Birth date: May 7, 1938 Death date: Aug 12, 2011
Loretta Jean Andreas, age 73, beloved Mother, Grandmother, and Great-grandmother, was suddenly called home on August 12, 2011. She was born on May 7, 1938 to Charles and Virginia Less in Mt. Airy, N.C. and married Russell Andreas Read Obituary
A beautiful cousin I never had the priviledge to meet. My dad and Aunt Virginia were brother and sister.##imported-begin##Patsy Creasy Atkins##imported-end##
I am so sorry about your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you all.##imported-begin##Monica Anderson##imported-end##
So sorry for your loss. Thoughts and prayers are with you.##imported-begin##Jim and Karla Walker##imported-end##
Steve and Family, so sorry to hear about your loss you will be in My Prayers##imported-begin##Brian Cleveland##imported-end##
We will miss your smile, huggs our talks and laughter. I always looked forward to seeing you on Sundays. My Zoie will miss you too you were like a Grandma to her also. May the Lord give you a special place in Heaven, you sure do deserve one!! Love and miss you!!!##imported-begin##Michelle Beckleu##imported-end##
Rest in Peace Loretta..##imported-begin##Harold & Linda Hardin....Camden, Tennessee##imported-end##
To My Children
When I spill some food on my nice clean dress
Or maybe forget to tie my shoes,
Please be patient and perhaps reminisce
About the many hours I spent with you,
When I taught you how to eat with care,
Plus tying laces and your numbers too,
Dressing yourself and combing your hair.
Those were precious hours spent with you,
So when I forget what I was about to say,
Just give me a minute.... or maybe two,
It probably wasn't important anyway,
And I would much rather listen just to you.
If I tell the story one more time,
And you know the ending through and through,
Please remember your first nursery rhyme
When I rehearsed it a hundred times with you.
When my legs are tired and it's hard to stand,
Or walk the steady path that I would like to do,
Please take me carefully by the hand,
And guide me now as I often did for you.##imported-begin##Alida Taylor ##imported-end##
Breakfast With Jesus
The sun’s just a’rising
Coffee cup in my hand
Watching light touch
Every part of this land
The birds sing "Good morning"
No wind to disturb
The paperboy’s pitching
Isn’t meant to perturb
I pick up my Bible
Read some good news
The paper can wait
Until I am through
But wait, I’m not done
There are prayers to be said
For my wife and my kids
Sisters, Mom and my dad
I can’t fully explain
This morning affair
When my family’s asleep
Without worry or care
I’ll rise up and admire
The sun as it grows
And I’ll seek God’s face
I pray that it shows
Hope it doesn’t sound
As if I’m a‘bragging
And I’d hate to be thought
That I might be nagging
Just one simple man
Who can’t get through the day
Without starting with God
And what He has to say
I’ve tried it alone
The pressure - the grind
I fall flat on my face
Without knowing His mind
So tomorrow - God willing
I’ll rise with the first light
And have breakfast with Jesus
My day started right
For you it might be
At noon or the twilight
Perhaps right before bed
Or the middle of the night
Whenever you’ve found
The time to commune
Rejoice in the feast
Come back again soon
- Glenn A. Hascall -##imported-begin##Alida Taylor ##imported-end##
Love You Loretta##imported-begin##Steve##imported-end##
