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Geneva Flozelle "Flo" Vineyard, 90, of Balch Springs, Texas, met her Savior face-to-face.
She was born on December 6, 1928 -- just one year prior to the Great Depression -- and the youngest of five children of Joseph and Effie Swain. Her family was the poorest of the poor. They lived in church basements, tin-sided tents with canvas tops and dirt floor kitchens.
Flozelle survived the Great Depression and married Raymond Vineyard in 1947. Together, they had three children: Rodney Ray in 1948; Brenda Kay in 1953; and Gayla Fay in 1964.
She was a devoted wife, mother and grandmother. When Gayla was the last child at home, Mom would sleep in her room with her when she was sick until Gayla reached the age of 10. At 10, Gayla thought she was way too grown up for that!
Flozelle worked at the Sears Warehouse until 1988 and then retired to care for her husband after his stroke. She stayed home after the death of her husband, Raymond, in 1994 and continued to care for James Jackson, one of her grandchildren, until he reached the age of 18 and then married.
Flozelle fought and won battles against many health issues: angioplasty; stints; cancer of the nose; intestinal bleeding; right hemicolectomy (the removal of most of her large intestine); and atrial fibrillation. She was born from sturdy stock.
In 2012, Flozelle decided to move in with her daughter, Brenda Shaw.It was following this move in 2014 Flozelle was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease/Dimentia although she was showing symptoms as far back as 2008.
Flozelle is survived by: her son, Rodney; her daughters, Brenda and Gayla; her eight grandchildren Stacy, Chris, Ronda, Rodney, Jr., Jason Vineyard, Cheryl Fain Huntley, James Jackson and Savannah Ligaluppi; several great- and great-great-grandchildren.
Graveside services will be held on Friday, August 30, 2019 at ten o'clock in the morning at the Laurel Oaks Memorial Park. Family will receive friends one hour prior to the service at the Laurel Oaks Funeral Home.
"Thank You, Mother" -- a poem by Nicole J. Heath
Thank you, Mother, for all that you have done.
You took great care of your daughters and sons.
You loved us all from the very start
with your warm, kind, and loving heart.
Thank you, Mother, for being strong,
While trying to teach us right from wrong.
If anytime we had a problem,
you were there to help us solve them.
You'd lift us up when we were feeling blue.
Thank you, Mother, for we could always count on you.
You were such an awesome mother.
The love you showed was like no other.
Thank you, Mother for your dear, sweet love.
Now you'll watch over us from heaven above.
"You Didn't Die Just Recently" -- a poem by Dick Underwood
You didn’t die just recently,
You died some time ago.
Although your body stayed a while,
And didn’t really know.
For you had got Alzheimer’s,
You failed to comprehend.
Your body went on living.
But your mind had reached its end.
So we’ve already said, “Goodbye”,
To the person that we knew.
The person that we truly loved,
The person that was, “You”.
And so we meet again today,
To toast your bodies end.
For it was true and faithful,
Until right at the end.
And so, when we remember,
We’ll think of all the rest.
We’ll concentrate on earlier,
And remember all the best.
For in the real scheme of things,
Your illness wasn’t long.
Compared to all the happiness,
You brought your whole life long.
We think of you as yesterday,
When you were fit and well.
And when we’re asked about you,
It’s those things that we’ll tell.
And so we meet in remembrance,
Of a mind so fit and true.
We’re here to pay our last respects
To say that “We love you”.