Reba Lucy Bassett
January 24, 1915 – February 11, 2011
Miss Reba L. Bassett, 96, of Sylvania, died Friday morning 2/11/11, at the Ogeechee Area Hospice Inpatient Facility in Statesboro. She was born in Screven County to the late Martin Luther and Annie Daughtry Bassett. She made her home with her brother-in-law and sister George and Maud McBride until their deaths. She was a retired supervisor with the Thomson Company in Millen, GA. and was a member of the McDonald Baptist Church. She is survived by a Number of Nieces and Nephews including: Jewel Becton and Gloria Becton of Millen, Ottis (Jeanette) McBride, Alton (Mildred) McBride, and Jerry McBride of Sylvania, Arnold McBride and Gaile (Holmes) Ramsey of Statesboro, Faye (Richard) Montgomery of Sylvania, Barbara (Randy) Speering of Belvedere, SC, and Wanda McBride of Dawsonville, GA She was preceded in death by her siblings: Ida Waters, Mildred McBride, Maud McBride, Maybelle McBride, Thelma Jenkins, Eunice Royal, Henry Bassett and Curtis Bassett.
Visitation will be Saturday afternoon from 5:00 – 7:00 P.M. at Thompson-Strickland-Waters Funeral Home.
Funeral services will be held Sunday afternoon at 3:00 P.M. at McDonald Baptist Church with Dr. Jack Gatlin officiating. Burial will be in the church cemetery. The body will lie in state one hour prior to the service.
Active pallbearers will be: Michael McBride, Todd McBride, Justin McBride, Keith Speering, Bob McBride, and Kenneth Bassett.
Honorary pallbearers will be other nephews.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests that memorial contributions be made to the Ogeechee Area Hospice, P. O. Box 531, Statesboro, GA 30459 or to the McDonald Baptist Church, c/o Mrs. Dorothy Pierce, 207 Oak Street, Sylvania, GA 30467.
Arrangements under the direction of Thompson-Strickland-Waters Funeral Home, Sylvania, GA.
- Visitation Saturday, February 12, 2011
- Funeral Service Sunday, February 13, 2011
Reba Lucy Bassett
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Doonie and Dorothy Bennett
February 13, 2011
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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