July 23, 2014
July 23, 2014
Souls are still being saved. I'm still expecting Him any day, but the joys of the newly saved are precious. Ah, you know!
This memorial website was created in memory my father, William Marvin Chance, who was born on April 28, 1917 and passed away on July 24th, 1969. Medically, he died of an accute myocardial infarction. He had taken nitroglycerin for years for angina and when they did an autopsy after his death the doctor said his heart was a solid scar. He had smoked all his life and had been disabled for a number of years because he was overcome by smoke from a house fire...but he probably stopped fighting for life when mother died.
He was buried in the Old Carrollton Primitive Baptist Church cemetery next to his wife Dartha Jean (for 24 years, 9 months) in Sand Hill, Georgia on July 25th. Rev Larry Bauman shared the Officiating duties with Mr. Steward Martin in the Martin Hightower Funeral home who handled the arrangements. Marvin was survived by his three sons: William Daniel Chance of Douglasville, Georgia, Michael David Chance, of Carrollton, GA, and Donald Mark Chance of Carrollton Georgia.
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June 16, 2014
June 16, 2014
It is just passed Father's day and I miss you. I have many regrets as you know. If you pray, pray for me.
June 16, 2014
June 16, 2014
I expect Jesus to gather us to himself almost immediately. Maybe I'll see you there.
July 23, 2013
July 23, 2013
God is Good, but you know that. 'haven't been by your gravesite in years. Last time everything looked good.
April 30, 2013
April 30, 2013
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April 28, 2013
April 28, 2013
Hope time passes faster for you than it does here. Life's a struggle and I sometimes worry. Wish you were here to advise. -- ps I remembered the Choc Shake you got me when we went to measure some army barracks. Thanks.
July 23, 2012
July 23, 2012
Missing you.
April 28, 2012
April 28, 2012
You would be 95 today. You would have liked email and Bible Gateway. I have missed you. Sorry I didn't know you well.
July 23, 2011
July 23, 2011
42 years ago you died. I'm thinking of you. Often I would gladly trade places with you.
April 28, 2011
April 28, 2011
Your labors are ended. Thank you for providing for me. I never lacked anything I needed. I admired your "can do" attitude. This is TAX SEASON and I remember that you always did your own...before computer programs made it easy.
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July 23, 2014
July 23, 2014
Souls are still being saved. I'm still expecting Him any day, but the joys of the newly saved are precious. Ah, you know!
June 16, 2014
June 16, 2014
It is just passed Father's day and I miss you. I have many regrets as you know. If you pray, pray for me.
June 16, 2014
June 16, 2014
I expect Jesus to gather us to himself almost immediately. Maybe I'll see you there.
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Recent stories
The "Fort"
September 7, 2011
Boys don't have playhouses, so we called it a fort. I don't remember it EVER getting used but we appreciated daddy making it for us. It was just as sturdy as our house but you wouldn't want to stay there during an ice storm like we had in March 1960.
What Did You Do During the War Dad?
October 1, 2010
Today it's called Lockheed Corporation but then it was still the Bell Bomber Plant. He was probably around when they started the 'skunk works' their SUPER SECRET section that developed the SR-71 Blackbird but if he ever worked on it, he didn't say because daddy never talked about his work there.
But I know that he was good at technical drawing cause he drew the plans for our house across from Grandma and probably did the plans for their house in Sand Hill. He did intricate scrollwork (if that's what you call it) with a jig saw. He was a genius (in my mind) as far as numbers are concerned and always did his own tax returns (before there were computers to do the returns for you).
Daddy and the 'Catamount'
October 1, 2010
My father grew up during the depression and the arduous recovery period when the CCCs were created (and needed). They did public works all over the country including a stone firetower on the top of Wayah Bald Mountain in North Carolina (see the picture in the gallery). Most of the guys including my dad sent most of their wages home to their families and lived a very frugal life otherwise but one weekend he and some other guys (probably while building this tower for which daddy laid a stone compass pattern on the main floor) decided they'd walk into town and take in a picture show. They were in good spirits when walking home through the deeply wooded area when they heard what sounded like a woman screaming...but they knew it was no woman. It was a long way off so they just walked a little faster and probably stopped talking...concentrating instead on walking. In a few minutes they heard the scream again and there was no doubt what it was and what it was after....so they increased their speed again. Well, in a bit the cat was real close so they started running and thank goodness they were close to the camp by then so they crossed the bridge they had recently built and ran into the barracks. When they looked out the window they could see the large catamount (mountain lion) sitting on the handrail of the bridge they had just crossed.