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As you Probably know Susie came from a large family. Since not everyone could be listed in the obituary I had a compelling need to list everyone here. The information is as correct as I could make it. Please let me know of any errors or additions.


Parents-


James Nevle Hubbard and Hazel June Bowlin Hubbard


Siblings-

Ernest Eugene Hubbard
Anna Ruth Hubbard Cooke
James Arvle Hubbard
John Ancil Hubbard
Joe Neil Hubbard
Lonnie Ray Hubbard
Lula Geanell Hubbard Thomas
Lillie Hubbard
Kathy Yvonne Hubbard Merritt
Susie Lynn Hubbard Bowdoin
Tammy Gail Hubbard Orrick



Nieces and Nephews and

Great Nieces and Nephews-


1.Terri Lee
Brian
Timothy
Christopher

2.Scytha Ann
Danny Lee Jr.
Kimberly Ann
3.Darris Dean
Christian Tanner
4.Linda Darnell
Mark Landon
Eric
Amy Darnell
Clint
5.Michael Eugene
Tyler
Kayla
Haley
6.Thomas Scott
Kristin
Justin
Tyler
Bobbie
7.Tracey June
Steven
Derek
8.Randall Ray
Holly
Scytha
Jacob
Gracie
9.Lonnie Ray Jr.
10.Janice Louise
Dale
11.Joe Neil Jr.
12.Lisa Geanell
Sydney Geanell
Spencer Richard

13.Renee Kelly
Stacey
Shelby
14.Donna Sue
Brandon
Scott

15.Gary Allen
Shane
16.Dawn Denise
Ashley Ann
Candace Dawn
17.Lori Lynn
Nicholas Gene
Michael William
18.David Arvle
Seth
Kay Elizabeth
Madison Michell
Emma Faith

19.Kristi Gail
Mia Grace
Martin Nathaniel Keith
Issac James-Lynn
20.Keith Lynn
21.Kevin Paul
22.Shauna Marie
Ryan David
Chase Robert

23.Jeremy Nevle
Savannah Rose
Autumn Lynn
24.Keisha Lanae
Lucas
25.Sarah Lyndsey
Brooklyn Jade
26.Bryson


The Fall Of Freddie Leaf  
The Fall Of Freddie The Leaf
By Leo Buscaglia



Spring had passed and so had summer…

Freddie the leaf had grown large. His mid-section was wide and strong and his five extensions were firm and pointed.

He had first appeared in spring as a small sprout on a rather large branch near the top of a tall tree.

Freddie was surrounded by hundreds of other leaves just like himself, or so it seemed. Soon he discovered that no two leaves were alike, even though they were on the same tree. Alfred was the leaf next to him. Ben was the leaf on his right side, and Clare was the lovely leaf overhead.

They had all grown up together. They had learned to dance in the spring breezes, bask lazily in the summer sun and wash off in the cooling rains.

But it was Daniel who was Freddie’s best friend. He was the largest leaf on the limb and seemed to have been there before anyone else. It appeared to Freddie that Daniel was also the wisest among them. It was Daniel who told them that they were part of a tree. It was Daniel who explained that they were growing in a public park. It was Daniel who told him that the tree had strong roots, which were hidden in the ground below. He explained about the birds who came to sit on their branch and sing morning songs. He explained about the sun, the moon, the stars and the seasons. Freddie loved being a leaf. He loved his branch, his light leafy friends, his place high in the sky, the wind that jostled him about, the sun rays that warmed him, the moon that covered him with soft, white shadows.

Summer had been especially nice. The long hot days felt good and the warm nights were peaceful and dreamy.

There were many people in the park that summer. They often came and sat under Freddie’s tree. Daniel told him that giving shade was part of his purpose.

"What’s a purpose?" Freddie had asked. "A reason for being" Daniel had answered. "To make things more pleasant for others is a reason for being. To make shade for old people who come to escape the heat of their homes is a reason for being. To provide a cool place for children to come and play. To fan with our leaves, the picnickers who come to eat on checkered tablecloths. These are all reasons for being."

