christmas morning.

May your Christmas memories lead you into the new year with hope, may your life have unspeakable joy that will always chase away your fears and sadness.


Added by Diane ღ on Dec 22, 2010 9:23 PM

Diane ღ
Dear Debbie,
Happy Thanksgiving!

America has had many fine moments. Our ability to love, to create and defend peace and safety to the world is our strength for brighter days.

It has always been at a great sacrifice to our nation but we stand on principal. We are Americans, our ancestors came on ships, and unthinkable hardships followed. We founded a county that stands on faith, hope and love.

As we enter the holidays and this Thanksgiving I remember that we do have golden wings, sailing on freedoms wind across the sky.

Thank you for friendship, hope and love, as we stand together as one people, we are thankful for our family's and futures yet to come.

We have not seen our finest moment, WE are our finest moment.


for you

Golden Dream - A Tribute

Added by Diane ღ on Nov 23, 2010 8:26 PM

An Angel Above
Thank you Deb...
Debbie, thank you for those words for Kali, set me to crying but only because they took my exact feelings from my heart and made a beautiful memorial to her. We went to hell and back together and she was always there. It actually doesn't feel like I'm awake, this week has been a dream and when I wake up she's going to be staring at me with those great big eyes. I wish. But it is dear friends like you that have got me through the worst of this last week. Thank you so much....Love, Sharon

Added by An Angel Above on Oct 07, 2010 9:18 PM

Jerry D
RE: William Vreeland parents has Family Trees - Neel McDonald Banta Smith Mann Hearn and Others by mmann928 (no info on William's spouse or children). Also Brown-Bowles Family Tree by mlynbee (spouse Harriet, one dau Hattie) and The Nowlin Family by andieno (spouse & dau). There are books, ANNALS OF THE VREELAND FAMILY and THE VREELANDS Their Book. Good hunting.

Added by Jerry D on Sep 30, 2010 4:43 PM

Jerry D
William Vreeland parents
Daniel A. Vreeland b.19 Oct 1818 d.25 Dec 1893 and wife Rachel A. Ackerman b. 26 Feb 1825 d. 12 Aug 1906

Added by Jerry D on Aug 08, 2010 10:35 PM

Diane ღ
We are so lucky to live in America. Home of the free and the brave. I get nostalgic about the 4th of July. The memories of childhood came back so clearly to me. Where I grew up everyone knew their neighbors. Evening walks were taken with people greeting each other with a "good evening." There was no fear in the air. People out grilling, you would walk by and they would say "come have a dog with us!" Friends were easily made with a smile.

My Mom as a child had a large horse, a draft horse. A farmer during the depression could not feed and water the horse. He gave it to her because he knew that her family would take care of it. The horses name was "Big Bill". She loved that horse.

She would ride around town, looking to help people with her horse. Sometimes she would find a car that the soft shoulder of the road had pulled into the ditch. She loved to amaze people with the brute strength of the horse. A little girl, with a strong rope would hop off that big horse and climb under a car to attach that rope to the frame and hopped back on that horse to slowly pull the car out of the ditch.

I see her on her horse, meandering through the fields where coarse prairie grass sways to and fro in the summer breezes. It is funny to me that today my nostalgia is my Mothers childhood, not my own.

This 4th of July I wish you blessed memories, new encounters to make memories, and that loved ones are happy and safe.

Always remember, the land and waters are speaking to you.
They are asking us to protect them.

This is our heritage, our pride, our hope.
Our America! This land is ours.
Stand tall, we will not fall.

Happy 4th...


Added by Diane ღ on Jul 04, 2010 12:11 AM

Diane ღ
me again...this time it is love
Sometimes I need to reach out to you because this is the only acceptable place to grieve. Mother has now been gone 10 months. Most of the world thinks that is enough time to be on with my life. Papers finaled and settled, bills surrounding her death are paid. Life moves on. Things are moving but I am standing still.

I had a memorial video done when my Dad died. Many pictures set to music. When my Mom died, I had one done for her and put my Dad's on the same DVD. Now it is hundreds of pictures and seems like a root canal to watch.

I viewed it tonight for the first time since I buried her.

What I saw was babies, toddlers, young adults, young adults that found each other and fell in love. They grew up together. Over and over I replayed each picture in my head. It was the days before the responsibility of family life and work. While love was fresh and dreams were being built. The look of two people who loved each other and nothing was ever going to stop them. The days I was their baby and remembered the picture being taken.

What kept coming back to me was how real their lives were. That they had a childhood and a life. Even when I can't see them, it somehow goes on. We all are touched with life, our own and the loss of the lives taken from us. All over these pictures were people communicating love, with a gentle hug, a smile, eyes shining with hope. As I view the pictures of your loved ones on your memorials, I see the same lives, the same hope, the same "I leave you with my love."

So tonight I just wanted to say they are sending us their love, I know they are not gone but live on in our eyes, in our hope. In everything that made them, also makes us.

I don't want to stand still anymore. I want their lives to shine through me. I don't even know if it's possible. I have to learn how to grieve, I don't think I have been doing this right. I think part of grief is letting go, that courage that only we, can find deep within us that "they" put there. There is no doubt in my mind that our loved ones will give us the courage to grieve and let go. Anyway I needed you tonight and I thank you for friendship and helping me find the courage that my Mom and Dad gave me.

Sweet Dreams,


Added by Diane ღ on Jun 14, 2010 10:11 PM

Diane ღ
I had such a totally amazing thing happen. A bird, just a little sparrow flew into a picture window. It bounced off and a few minutes later I thought, I wonder if he made it ok?

