Lydia Maxwell

Not enough words to describe how much "Miss" as we called her meant to our family. She kept our son, Eric, from the time he was six weeks old until he turned about 13. She taught him to work in the garden, how to plant flowers, how to use his imagination, and she taught him about Jesus. She was at every major event in his life all the way through his high school grad. When he turned 16 and had

Not enough words to describe how much "Miss" as we called her meant to our family. She kept our son, Eric, from the time he was six weeks old until he turned about 13. She taught him to work in the garden, how to plant flowers, how to use his imagination, and she taught him about Jesus. She was at every major event in his life all the way through his high school grad. When he turned 16 and had a car, the first person he took out on a date was his "Miss". When I would pick him up after school, she often had made a pot of soup and a pan of cornbread for me to take home for supper. And nobody could make fried corn or slaw like she could. She and I spent many Saturday mornings at the grocery store together. I can see her stopping to smile as we rounded the same corner. She deserves a front row seat to all of Heaven's activities. She touched so many, will be missed, but oh what sweet memories we have to remember her by. We love you Miss....Ted, Janet and Eric Hardin

Great Sorrow for the Loss of Liddy:

Liddy baby sat me in 1954 while my dad worked with Bill her husband in his saw mill there at Lynn. My dad was working with Bill Maxwell when he passed away.

Thru out my years growing up every kid around my age would always go to visit Liddy at her home there by the Church of Christ at Strawberry. How often would anybody ages 6 to 20 go to a widow's home

Great Sorrow for the Loss of Liddy:

Liddy baby sat me in 1954 while my dad worked with Bill her husband in his saw mill there at Lynn. My dad was working with Bill Maxwell when he passed away.

Thru out my years growing up every kid around my age would always go to visit Liddy at her home there by the Church of Christ at Strawberry. How often would anybody ages 6 to 20 go to a widow's home and spend the day in this day and age? Everyone loved Liddy.

I remember as a kid when I would get a little out of control, Liddy had a stick on mustache that would scare me into submision, she would say now Larry will I need to put that mustache on? Then I would walk the straight and narrow.

Liddy's son Don taught me how to swim they all was a great family and will be missed.

Me and my family all loved her and know theres a place in heaven for her. Rest in peace Liddy and god bless you and thanks for just being you.

All my love

Larry Powers

In loving memory to Aunt Lydia. It was a blessing to have known her in
my life.