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Etta 'Lorene' Jackson
b.23 Dec 1916 Asher, Pottawatomie Co., Oklahoma, United States
d.30 Jun 2004 Lubbock, Lubbock Co., Texas, United States
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Obituary and poem by Lorene found posted at Find-a-Grave: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSln=Critchfield&GSbyrel=in&GSdyrel=in&GSst=46&GScnty=2671&GScntry=4&GSob=n&GRid=8714477&df=all& Lorene Critchfield of Lubbock departed this life on Wednesday, June 30, 2004 in Lubbock at the age of 87 years. She was born on Dec. 23, 1916 in Asher, Okla. to the late Albert Lee and Velma Lowden Jackson. Mrs. Critchfield married Jack Lloyd Critchfield on March 10, 1936 in Oklahoma. He preceded her in death Aug. 26, 1956. The Critchfields moved to Lubbock from Ardmore, Okla. in 1948, where they operated a dairy farm and were members of the Baptist church. Those left to mourn her passing include a son, Kenneth Lloyd Critchfield of Wichita, Kan.; six daughters, Pat Steward, Janice Sisson and Pam Johnston, all of Lubbock, Brenda Gallagher of Albuquerque, N.M., Karen Beasley of Evington, Va. and Sheryl Haggard of New Deal; a brother, Delbert Jackson of Shawnee, Okla.; three sisters, Alta Holland and Verna Lucas, both of Shawnee, Okla., and Artie Brundidge of Crosbyton; 22 grandchildren; 28 great-grandchildren; and a great-great-grandchild. Formal visitation will be on Thursday, July 1, 2004, from 7 until 8 p.m. at White Funeral Home. Services will be held on Friday, July 2, 2004, at 2 p.m. at White Memorial Chapel with the Rev. Cleve Kerby and the Rev. Walter Beasley officiating. Burial will follow in the City of Lubbock Cemetery. Arrangements are under the personal care of White Funeral Home of Lubbock. The family suggests memorials to: Hospice of Lubbock, 1102 Slide Rd. Ste. 3, Lubbock, Texas, 79416.
As I lay staring at the sky With memories of days gone by The fleecy clouds high overhead, Drifted by like passing dead Then looking at the trees around As I lay there on the ground, Some strong and towering like the oak, Others old and gnarled with limbs that broke I was reminded of the life of man And knew that it was all God's plan The signs are put here on this earth For us to follow from time of birth. The four seasons tell us what is due, In the spring all things are new, Summer is the growing phase, With shorter nights and longer days. Next comes fall...a time to reap. Discard the bad...the good things keep. Then comes the winter of our lives, The growing time is past... At this time we must ask ourselves, "Have I held on to things that last?" by Lorene Critchfield May 8, 1992 References
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