Lerlene Kathleen Caldwell

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Lerlene Kathleen Caldwell

Birth
Death
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Chickasha, Grady County, Oklahoma, USA Add to Map
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Block 35 Lot 62
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I am still living but will be there someday.

I've had a good life, no make that a great life. I was raised by my loving parents who thought I was perfect, my Brother and Sister completed our family, both were and are my best friends. During my childhood I was surrounded by my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. I have very found memories of my childhood. The family usually got together on Sunday's and the times were special. After church we would gather, usually at Grannie house and have a meal together. My Grannie could make the best fried chicken and gravy. We would eat until our stomachs were about to burst.

Holidays were always special when the family would gather for good food and socialization. Easter, I don't remember the little dress my Momma made for me, but every time a smell vinegar I still think of dying Easter eggs for my basket. Fourth of July, playing with sparklers. Christmas going to church and then sharing gifts. Every day was an adventure. Going camping with my Aunt Evelyn, Aunt Lora and Grannie with all my cousins, watching them wade into the lake to wet a towel to put over themselves to stay cool while lying under a shade in the Oklahoma sun on a cot, going fishing with my parents, Daddy taught me how to clean fish and Momma taught me how to fry fish. There are a million memories!

I was an educator for 42 years in Oklahoma, New Mexico, Georgia and Texas. I attended college in my hometown, attended graduate school in New Mexico, Oklahoma and Texas for advanced degrees. Although I dabble in real estate for a short time, I missed my little kidos and returned to teaching.

My life life has been full of happiness. I have tried to treat people with respect and tried to be kind to everyone. I must admit sometimes it was very easy and other it was very difficult.

I have had many friends and enjoyed knowing each and everyone. We have had much fun, many laughs and giggles.

Being an animal lover many pets have been in my life, cats and dogs. They all took a piece of my heart. Two of them were very special, my Cindy was my first pet that was mine, not the family dog and Maggie was my gift from God.

There is one thing I am taking with me to the grave - a Teddy Bear that is ten inches tall. When I was about 5 years old, my Daddy went on a road trip with his brother, Uncle Hoyt, upon his return he brought me a Teddy Bear. I have had the little Bear all these years.

The good ol' days are gone, but the memories live on.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

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 that we once shared
Miss me-but let me go

For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.

Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti

Until we meet again.
I am still living but will be there someday.

I've had a good life, no make that a great life. I was raised by my loving parents who thought I was perfect, my Brother and Sister completed our family, both were and are my best friends. During my childhood I was surrounded by my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. I have very found memories of my childhood. The family usually got together on Sunday's and the times were special. After church we would gather, usually at Grannie house and have a meal together. My Grannie could make the best fried chicken and gravy. We would eat until our stomachs were about to burst.

Holidays were always special when the family would gather for good food and socialization. Easter, I don't remember the little dress my Momma made for me, but every time a smell vinegar I still think of dying Easter eggs for my basket. Fourth of July, playing with sparklers. Christmas going to church and then sharing gifts. Every day was an adventure. Going camping with my Aunt Evelyn, Aunt Lora and Grannie with all my cousins, watching them wade into the lake to wet a towel to put over themselves to stay cool while lying under a shade in the Oklahoma sun on a cot, going fishing with my parents, Daddy taught me how to clean fish and Momma taught me how to fry fish. There are a million memories!

I was an educator for 42 years in Oklahoma, New Mexico, Georgia and Texas. I attended college in my hometown, attended graduate school in New Mexico, Oklahoma and Texas for advanced degrees. Although I dabble in real estate for a short time, I missed my little kidos and returned to teaching.

My life life has been full of happiness. I have tried to treat people with respect and tried to be kind to everyone. I must admit sometimes it was very easy and other it was very difficult.

I have had many friends and enjoyed knowing each and everyone. We have had much fun, many laughs and giggles.

Being an animal lover many pets have been in my life, cats and dogs. They all took a piece of my heart. Two of them were very special, my Cindy was my first pet that was mine, not the family dog and Maggie was my gift from God.

There is one thing I am taking with me to the grave - a Teddy Bear that is ten inches tall. When I was about 5 years old, my Daddy went on a road trip with his brother, Uncle Hoyt, upon his return he brought me a Teddy Bear. I have had the little Bear all these years.

The good ol' days are gone, but the memories live on.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

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 that we once shared
Miss me-but let me go

For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.

Author: Christina Georgina Rossetti

Until we meet again.