Myrtle Booker Program

Thank you Mom for teaching me how to be strong. You told me that no matter where I go to take the Lord along with me. You were hard on me because you wanted me to be independent and to know the importance of survival. I take all of your love and teaching into my life to be the best while I’m still here on earth. Until I join the new life, mom, Rest in Heaven. I love you. Your Oldest Daughter, Sheila Rowans LaQueen and LaPrincia Johnson, Granddaughters

Mama, I am so thankful to be blessed as the last fruit of your womb. You taught me how to be a strong woman but soft at the same time. We have so many memories that will never die. During the last days of your life, it was such a blessing to honor and care for you. You shared a lot of deep thoughts with me that made me laugh and made me cry. I

will stand on your scripture Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is the substance of things hope for and the evidence of things not seen.” You said I am your voice when you couldn’t speak. I will carry on what you mean to everyone and that is love. Rest well Mama. To live is Christ and to die is gain! Love, Antoinette aka TuTu