Jeffrey Richard “Jebbie” Strickland, 15 years and 12 days of age, of Georgia, departed this life on Sunday, November 26th, 1995.
Jebbie was born in Marietta, Georgia on Friday, November 14th, 1980.
Burial was in the Georgia Memorial Park in Marietta, Georgia.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF JEBBIE,
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when my life is done.
Jebbie was born in Marietta, Georgia on Friday, November 14th, 1980.
Burial was in the Georgia Memorial Park in Marietta, Georgia.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF JEBBIE,
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when my life is done.
Jeffrey Richard “Jebbie” Strickland, 15 years and 12 days of age, of Georgia, departed this life on Sunday, November 26th, 1995.
Jebbie was born in Marietta, Georgia on Friday, November 14th, 1980.
Burial was in the Georgia Memorial Park in Marietta, Georgia.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF JEBBIE,
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when my life is done.
Jebbie was born in Marietta, Georgia on Friday, November 14th, 1980.
Burial was in the Georgia Memorial Park in Marietta, Georgia.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF JEBBIE,
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when my life is done.
Inscription
Our beloved grandson, Jebbie
Go rest high on that mountain
Jeff. Your work on earth is done
Go to heaven a shoutin'
love for the Father and Son
Too well loved to be forgotten
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