Freddie especially liked the old people. They sat so quietly on the cool grass and hardly ever moved. They talked in whispers of times past. The children were fun too, even though they sometimes tore holes in the bark of the tree, or carved their names into it. Still, it was fun to watch them move so fast and to laugh so much.

But Freddie’s summer soon passed. It vanished on an October night. He had never felt it so cold. All the leaves shivered with the cold. They were coated with a thin layer of white, which quickly melted and left them dew drenched and sparkling in the morning sun.

Again it was Daniel who explained that they had experienced their first frost. The sign that it was fall and that winter would soon come.

Almost at once, the whole tree, in fact the whole park was transformed into a blaze of color. There was hardly a green leaf left. Alfred had turned a deep yellow. Ben had become a bright orange. Claire had become a blazing red, Daniel a deep purple, and Freddie was red and gold and blue. How beautiful they all looked. Freddie and his friends had made their tree a rainbow.

"Why did we turn different colors," Freddie asked, "When we are all on the same tree?" "Each of us is different. We have had different experiences. We have faced the sun differently. We have cast shade differently. Why should we not have different colors?" Daniel said matter-of-factly. Daniel told Freddie that this wonderful season was called fall.

One day, a very strange thing happened. The same breezes that in the past had made them dance began to push and pull at their stems, almost as if they were angry. This caused some of the leaves to be torn from their branches and swept up in the wind, tossed about, and dropped softly to the ground.

All the leaves became frightened. "What’s happening?" they asked each other in whispers. "It’s what happens in fall," Daniel told them. "It’s the times for leaves to change their home. Some people call it ‘to die.’" "Will we all die," Freddie asked? "Yes," Daniel answered. "Everything dies. No matter how big or small, how weak or strong. We first do our job. We experience the sun and the moon, the wind and the rain. We learn to dance and to laugh. Then we die."

"I won’t die!" Freddie said, with determination. "Will you Daniel?" "Yes," answered Daniel, "When it’s my time." "When is that?" Asked Freddie. "No one knows for sure." Daniel responded.

Freddie noticed that the other leaves continued to fall. He thought it must be their time. He saw that some of the leaves lashed back at the wind before they fell, others simply let go and dropped quietly. Soon the tree was almost bare.

"I’m afraid to die." Freddie told Daniel. "I don’t know what’s down there." "We all fear what we don’t know, Freddie, it’s natural." Daniel reassured him. "Yet you were not afraid when spring became summer. You were not afraid when summer became fall. They were natural changes. Why should you be afraid of the season of death?" "Does the tree die too?" Freddie asked. "Someday. But there is something stronger than the tree. It is life. That lasts forever, and we’re all a part of life." "Where will we go when we die?" "No one knows for sure, that’s the great mystery!" "Will we return in the spring?" "We may not, but life will." "Then, what has been the reason for all this?" Freddie continued to question. "Why were we here at all if we are only to fall and die?" Daniel answered in his matter-of-fact way, "It’s been about the sun and the moon. It’s been about happy times together. It’s been about the shade, and the old people, and the children. It’s been about colors in the fall. It’s been about seasons. Isn’t that enough?"

That afternoon, in the golden light of dusk, Daniel let go. He fell effortlessly. He seemed to smile peacefully as he fell. "Goodbye for now, Freddie." He said.

Then Freddie was alone. The only leaf left on his branch.

The first snow fell the following morning. It was soft, white, and gentle; but it was bitter cold. There was hardly any sun that day, and the day was very short. Freddie found himself losing his color, becoming brittle. It was constantly cold, and the snow weighed heavily upon him.

At dawn, the wind came that took Freddie from his branch. It didn’t hurt at all. He felt himself float quietly, gently, and softly downward.

As he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. How strong and firm it was! He was sure that it would live for a long time, and he knew that he had been a part of its life, and it made him proud.

