Mr. Anderson Grace
“True Greatness”
Active Pallbearers
Home Going Service
Family and Friends
A man is as great as the dreams he dreams, as great as the love he bears; as great as the values he redeems, and the happiness that he shares. A man is as great as the thoughts he thinks, as the worth he has attained; as the fountains at which his spirit drinks, and the insight he has gained. A man is as great as the truth he speaks, as great as the hope he gives, as great as the destiny he seeks; as great as the life he lives.
A Fallen Limb A limb has fallen from our family tree I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.”
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song and the good life I lived while I was strong. Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you. Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest, Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
for
Flower Bearers Family and Friends
Mr. Anderson Grace June 18, 1928
May 25, 2015
Interment Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church Cemetery
Acknowledgements The family of Mr. Anderson Grace would like to extend our sincerest appreciation to the many friends and loved ones who have so graciously given of themselves during this time of grief. Throughout this journey, you have proven yourselves to be the kindest and most sincere friends that a family could ever hope to have. Thank you for your love, prayers, encouragement and attentiveness. You mean the world to us. We pray God’s abundant blessings upon each of you.
The Grace Family
Premium care, comfort and compassion have been extended to this family through the professional services provided by:
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Banks Memorial Funeral Home & Cremations
2:00pm
2127 Highway 84 West Frisco City, Alabama
Funeral Services:
Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church
(251) 575-7003“
Officiating Minister:
When You Need Someone Who Cares” Programs printed by: Carole J. Banks
Rev. Frank Grace, Pastor
Remembering the Life of
Anderson “Boo Boo”Grace
The Order of Service PROCESSIONAL………………….………….………………CLERGY & FAMILY
Anderson “Boo Boo” Grace was born on July 18, 1928, to the late Charlie and Ruther (Dailey) Grace, Sr., in Conecuh County, AL. He departed this life and answered God’s call to rest on Monday, May 25, at his home in Burnt Corn, AL. “Boo Boo” as he was affectionately called by most who knew him, accepted Christ at an early age and united with the Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church. A faithful member, he served in many capacities, including as a Trustee of the church. He remained a member until his passing. He entered the sanctity of Holy Matrimony to Mattie Ruth Lett on December 13, 1949. Their union on love brought about the birth of two children, “Billy” and “Baba.” A provider, Anderson owned and operated his own business, (Anderson Grace Pulp Wood Company) where he worked for many years, before retiring in 2000. His love for his community and his interest in baseball and softball, led him to coaching Burnt Corn Men’s and Women’s teams for many years. Anderson was a hard worker, devoted husband, a loving and caring father and grandfather. It was the simplicities of love and laughter that delighted his heart. Spending time with his family and friends always brought him so much joy. “Boo Boo” was often seen at the “store” trading stories and sitting around with his brothers. He also loved watching the Atlanta Braves and farming. A member of the Masonic Lodge in Burnt Corn, Anderson Grace loved his community and his community truly loved him. He was preceded in death by his parents; son, Willie M. “Billy” Grace; brothers, Johnny Grace, Charlie “Sunny” Grace, Jr., John J. “Nit” Grace, and Willie J. “Shorty” Grace; and two sisters, Lue Ella Harris and Minerva Ball. He leaves to cherish his precious memories, a loving wife: Mattie Ruth Grace of Burnt Corn, AL; a devoted daughter: Malenda “Baba” (General) Betts of Burnt Corn, AL; four grandchildren: Fifi Grace, Alice (Cortez) Brundage, General Betts, Jr., and Major Betts; a devoted brother; Tyler “Red” Grace; sister: Mary “Bit” Lett, six great grandchildren: Ayanna, Brooke, Anthony, Geniya, Maliya, and Alicia; a host of nieces, nephews, relatives and friends.
Should You Go First
SELECTION…………………………………….………………………………..CHOIR SCRIPTURES: Old Testament…………………..……....REV. ERIC ANDREWS New Testament…………………….REV. JOHNNY WILLIAMS PRAYER OF COMFORT………………..………...REV. JOHN O. MALONE SELECTION………………………………….…………………………………..CHOIR REFLECTIONS (2 min. please) ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS………………………………...SIS. DENISE WARE SELECTION………………..…...BRO. ROBERT “CHRIS” CUNNINGHAM EULOGY……….………………………………………..PASTOR FRANK GRACE (Returned to the hands of the Funeral Directors) RECESSIONAL
Not How Did He Die, But How Did He Live? Not how did he die, but how did he live? Not what did he gain, but what did he give? These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man, regardless of birth. Not what was his church, nor what was his creed? But had he befriended those really in need? Was he ever ready with word of good cheer, To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say, But how many were sorry when he passed away?
Should you go first, and I remain to walk the road alone, I’ll live in memory’s garden, with the happy days we’ve known. In Spring I’ll wait for roses red, when fades the lilac blue, in early Fall when brown leaves call, I’ll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought, each thing you’ve touched along the way, will be a hallowed spot. I’ll hear your voice, I see your smile, though blindly I may grope; the memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, to finish with the scroll, No lengthening shadows shall creep in, to make this life seem droll. We’ve known so much of happiness, we’ve had our cup of joy, and memory is one gift of God, that death cannot destroy. Should you go first and I remain, one thing I’d have you do; walk slowly down the path of death, for soon I’ll follow you. I’ll want to know each step you take, that I may walk the same, For some day down that lonely road, you’ll hear me call your name.