I went out and found this little bird on his back in the stones and I picked him up, He was alive to my amazement. I did not know what to do with it. He looked broken and like, no way was it going to live through this. I held him and could feel his little heart beating. I prayed. It reminded me of all the people that I have taken care of over the years that were dieing, and how the families prayed. How I silently prayed that somehow this person would get through this. Always trying to hide my emotion at the bed side. Don't cry, don't let them see you cry. Your the nurse, be the strong shoulder.

So as I held this little bird thinking should I... 911 him to a that is crazy. I just prayed. Ok, God, he is yours and he is broken and he is suffering, and God, I can't watch him die today. Please do something. Come get him or send an Angel or something. I put a soft cloth up in a tree and put him up as high off the ground as I could get him, where no cat could come and find him to be a tasty snack.

I grieved, and I watched out the window. I could see it just sitting. Of course you start, thinking how much involvement do I want to have with this bird? Ok I could put it in a shoe box....then how to feed it, I don't have a clue. Back to God...Ok "help". 2 hours went by. I am sure he is dead by now. I went out climbed up the tree. Realizing, I am not that young anymore. He was still alive. I reached out and stroked his head. He made direct eye contact, and flew away.

I heard God say to me, "my eye IS on the sparrow and it IS on you".

So today a victory. God IS in his kingdom and his eye is on us.

It's sunny, warm and spring is here, and somewhere out there is a very special little sparrow who winged his way into my life today. And for just a minute I could feel that God is with us and he loves us, and once in awhile he lets them live.


Added by Diane ღ on May 16, 2010 3:29 PM

RE: Facebook
I couldnt find you :(
You send me a request
Sherilynn Koval

Added by SerenityNow on May 07, 2010 1:19 AM

RE: Would love to
Thats great Debbie but what are you under ?

Added by SerenityNow on May 03, 2010 9:49 PM

J.A. & D.S.
Hello Just Wanted You To Know

We have decided to keep our Find A Grave friends off the profile for several reasons and instead have added the links to our Find A Grave friends on a folder in our Favorite Places. Wanted you to know in case you visit our profile and do not see yourself under our Find A Grave Friends. We still are very grateful for your kindness and your visits to our loved ones memorials.
Hope you have a nice Spring.

Added by J.A. & D.S. on Apr 06, 2010 8:33 PM

Diane ღ
Debbie...My hope of Easter
The day between Good Friday and Easter Day makes us aware of the end of one world and the complete newness of salvation that will be here on Easter morning by the Resurrection of Christ. So today it is Holy Saturday. I think about Jesus laying in the tomb today. About what must have been happening...some parts of the bible say he lay in death. I don't know what that means exactly, at least for him. I guess nobody really knows.

All my life on Good Friday the sky's turn dark and cloudy between 2 and 4 in the afternoon. Yesterday did not disappoint. The sky turned dark and cold for a few minutes and then the sun shown through. Even here in the sunshine state it was dark for a few minutes. I hear in my head "it is finished" I always go back to what I have felt other Mone-day Thursdays, Good Fridays, Holy Saturdays and then the Easter resurrection. And that is He shed His precious blood on Calvary so that you and I can have eternal life with Him. We are unworthy of the price He paid for us, but I am so glad, He loves us that much. So tomorrow morning the sun will come up on a new day, and centuries ago this is what happened, as stated in the scriptures.

Now after the Sabbath, toward the dawn of the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to see the sepulcher. And behold, there was a great earthquake; for an angel of the Lord descended from heaven and came and rolled back the stone; and sat upon it. His appearance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow. And for fear of him the guards trembled and became like dead men. But the angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid; for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here; for he has risen, as he said. Come, see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples that he has risen from the dead, and behold, he is going before you to Galilee; there you will see him. Lo, I have told you." So they departed quickly from the tomb with fear and great joy, and ran to tell his disciples. And behold, Jesus met them and said, "Hail!" And they came up and took hold of his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid; go and tell my brethren to go to Galilee, and there they will see me."

It began that morning just as this morning began but with a new hope. Easter celebrates hope sprung from despair, so yesterdays sorrow must go away, and be replaced with hope. I am more spiritual than religious, I don't go to church. I just believe.

May this Easter bring you hope, love and joy and a trail of bread crumbs to follow back to that joy, if somehow you have lost your way.


Added by Diane ღ on Apr 03, 2010 8:16 AM

Hi Debbie, I just wanted to invite you to join my facebook, Sherilynn Koval xo

Added by SerenityNow on Apr 01, 2010 12:15 AM

violet blassingame
i am looking for my uncle in adairsville ga his name is geoge willie helton i do not know if he,s buried here or not.i was wondering if you can hlp me violetblassingame

Added by violet blassingame on Mar 22, 2010 11:59 PM

Diane ღ
hey where is the end of the rainbow anyway?
May you have:
A world of wishes at your command
God and his angels close at hand
Friends and family their love impart,
And Irish blessings in your heart.


Added by Diane ღ on Mar 16, 2010 10:57 PM

Diane ღ
It is your Mom's Birthday. I wanted you to know that I am thinking of you today. Maybe, in the end, each of us knows that sharing our pain is the only way we can live with the pain.

I want you to know I am here with you. Even if you can't feel it I am sharing your pain today. The birthdays and the Angel days are the hardest. So I am here with ya girl....


Added by Diane ღ on Jan 05, 2010 6:00 PM


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