Freddie landed on a clump of snow. It somehow felt soft, and even warm. In this new position he was more comfortable than he had ever been. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He did not know that spring would follow winter, and that the snow would melt into water. He did not know that what appeared to be his useless dried self would join with the water and serve to make the tree stronger. Most of all he did not know that there, asleep in the tree and the ground were already plans for new leaves in the spring.


Although Aunt Susie isn’t here on earth she is not alone.  

 


 


Susie Lynn Hubbard was preceded in death by her father Nevle Hubbard, her brothers Arvle, Doug and Lonnie, and her infant sister Lily. 


 


      She has left behind her son Jeremy, his wife Heather and Granddaughter Savannah Rose.  Her memory lives on in the hearts of her Mother Hazel Hubbard and sisters Ann, Lula, Kathy and Tammy and brothers Eugene and Joe.


 


  Aunt Susie was born with a rare disease that crippled her body but not her spirit.  Many of you have no idea how much she suffered in life, she always kept a lot of things to herself and put on a brave front.  She had set several goals for herself.  The first was to see Jeremy get married. The second was to see her Grand Baby.

    Savannah Rose brought joy to the last of her life when nothing else could.  Susie told me how greatly she had suffered at dialysis the last few times she went and I was horrified with what she had to endure just to live.  I wondered how can she live like that??  Knowing she has to go back and do it all again over and over. 

     
Well I guess God didn’t want her to suffer any longer either. So he took her home. Susie greatly believed in the after life, and communication after someone has passed.  And I know that she is still here with us, she’s just not suffering now. She is at peace.  It is the ones she left behind who suffer now. 


 


  That’s okay though, it’s ok to miss her, to want her back, to scream and cry at the injustice of it all.  Life is not fair but we must carry on anyway because it is what she would have wanted. We all take so much for granted but Susie didn’t.  She appreciated anything that anyone did for her and gave back tenfold.  I guess we could all learn from her life. 

     She would probably be griping at me for sitting here crying as I write this.  She never wanted people crying over her, grieving.  But the grieving isn’t for her it’s for us. 


 -Lori


Miss me but let me go  

When I come to the end of the day

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little, but not too long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love we once shared-

Miss me, but let me go.


For this journey we all must take

And each must go alone.

It's all part of the Maker's plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds-

Miss me, but let me go.


Lyrics for the song playing-"Remember me this way" From the movie Casper  

Remember Me This Way


Every now and then
We find a special friend
who never lets us down...

Who understands it all
reaches out each time we fall
you're the best friend i have found...

I know you can't stay
a part of you will never ever go away
your heart will stay.....

I'll make a wish for you,
and hope it will come true,
if life will just be kind,
to such a gentle mind,
if you lose your way,
think back on yesturday
remember me this way,
remember me this way.

I don't need eyes to see
the love you bring to me,
no matter where I go
and I know that you'll be there
forever-more a part of me and everywhere
I'll always care.....

I'll make a wish for you
and hope it will come true,
if life will just be kind,
to such a gentle mind,
and if you lose your way
think back on yesturday
remember me this way,
remember me this way.

and I'll be right behind your shoulder,watching you
I'll be standing by your side, all you do
and I won't ever leave
as long as you believe,
you just believe....

I'll make a wish for you
and hope it will come true
if life will just be kind
to such a gentle mind
and if you lose your way
think back on yesturday
remember me this way
remember me this way.
o.....
this way.

Remember me this way-sung by Jordan Hill


If tomorrow starts without me-Poem  

If tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,While thinking of the many
things, we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, As much as I love you. And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too; But when tomorrow starts without me, please
try to understand,That an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready, In heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind;
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye for all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, it seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad, I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I'd say good-bye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized, that this could never be, For emptiness and memories,
would take ! the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne, He said "This is eternity,
and all I've promised you.
Today your life on earth is past, but here life starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last, and since each day's the same way,
there's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful, so trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven, and now at last you're free. So won't you come and take my hand,
and share my life with me?"
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart, for every time you think of me, I'm right here, in your heart.
(author unknown)


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