Lyle W. Perry
Loving Husband, Father, Grandfather and Great Grandfather.

Born: Friday, November 11, 1938
Died: Wednesday, January 12, 2011

LUGOFF – Lyle Wesley Perry, 72, of 1827 Koon Road, Lugoff, S.C. 29078, died Wednesday January 12, 2011. Born in Oil City, PA, he was the son of the late Henry and Nannie Marie Coburn Perry. He served in the United States Army,  enjoyed fishing, hunting, wood-working, and gardening.
He is survived by his wife of 52 years, Leota Westlake Perry; son, Gregory Perry (and special friend, Linda) of Oil City, Pa.; daughters, Christine Kulling (Frederick) of York, S.C., Beth Edelson (Mike) of Elgin, S.C. and Tiffany McCalmont (William) of West Point, N.Y.; Grandchildren, Amber Perry (Joseph Collins), Adam Perry (Angelina), Kayla Finefrock, Brandon Bryan (Kristen), Amannda Phillips (Brian), Hayden and Wyatt McCalmont, and Lisa Manson (Eric); one great-grandchild, Xavier Perry; and three step great-grandchildren; brothers, Henry D. Perry Jr., and Ronald Perry; and sisters, Betty Patterson, Patricia Loll, Marjorie Goodwill, Barbara Morrison, and Sally Eisenman. He was predeceased by brothers, Richard, Bruce, Donald, John, and Gary Perry.

A private service will be held at a later date. In lieu of flowers, memorial may be made to the Hospice Unit (Warriors Walk) of the V.A., 6439 Garners Ferry Road, Columbia, S.C. 29209 or MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association).

I want to say that amid all of the bad things I have read or heard about the VA Hospice, I have to say
that I couldn’t be more happy with my grandfathers care at the Warrior’s walk Hospice Unit of Dorn VA hospital. One nurse in particular I will aways hold a special place in my heart for, Sheila Brown. She was there in all of the critical moments and shed tears of her own when Papa passed. Her Compassion and understanding went well beyond the call of duty.

Recognizing Veterans Passed

Warrior's Walk Memorial Mural, Dorn VA Hospice Unit

Foot, Representing A vertran's joerney from brith to their journey's end.

A Veteran's Journey from Birth to Journey's End.



In Memory Of

I will hold your hand until I'm home.

Celebrate his life, do not grieve his death. That is what I have heard so many times in the days that have passed since my “Papa” passed. I’ve lost so many loves over the years I thought I had been rendered numb to the pain and desolation that followed their goings, but now I see that this is not the case. The pain is deep, the desolation lingers in and out though sweet sips of Dry Rum and diet coke. The tears have yet to really fall and I can’t find the light that was in my heart just weeks ago. I search and I look, in the lyrics of songs, some emotional twinge to set my tears free but all I find is a huge boulder of emotion caught in my throat and of course that soon passes and I am again rendered numb. I am not a “quiet” person. I am “known” for my verbal emesis… Even writing this blog is like pulling teeth. And Soon, tomorrow will come and I will start a new day – orientation for my new classes, back to work next week, and time will take all of this solitude and the numbness will stay… Move on, forward motion, progress, that is what humans do. And so shall I. But for now, another glass to fill, another tear to forbid to fall, even though I know, it’s what I need. I wish my family was closer. I want to be with them. I feel so far away. Not that joe isnt family, but even as a grown woman, I really just want to lay my head in my mommy’s lap and have a good cry. I want to hug my Gramma, be surrounded by Aunts, Uncles, and cousins. I miss my brother. I wish he was closer, and Summerland is too far away, just too far.


Dear Lord and Lady of Creation;

I stand before you in this dark time,
And entrust to your great care my light –
Behold My Grandfather, Lyle Perry, whose smile was brighter than the sun,
Whose delight was in things both great and small,
Who loved completely, and was loved completely.
Whose life will be taken much to soon 

I pray you welcome him into the Summerland,
And that he might rest in your great house.
I pray you will keep his smile bright while he is away from his family here on earth,
That one day we may be together again.
I pray you keep my family strong and patient in this time of great darkness,
And grant us the strength to live without him when the time has come for him to venture home.      As I’m sure he would bid us all to smile.
Grant us all the strength celebrate the life he had,
For there are many who love him,
And many shall speak his name with fondness.

My Lord and Lady,

I ask you to from my heart to offer comfort in many forms
Comfort to my family and to my Grandfathers Friends which he loves undoubtedly.
Bless him, in his time of suffering and bless our family who suffer with him and all those close to him and our family.

Guide us through this darkness and –
Bless us for our Anger, for it is a sign of Rising Energy.
remind us to direct it not at our family, and waste not on our enemy.
But Transform the energy into Versatility so it will bring  prosperity.

Bless us for the times we see evil.
Evil is energy mishandled and it feeds on our support.
Feed it not and it will self destruct. Shed light and it will cease to be.

Bless us for our jealousy, for it is a sign of empathy.
remind us to Direct it not at family. Direct it not at  friends.
but instead Transform the energy to Admiration, and what you admire will become a
part of your life.

help us to Count our blessings everyday for they are the protection which stands
between us and what we wish not.

Count our curses for us, so that we will not be a wall which stands between us  and what we wish.

I will it to be so, with my heart open, my ears willing and my shoulders strong

Blessed Be ♥∞♥

(sorry Gramma, I had to get it out)