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11/06/10 - NNHS Newsletter - Lou Mallory

Luther Stinson Mallory, Jr.
(d. 03 Nov 2010)

Newport News High School Class of 1947

Dear Friends and Schoolmates,   

   We have yet another sad edition of the NNHS Newsletter today.    Lou Mallory, Class of 1947, passed away in Yorktown on Wednesday, November 3, 2010 at the age of 80. 

From The Daily Press - 11/06/10:


Luther Mallory, Jr.

  YORKTOWN - Luther Stinson Mallory Jr., 80, passed away on Wednesday, Nov. 3, 2010.

Mr. Mallory was a native of Charlottesville, Va., and a resident of the Peninsula since 1941. He was a 1947 graduate of Newport News High School, and a 1952 graduate of Newport News Apprentice School. He served in the U.S. Army during the Korean conflict from 1954 to 1956. After the Army, Luther went back to Newport News Shipbuilding in the sheet metal department and retired in 1992 as a supervisor with 44 years of service.

He was a member of Bethel Baptist Church and the Yorktown Lions Club.

He was preceded in death by his father, Luther Mallory Sr.; his mother and stepfather, Effie and Carleton Bailey; and his mother and father-in-law, Joyce and Paul Wrenn.

He is survived by his loving and devoted wife of 59 years, Joyce Wrenn Mallory; her brothers, Bob Wrenn (Dorothy), Billy Wrenn (Leigh); nephews, Elijah and Paul Wrenn; and several cousins.

A funeral service will be held at 1 p.m. Monday, Nov. 8, 2010, in the chapel of Amory Funeral Home with his brother-in-law, Bob Wrenn officiating. Interment will follow in Parklawn Memorial Park. The family will receive friends at his home.

Memorials may be made to the , P.O. Box 1132, Fairfax, VA 22038. View and post condolences on our online guestbook at
Published in Daily Press from November 6 to November 7, 2010.
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November 07, 2010
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2010

But, Lou, of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious and dear to me. I have never met nor known a more kinder, gentler, understanding, forgiving, loving, and honorable man than you. Your laugh still echoes in my mind, that smile, that twinkle in your eye, that slap on your belly, and sheer look of joy on your face will be forever be engraved in all my memories of you. Rest peacefully for now you are in God's arms, safe and sound. 'Til we meet again...

~ Anonymous, Virginia

November 07
, 2010
 Dear Joyce, As a member of the York Lions Club, I wish to convey my deepest sympathy to you in the passing of your husband of many years. I want to thank Lou for the years of quality service to our club and the York County community. I know Lion Lou has not been active for the last few years, but we have not forgotten that he served as a President of the club and then as District Governor of District 24-D of the state of Virginia. May God be with you at this time of sorrow.

~ Ruth Robertson, Yorktown, Virginia

November 07
, 2010  

My deepest sympathy to you in the loss of Lou; may God be with you in you in your time of sorrow.

Joe Hogge
Richmond, Va.

~ Joe Hogge, Richmond, Virginia

November 09
, 2010  
I miss Lou; he was like a grandfather to me and I wish this didn't happen. I love you, Lou, and I will miss you. From Elijah Wrenn

~ Elijah Wrenn, Newport News, Virginia

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  Our sincerest sympathies are extended to Luther's family and friends at this difficult time.

  Y'all take good care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                          Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty

The Old Rugged Cross

Words and Music by George Bennard, 1913

(The Old Rugged Cross was written in Albion, Michigan.
Or Pokagon, Michigan.
Or Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin.
All three towns claim to be the birthplace of this hymn.)

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

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