…..Your loving wife, Mattie
Active Pallbearers
Home Going Service
Family and Friends
A man is as great as the dreams he dreams, as great as the love he bears; as great as the values he redeems, and the happiness that he shares. A man is as great as the thoughts he thinks, as the worth he has attained; as the fountains at which his spirit drinks, and the insight he has gained. A man is as great as the truth he speaks, as great as the hope he gives, as great as the destiny he seeks; as great as the life he lives.
A Fallen Limb A limb has fallen from our family tree I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.”
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song and the good life I lived while I was strong. Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you. Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest, Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
for
Flower Bearers Family and Friends
Mr. Anderson Grace June 18, 1928
May 25, 2015
Interment Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church Cemetery
Acknowledgements The family of Mr. Anderson Grace would like to extend our sincerest appreciation to the many friends and loved ones who have so graciously given of themselves during this time of grief. Throughout this journey, you have proven yourselves to be the kindest and most sincere friends that a family could ever hope to have. Thank you for your love, prayers, encouragement and attentiveness. You mean the world to us. We pray God’s abundant blessings upon each of you.
The Grace Family
Premium care, comfort and compassion have been extended to this family through the professional services provided by:
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Banks Memorial Funeral Home & Cremations
2:00pm
2127 Highway 84 West Frisco City, Alabama
Funeral Services:
Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church
(251) 575-7003“
Officiating Minister:
When You Need Someone Who Cares” Programs printed by: Carole J. Banks
Rev. Frank Grace, Pastor
Remembering the Life of
Anderson “Boo Boo”Grace
The Order of Service PROCESSIONAL………………….………….………………CLERGY & FAMILY
Anderson “Boo Boo” Grace was born on July 18, 1928, to the late Charlie and Ruther (Dailey) Grace, Sr., in Conecuh County, AL. He departed this life and answered God’s call to rest on Monday, May 25, at his home in Burnt Corn, AL. “Boo Boo” as he was affectionately called by most who knew him, accepted Christ at an early age and united with the Greenstreet A.M.E. Zion Church. A faithful member, he served in many capacities, including as a Trustee of the church. He remained a member until his passing. He entered the sanctity of Holy Matrimony to Mattie Ruth Lett on December 13, 1949. Their union on love brought about the birth of two children, “Billy” and “Baba.” A provider, Anderson owned and operated his own business, (Anderson Grace Pulp Wood Company) where he worked for many years, before retiring in 2000. His love for his community and his interest in baseball and softball, led him to coaching Burnt Corn Men’s and Women’s teams for many years. Anderson was a hard worker, devoted husband, a loving and caring father and grandfather. It was the simplicities of love and laughter that delighted his heart. Spending time with his family and friends always brought him so much joy. “Boo Boo” was often seen at the “store” trading stories and sitting around with his brothers. He also loved watching the Atlanta Braves and farming. A member of the Masonic Lodge in Burnt Corn, Anderson Grace loved his community and his community truly loved him. He was preceded in death by his parents; son, Willie M. “Billy” Grace; brothers, Johnny Grace, Charlie “Sunny” Grace, Jr., John J. “Nit” Grace, and Willie J. “Shorty” Grace; and two sisters, Lue Ella Harris and Minerva Ball. He leaves to cherish his precious memories, a loving wife: Mattie Ruth Grace of Burnt Corn, AL; a devoted daughter: Malenda “Baba” (General) Betts of Burnt Corn, AL; four grandchildren: Fifi Grace, Alice (Cortez) Brundage, General Betts, Jr., and Major Betts; a devoted brother; Tyler “Red” Grace; sister: Mary “Bit” Lett, six great grandchildren: Ayanna, Brooke, Anthony, Geniya, Maliya, and Alicia; a host of nieces, nephews, relatives and friends.
Should You Go First
SELECTION…………………………………….………………………………..CHOIR SCRIPTURES: Old Testament…………………..……....REV. ERIC ANDREWS New Testament…………………….REV. JOHNNY WILLIAMS PRAYER OF COMFORT………………..………...REV. JOHN O. MALONE SELECTION………………………………….…………………………………..CHOIR REFLECTIONS (2 min. please) ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS………………………………...SIS. DENISE WARE SELECTION………………..…...BRO. ROBERT “CHRIS” CUNNINGHAM EULOGY……….………………………………………..PASTOR FRANK GRACE (Returned to the hands of the Funeral Directors) RECESSIONAL
Not How Did He Die, But How Did He Live? Not how did he die, but how did he live? Not what did he gain, but what did he give? These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man, regardless of birth. Not what was his church, nor what was his creed? But had he befriended those really in need? Was he ever ready with word of good cheer, To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Not what did the sketch in the newspaper say, But how many were sorry when he passed away?
Should you go first, and I remain to walk the road alone, I’ll live in memory’s garden, with the happy days we’ve known. In Spring I’ll wait for roses red, when fades the lilac blue, in early Fall when brown leaves call, I’ll catch a glimpse of you. Should you go first and I remain, for battles to be fought, each thing you’ve touched along the way, will be a hallowed spot. I’ll hear your voice, I see your smile, though blindly I may grope; the memory of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope. Should you go first and I remain, to finish with the scroll, No lengthening shadows shall creep in, to make this life seem droll. We’ve known so much of happiness, we’ve had our cup of joy, and memory is one gift of God, that death cannot destroy. Should you go first and I remain, one thing I’d have you do; walk slowly down the path of death, for soon I’ll follow you. I’ll want to know each step you take, that I may walk the same, For some day down that lonely road, you’ll hear me call your name.
…..Your loving wife, Mattie
