| In Memory of Willie Littleton Seay 1910-2004 |
| I will lift my eyes unto the hills, from where cometh my help. My help comes from the Lord which made Heaven and Earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber or sleep. The Lord is thy Keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore. -Psalm 121 |


| "Almost 10 years has passed since he passed away and he's still here, as ever present as he can be. I think of him more of how he was most of his life than how he was at the end of it. That was the real Willie Seay, the stern, firm disciplinarian, who was a practical, hard working, fun loving, humorist. Though you couldn't always like him - after all he was only human - how could anyone who knew him help but love and respect him?" -Roy Seay |





| "Golden Bells" by Roy Seay & The Seay Gals |