Andrew Carnegie Eulogy We are gathered here today to pay our respects to Mr. Andrew Carnegie. Andrew was born on November 25, 1835, in Dunfermline, Scotland. At the age of 13, in 1848, he moved to the United States. Andrew worked a series of odd-end jobs and later found his way into the world of business. He started Carnegie Steel Corporation in 1889 and in 1901 he sold his business and dedicated the rest of his life to his philanthropic work, including the founding of Carnegie Institute…
Grandpa Samuel and Grandma Dorothy were born in Belfast, Northern Ireland. Grandpa was born in 1930, and grandma Dorothy Isabela Violet in 1926. Grandpa had no middle name and Grandma had two. I don’t know how that happened. During the days of my grandpa’s youth, World War II was being fought during the years of 1939 to 1945. Belfast, Northern Ireland was the target of many air raids. It was a mandatory requirement for parents to evacuate their young children to the country for safety…
My grandfather thinks that having many children is the best idea, and he said that he wants to have many children like more than 6 children and he has. He thinks that big family is the best family and having many people in the family is the best idea, and he said that he belongs to a big family and he knows what make it different from small families, and he wants to have many boys and he was so happy when his first baby was boy and he wants many boys to take his name and make his name live for…
I am lucky and fortunate that I married so responsible person. Whenever I talk about you with my family and friends, they often say how responsible you are. Planning for our future, making plans how to make our parents safe and happy, and your "be careful" words whenever I go out. All these things One beautiful night you sat next to me on the couch and talked about your plans of living in India and Poland. Our plans... I am so hopeful that we can realize this dream on the nearest future... I…
On a blazing hot afternoon, I was with my Peer Ministry. It seemed like our whole group, interacting with the sizable population of homeless on the streets of Riverside, CA, was working like a fast food crew; we were distributing food from our cars at a superhuman pace. This activity seemed like any ordinary job our group did together — until I handed a brown paper bag to a homeless African American man. His expression registered shock. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Son, how did you…
It was a beautiful Sunday morning, my two children and I were sitting in the front pew, as we often do, watching my charismatic husband give another wonderful sermon. My gorgeous daughter, Mia, was sitting on my right, attentively hanging off of each of her father’s words. She is a true Daddy’s little girl, you would think at thirteen years old she would have out grown her infatuation with her father, but nope; she is still his little sweet heart. My dashing son, Zach, was sitting on my left.…
I'm sure everyone here is aware of the heart breaking news. The wonderful war hero Andrew Jackson, has passed on, and while everyone here has great things to say about him, I'm sure, we the Native Americans, have the most praise for his accomplished life. Before we start talking about the great things he did to us, we would like to congratulate him on winning the election of 1828. He battled John Quincy Adams and was a well deserved victory that continued his rule of America. First, the Creek…
Friend, As I look over the cornfields of Nebraska, whether I’m working, chatting with a friend, or doing homework (which is usually the case)- my heart often wanders. It wanders to South Dakota where I’ve spent significant time with Native American people and playing with the children there during summer nights at camp. It ventures to Guatemala where approximately 52 girls, some orphans or abandoned, and who have known the hardships and realities of life, spent a week teaching me the meaning of…
(Lyons gets up from his seat, unfolds a small piece of paper with trembling fingers, and looks up at the crowd with tears in his eyes.) Lyons: I’m really honored to give an eulogy at my father Troy Maxon’s funeral. A few years ago, I would never believe that one day I would voluntarily praise my father, let alone write an eulogy for him. You see, my father and I didn’t have the most harmonious and loving father-son relationship. I never liked my father when I was young. I blamed my father for…
For My Grandpa Baba, as I write this I cannot hold back the tears especially as you passed away in my absence. I was looking forward to finishing my masters and coming home to show you my certificate, as I know you would have being proud of me, but Alas death has deprived me of this. I am truly grateful to God for blessing me with a Grandfather like you, so peaceful, calm, loving and most especially God-fearing. It is amazing how much knowledge and wisdom you had. You taught me to always work…