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Berton Lee Chapman

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Berton Lee Chapman

Birth
Orlando, Orange County, Florida, USA
Death
18 Jun 2011 (aged 63)
Virginia Beach, Virginia Beach City, Virginia, USA
Burial
Virginia Beach, Virginia Beach City, Virginia, USA Add to Map
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Berton Lee Chapman, 63, passed away peacefully June 18, 2011. Mr. Chapman was born
September 16, 1947 to the late Forest and Ruth
Chapman in Orlando, FL. He served our country
proudly in the U.S. Navy, retiring after
20 years of dedicated service. Following his
Navy career, Mr. Chapman began his second
career with L TM, retiring once again with
over 25 years of service. Lee loved working
with computers and spending time with his
family and friends. He will always be
remembered as a loving husband, father,
grandfather, and friend. He will be deeply missed.

Do Not Stand At My Grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room,
I am the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.
Berton Lee Chapman, 63, passed away peacefully June 18, 2011. Mr. Chapman was born
September 16, 1947 to the late Forest and Ruth
Chapman in Orlando, FL. He served our country
proudly in the U.S. Navy, retiring after
20 years of dedicated service. Following his
Navy career, Mr. Chapman began his second
career with L TM, retiring once again with
over 25 years of service. Lee loved working
with computers and spending time with his
family and friends. He will always be
remembered as a loving husband, father,
grandfather, and friend. He will be deeply missed.

Do Not Stand At My Grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room,
I am the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.


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