Preston Harvey Barham

April 19, 1928April 15, 2018
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Preston Harvey Barham, 89, of Wilmington, NC died, on April 15, 2018. He was a loving, kind, and gentle man who loved the Lord. He wanted everyone he met to love the Lord also.

He was born in Falls of the Neuse, NC on April 19, 1928 to the late C.R. and Zelma Barham.

He was a Lay Minister, church deacon, and Sunday School Teacher. He retired from CP&L. He raised two active boys and never met a stranger. He loved baseball, softball, woodworking, and studying the Bible. He was asked to try out for the Philadelphia Phillies.

Also, preceding him in death was his first wife Irene Moore Barham; son Terry Lee Barham; and multiple siblings.

He is survived by his wife Laura Williams Barham; son Tommy Barham (Lynda); daughter-in-law Lisa Barham; step-sons Danny Williams (Margaret), Mark Williams (Jackie); Step-daughter Tannis Barnes (Jerry); brother Marvin Barham; 4 grandchildren, 7 step-grandchildren, and 2 step-great-grandchildren.

A visitation will be April 18, 2018 from 12pm till 2pm at Ogden Baptist Church, Wilmington, NC. The funeral service will be April 18, 2018 at 2pm with Rev. Danny Justice. Interment will be immediately following the service at Oleander Memorial Gardens.


  • Visitation Wednesday, April 18, 2018
  • Funeral Service Wednesday, April 18, 2018
  • Interment Wednesday, April 18, 2018

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Andrea Barham Sullivan

April 19, 2018

As I drove across a time zone to come home for your funeral, the silence in the car as the miles unfolded gave me time for reflection.

Most everyone loves their grandfather in some form or fashion. Mine was special. He was like an oak tree. Tall, strong, and a place to turn to. As a kid, I climbed many such oak tree. I learned things from them. How to be brave.... how to turn to them for shelter from the rain or the summer sun.... I learned how to hear their stories, sitting under them and leaning again them as the winds swayed the branches. The dirt paths lined by such trees are a call home. He taught us all how to stand tall regardless of the kind of storm coming on the wind. He taught us how to have wide-sweeping branches in life, and that caring for others was one of the highest honors. I’m not sure that any one of us could possibly ever do it as well as he did, but our task is to try. Now we lay OUR “oak tree” to rest amongst the oak trees and hills that also hold grandma, who’s embrace has been missing for so long. We will cry. I will cry. And I will think.

What must it be like for you now, again restored to your prime. Able to slide a base and pop up like it was nothing.... the dim, pale colors of this world augmented into the true, hi def..... to step out of darkness, into the lights of Heaven as a cool mist swirls. The smell of grandma’s fried chicken is calling to you..... from a home on the far side of a perfect baseball diamond. A well oiled glove awaits you.... and an army of siblings...... and your son. Welcome home. For all the innings you played during your walk on this Earth..... you are truly now, and forever will be, my Angel In the Outfield

Margaret Williams

April 18, 2018

"Mr. Preaton" is what I called him. I have a memory. My mother in law had introduced me to him 2009. My next encounter was at the check out in a local grocery store. Smiling and gracious as always I will never forget his reaction to my answer to a question he ask me. It was a brief encounter in a noisy bustling store and he ask me, "What is your favorite Book in the Bible? Not so much my answer as it was his reaction to my response, Roman, I answered. He cheered with fist in the air, "Road to Romans!". Know what "Mr. Preston" had that familiar twinkle in his eye and I always felt I met with his approval. He did Love my Mother in Law, Laura Lee Leonard Williams Barham and he did Love the Lord Jesus Christ. I will miss him.

Lynda Barham

April 18, 2018

I will always remember Preston for the way he loved his family. Lauren was 4 when Tommy and I got married. Preston loved us like we had been there from the beginning.
A memory I will have always occurred last September when Preston was in the hospital. While being short of breath, he told Tommy and I that he was tired and ready to heaven to see Jesus. What a discussion thatwas and I will always cherish it.
We were not ready to see Preston go on April 15th in the early morning hours. But God had another plan and He took His Good and Faithful Servant Home. Until we see again......

Stephen Barham

April 17, 2018

Preston was indeed a kind and gentle man who loved the Lord. We were neighbors for a while and we also took a night class at Southeastern Baptist Seminary. He was always smiling and had a kind word or encouragement. He was a great uncle but more than that he was a great man. I look forward to seeing him again along with all our family now in heaven but most of all I look forward to seeing our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, as I know he did as well. Farewell till we meet again.

Paul Barham

April 16, 2018

Uncle Preston was a humble, soft-spoken Christian man with a great laugh and smile. I will miss him at our family reunions but I know for sure he is in Paradise with his Lord and Savior along with many other Falls folks.

Alan Watkins

April 16, 2018

I grew up knowing Preston Barham as one those "older men" at Falls Baptist Church, although he was probably only a few years older at that time than I am now! I remember as a teenager, Preston talking to me about Christ and joining the church. I always remember him with a smile on his face and a kind word as you passed by him...he will definitely be missed.

Brenda Farrell

April 16, 2018

My Dad was Uncle Preston's brother and we grew up living near them, so we spent alot of time together. He was always laughing and so much fun to be around. We loved going to White Lake together for the week and playing cards with the cousins and Uncles. My best memory of him was when he saved me from drowning in the Neuse river. He had swam over to a rock to sun so I started walking over to join him. I could not swim so he saw me go under and jumped up to save me. He was such a kind and loving man to all and will surely be missed by all of us. He is home now and we will certainly meet again one day. I pray that God will console his family during these days. We love you.