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A Friend Remembered

Fred Allen Henson III

1998 - 2006

Obit:

Fred Allen Henson III, 7, of Chesapeake, Ohio, went to be with the Lord and happy forever on Monday April 17, 2006 in St. Mary’s Medical Center. Funeral service will be conducted 11 A.M. Friday April 21, 2006 at Hall Funeral Home, Proctorville, Ohio by Pastor Jeff Black. Burial will follow in Miller Memorial Gardens. Allen was born August 19, 1998 in Huntington, WV, son of Fred Allen Henson Jr. and Freda Honaker. Allen was preceded in death by his maternal grandfather, Arthur “Tubby” Harris, and paternal great grandparents Ottie and Georgia Henson. Allen was a 1st grade honor student at Fairland East Elementary, a tiger scout, loved life in its fullest, never knew a stranger, and loved everyone, especially animals. In addition to his parents, he is survived by his paternal grandparents, Fred and Delores Henson of Chesapeake; maternal grandmother, Bessie Harris of Hamlin, WV; and half sister, Jessica Honaker of North Carolina. Friends may call from 6 to 9 P.M. Thursday April 20, 2006 at Hall Funeral Home, 625 St. Rt. 775, Proctorville, Ohio.

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Allen was a friend of Cody's. He was a sweet boy that loved life and everything that it had to offer.

He loved taking care of the chickens and rabbits that they raised and loved school.

Never would I have ever thought that the last time that we would see him would be at the

annual Easter Egg Hunt the day before Easter. We were sitting on the bleachers and he turned

around and noticed that Cody was sitting up there and he smiled real big and hollared at

Cody. Next thing you know they are entering the dance contest that they were having at the

Egg Hunt and just having the time of their lives. 2 days later, Allen is playing

and laughing in Heaven.

We will Miss You Dearly!!

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April 8th 2007

It has been almost a year since Allen died and there isn't a day

that goes by that I don't think of him and how much joy he had

brought into his mom's life. I see that little face that looked up at Cody

at the fairgrounds that day almost a year ago and his big smile.

I see Freda at work everyday and not a moment goes by that I don't think of her

and the pain that she is going through. I know she thinks we have forgotten Allen but

how do I tell her that we haven't, that we have thought of him everyday but we don't

want to see her upset. I soo badly want to tell her that I haven't forgotten, that I could

not forget. That he will always be in our memories and our hearts forever.

To Allen: We Miss You deeply and you are forever in our thoughts, memories and

hearts! We will never forget you!

To Freda: You will always have a friend and a shoulder to cry on and an

ear that will listen. I may not say it but you are always in my thoughts and prayers

and that I am always here for you!

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A mothers Prayer

An emptiness that I now feel,
since you left I love you still.
For you the pictures I have drawn,
but my pain goes on and on.

I miss you now, but your with God
And I know your near.
Listen as I pray at night,
for you will always hear.

If I had one wish come true,
My only wish would be for you.
To hold you in my arms once more,
Tell you I love you, forever and more.

And now my son if I may near,
I'm saying that I love you dear
with all my loving heart,
I'll never forget you,
I loved you from the start!

Sleep, Little Child, Sleep

Sleep, little child, sleep.
Your soul is home
deep in the heart of God.
Weep not, gentle mother, weep not.
For your angel can be found
within the song of every bird,
the bloom of every flower,
the glow of every sunrise.

In the sweet, rhythmic breath
of every newborn babe,
witness the spirit
of your lost child
who has once again become a part
of the unconquerable,
immortal Spirit of us all.

A Visit From Mom

I drove into the cemetery
With tears in my eyes today
I placed a flower upon your grave
And bowed my head to pray

Looking at the simple marker
Nothing fancy, or overdone
I couldn't help but cry as I read
The birth and death of my only son

I told you how much I missed you
Your face I could clearly see
You have died, but are not lost
You will always be a part of me

There's emptiness in our home now
An empty house, an empty chair
Our family is broken forever
A son's love is no longer there

So I'll say goodbye for a little while
Sleep in peace and always know
I didn't want to give you back to God
He took your hand, and I had to let go