Victor Wheaton

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T Ou Dady For someone who meant so much and loved by all he knew, Who left behind a trail of tears and precious memories, too. We loved the sunshine in his smile and kindness in his heart. But heaven saw that he was tired which meant we had to part. And now that it’s his special day, dear angels, hear our prayer. Please guard him with your gentle wings and tend him with great care. For he was someone wonderful and words just can’t convey. How much we wish that he was here once more, with us today. You Special Spouse The hardest thing that I never thought I had to write. It was one filled with grief and sorrow, pain, and heartache, but it is also filled with pride and joy for the amazing years I had with him, you gave me a life of adventure and love. You can make me laugh so hard my cheeks hurt. I’ll never forget cooking with you in the kitchen or the way you challenged me, and encouraged me, you will be missed truly and whole heartly.

Fo Gandchildren Our grandfather was the only person I believe knew everything and frankly, he was rarely wrong. There wasn’t a distance that you wouldn’t travel to get us or to spend time. We could always count on you no matter what. This is a hard goodbye, until we meet again

Cheris  Memories

Victor Ray Wheaton was born January 12, 1958 in Dallas, Texas to the parentage of James and Lissie Wheaton. He was a longtime School Bus Driver for the Dallas Independent School District. He was a loving father, grandfather, spouse, brother, uncle, and friend.

Victor lived his life boldly, and unapologetically, but yet so real and rare. He had a big personality, but an even bigger heart. He was such a big teddy bear. He would make you mad, and then turn around and make you laugh at the same time. To know him was to love him. Victor was preceded in death by: his mother, Lissie Wheaton; father, James Wheaton; brothers, Walter Davis, Robert Richardson, Kenneth Wheaton, James Wheaton Jr.; and his wife, Margaret Ross Wheaton. Victor leaves to cherish his memories: his son, Willie Ray Ross (Yolanda); daughters, Victoria Wheaton Dews (Matthew), Commanechea (Vodney), Nina Anderson (Anthony); sister, Betty Jean Woods; brother, Charles Wheaton (Deborah); long-time spouse, Tanya Franklin; grandchildren, Willie Wilson, Willie Ross Jr., Wilanda Ross, Wisdom Ross, TreVeon, KevVeon, Ryan Jr., Tranell, Anthony Jr., Ryion, and Isaiah; great grandchildren; Brooklyn, and Naomi Ross, TrevVeon Jr., Talani, K.J., and LaHarmony; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, uncles, aunt, and friends.

Mis M Bu Le M Go When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom filled room, Why cry for a soul set free!

Miss me a little, but not too long,

and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me, but let me go!

For this is a journey that we all must take, and each must go alone; It's all part of the Master's plan, a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds, Miss me, but let me go.

Acknowledgement

Golde Gat Funeral Home