Just remember him from Church in Houston and we live in same neighborhood I remember he and wife. Kind but Think he could be tough if he had to be. 👍

Have Moved from Houston But my Husband was fortunate enough to hear him teach early morning Sunday School Classes Cornerstone.  Church. Before we moved here to be near family

The last time I spoke with Uncle Hartsel, the subject concerned the name of the ship Dad was on during his service in the Pacific. I found some old books/manuals on seamanship that belonged to him that had been given to him by his shipmates, and I thought Uncle Hartsel might remember a few of these guys. If not, we would still have a pleasant conversation, which did, indeed, prove to be the case. He asked if I was in Arkansas, which he seemed to get a kick out of, and I replied that I was and that I visited Ft. Smith often. We talked about Rogers Street re: the location of Uncle Pete's upholstery shop, as well as other landmarks he recalled as a boy. I indicated that I had researched the Ross' family history extensively. Dad used to say Arkansas was one of the poorest states in the union, and I can tell you, unequivocally, that as a young man Dad knew quite a bit about poverty since it was his lot, after his father died, to support his mother and his siblings. So there were a number of things he had to forego in order to work and feed everyone. The great tragedy in this was he missed having childhood. I say its a great tragedy because we cannot recreate time; once it is gone, it is gone forever. I firmly believe that a selfless act re: to be of service to others is why the Word teaches us that faith without works is dead.  I can't say I know a lot of scriptures, and being a preacher's wife it is somewhat embarrassing, yet be that as it may,  I often think there is only one that speaks to what we need to know re: the  nature of God and the purpose of our existence: Matthew 25:44,45.  When Stephanie was at Forest Lawn, she left flowers on Granpa Ross's grave, but she has, as yet, been able find Granny's grave; apparently, there is no marker.  Sad to lose Uncle Hartsel. Thoughts and prayers, Sissy

We knew Hartsel from a Christian standpoint. He always was even tempered and never had a bad thing to say about anyone. If there was anything we could not find in or understand about the Bible, we knew Hartsel would have an answer. Our condolences to the Ross family during this time. 

My cousin, my friend.....I will always remember the many, many times you were available to assist in anyway you could when I needed some help.  A special thanks to you and lovely Juanita for taking care of Rhonda when she was a baby and I returned to work.  I will miss your friendship, your humor and the example of Christian living.  

Words cannot tell the love I had for my brother. We were miles apart but spoke on the phone for hours.
 He always told me " I love you " before hanging up the phone.
Until you have lost your last sibling you can't know what a lonely day that can be. No one to share the old times with. My sister Ruth and Hartsel told me all about my Dad. Hartsel was with my dad when he passed away. He was with alot of people when they drew their last breath. Hartsel told me Dad ask him to help us kids and mom. He did that. 
Hartsel was waiting for God to call him home. He said to me many times, I can't wait to be with Juanita and Mom.
Hartsel loved Jesus and wanted everyone to go to heaven. He said some of these old people aren't worried about where they are going when they die. He couldn't understand that.
He was the best brother and substitute Dad any one could have plus he was more than a "good guy".

Hartsel Ross was my grandfather. There are endless memories, which I will cherish forever. From his morning oats, to his deep song voice, to long road trips where he’d hand me peach slices from his pocket knife...he taught me how to catch crappie and say my prayers. 
I learned from watching him too. I saw him open every single door for my grandmother. I saw him donate every car he drove and even the house he lived in to the church community. I watched him mow and garden his own lawn, and his neighbors too. I saw him show up every day to visit his honey even when she wasn’t sure who he was.  
I saw him love and give his all to others and to Christ.
I will miss him so much, but I know he is at peace with our Lord and Savior.
I love you Pawpaw. 

OBITUARY

Hartsel Eugene Ross

January 6, 1926 – January 25, 2021

Brookside Funeral Home - Champions

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