Artis Lewis Ferrell

Artis, lovingly known to many as "Art" was born on March 2, 1940 in Goldsboro, North Carolina to the late Lucy and Artis Ferrell. He married Lila J Ferrell and to this union were born three children. Artis married Dorothy Allen on May 1, 1986 in Detroit, Michigan, to this union came three children.

He was preceded in death by his wife, Dorothy (2015), parents, and one sister, Mable Caesar and one daughter Donna Ferrell.

Artis served our country as a member of the United States Army. He retired from the military with the rank of Master Sergeant after 20 years of service. He worked 40 years as a civil servant with U.S. Army TACOM LCMC and the Department of Defense.

Artis is survived by his three daughters, Priscilla (Willie)Davis, Tiyaun (David) Grivas and Angel Fentress(Hakeem Snider);two sons, Anthony Ferrell and Mark (Lorre) Allen. Thirteen grandchildren ,Christopher, Stacey, Anthony, Joseph, Isaiah, Devan, Courtney, Madison, David, D'Andre, Darius, Nicholas, Jayce; One great grandchild: Dredan,...3 ?sisters: Lois Evans, Ruby Holloway (Elijah), Vivan Lamb; one brother, Isaac Ferrell (Rachel) and host of nieces, nephews, and friends.

As stated by his son Mark Allen, Dad was a wise man, something that is very rare today. He will be forever in our hearts.

Artis was a jack of all trades he knew a little about most things and inspired most with his many talents and gifts, however most who knew him would say his true passion was his mechanical aptitude and innovation he could always find a way around a problem. He spent much of his free time working on or rebuilding old cars. He was always available for a neighbor or a friend for to help with a repair of some sort. He also loved gardening and coming up with new ways to prepare Barbecue. He believed in working hard and instilled this value in all of his children.

A Fallen Limb

A limb has fallen from the family tree.

I keep hearing a voice that says, "Grieve not for me."

Remember the best times, the laughter, the music.

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.

Continue traditions, no matter how small.

Go on with your life, don't worry about falls.

I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.

Until the day comes when we're together again.

-Author Unknown