Condolences to the Hill Family & Smith Family



With Deepest Sympathy to



The Hill Family


and


The Smith Family





Neal J. Hill


Neal J. Hill, age 84, of Lindley, NY, passed away peacefully on October 10, 2011, surrounded by his family. He was born on June 17, 1927 to Guy C. and Betsy Finch Hill at the family farmhouse on River Road in Lindley. He married Marguerite VanEtten on June 23, 1950 in Ithaca, NY. They just celebrated their 61st wedding anniversary. Neal attended Lindley Area School and graduated from Northisde High School. He owned and operated the family’s dairy farm, Hill Farm for a lifetime. He drove a school bus for Harris Bus Lines for over 30 years. Neal was a charter member of the Lindley Presho Volunteer Fire Dept. He enjoyed bowling, hunting and attending East Lindley Baptist Church. Neal cherished his family and visiting friends and neighbors on his Gator while delivering cookies. He is survived by his wife: Marguerite; a sister: Alta Drake; children: Terry (Brenda) Hill, Bonnie Schroeder, and Randy (Dee) Hill; grandchildren: Jessica Allison (Patrick), Kelli Schroeder, Brian (Tiffany) Schroeder, Ryan Pruden (Angie), Brittany Hill and Dylan Hill; great-grandchildren: Madelyn Allison, Ava Lamb and Peyton Baker; and many special nieces, nephews and cousins. He was predeceased by his parents: Guy and Betsy; his brother: Ivan Hill; and his sisters: Vera Westmiller, Rena Terwilliger, and Luna VanEtten. Family and friends are invited to call at Carpenter-Flint Funeral Home in Addison on Friday, October 14, 2011 from 5:00-7:00PM and Saturday from 10:00-11:00AM with funeral service immediately following at 11:00AM with Rev. Sheldon Roblyer officiating. Burial will be following in Fairview Cemetery in Lindley. In lieu of flowers, donations may be directed to East Lindley Baptist Church or Lindley Presho Volunteer Fire Department.



Madeline Smith


Madeline L. Smith, age 91, of Painted Post, NY, died on Friday, September 23, 2011 at Absolut Care at Three Rivers in Painted Post. Born in Corning on March 12, 1920, she was the daughter of the late Judson B. and Grace (Riffle) Kennedy.She is survived by one daughter: Suanne (Jerome) Smith of Summerfield, FL; a son: Robert (Penny) Smith of Mount Dora, FL; grandchildren: Kimberly Kilpatrick of Binghamton, NY, Matthew (Deborah) Smith of Painted Post, Michael (Melisa) Smith of Clayton, NC, Mary Katherine (Todd) Bieloski of Painted Post; great-grandchildren: Colin Kilpatrick, Carter and Kate Smith, Reagan, Kennedy, and Madison Smith, Owen Bieloski; and several nieces and nephews.Madeline was predeceased by her husband, Robert J. Smith, and by friend and companion, Chester E. Randall in 2004.There will be no calling hours. A graveside service will be held at Presho Cemetery in Presho, NY at the convenience of the family.



The Dash


I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend

He referred to the dates on his tombstone from the beginning to the end.

He noted that first came the date of his birth and spoke of the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all was the dash between
those years.

For that dash represents all the time that he spent alive on earth...

And now only those who loved him know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;

the cars .... the house... the cash.

What matters is how we live and love and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard ... are there things you'd like to
change?


For you never know how much time is left.

(You could be at "dash mid-range")

If we could just slow down enough to consider what's true and real,

And always try to understand the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger, and show appreciation more,

And love the people in our lives like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a
smile...


Remembering that this special dash might only last a little
while.



Poem By Linda Ellis

Comments

  1. Rest in Peace, Aunt Madeline. Thank you for the many ice cream sandwiches you gave me at school and the lovely memories I have of our family reunions that you and Uncle Chet used to hold at Aspirin Acres. I always admired you for so many reasons (chief among them that you were just so cool) and I wish I had told you that with more grace than my one stumbling attempt to do so.

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