Betty and I will miss waving to our dear neighbor. She was a friendly person we enjoyed knowing. Eternally rest grant unto her, O Lord; and may Perpetual Light shine upon her.

- Billy S. Wilson, Jr., Savannah, GA

Dawn, I am sorry for your loss. Your mom was a beautiful lady. Thinking of you with prayers, Nancy

- Nancy Montford, Savannah, GA

We love you!

- Lyn & dorsey burnette, Tifton , Georgia

My sister grieved the loss of her first-born daughter, Star, who died at three years old. I know she was tormented by that for the rest of her life. Losing a child is something no parent or family should ever have to endure. Faye was a lot like our father, Perry. She was seven years older and seemed to somewhat assume a role as my protector. In 1974 I moved to Colorado and asked if she would like to go along for the ride. I dont think she was keen on riding almost 1,700 miles in August in a car without air conditioning, but she did, no doubt in part to see that I got settled okay. She always wanted to feed me and had to be one of the best Southern cooks - she learned well from our mother, Willie. I dont know which was better, her fried shrimp or country steak and gravy. And her lady fingers were as good as pastry gets. Im confident that her life-long best friend, Rochelle Brown, would say she had a mischievous streak. She had a sense of humor too. One time when having fried chicken at her house I thought she put a small piece of breast on my plate. Turned out to be the tail end of the chicken and it didnt take long to figure out it wasnt breast, or a wing or thigh. In later years she got a kick out of referring to me as her "older brother." She also liked to tell about times when wed go shopping and claimed that if Mama wouldnt buy a toy I wanted Id get down on the dime stores floor yelling and kicking. She became industrious at a young age. As a teenager she learned to make beautiful carnations out of Kleenex tissues and she put them on, as I recall, lantana stems. She sold them door to door which made for a nice little income. One of my favorite stories of hers was when she worked at Cravens Bakery. One day Mr. and Mrs. Craven needed to go somewhere and had confidence enough to leave her in charge. While they were gone the phone rang several times but the caller would hang up when she answered. At some point she had had enough and the next time it rang she answered saying "Go to hell!" That call turned out to be Mr. Craven, so she had some explaining to do. She was quite a looker so perhaps the caller was an admirer who kept getting cold feet before saying anything. There were times when Id get aggravated with her. One evening when our parents were out she started teasing me about something. The upper half of our front door was heavy beveled glass. I grabbed something and threw it at her but she ducked and it shattered the glass. We were pretty scared about what would happen when Mama and Daddy got home. But we both escaped with a stern talking to, maybe because they couldnt decide which one was most at fault. Over the years she had my back and did many things for me. Yo-yos were popular when I was a kid and Im guessing they cost under a dollar. But Duncan yo-yos were the best, plus they had rhinestones. They probably cost three times as much so not a lot of kids had one. When I was six or seven years old and in the hospital following a tonsillectomy she showed up with a Duncan for me, surely bought with earnings from carnations or Cravens Bakery. Her intuition could be amazing, and she was right about a lot of things. When Beth and I got married she sent her a card saying "Youre the best thing that has happened to this family in a long time." She knew what a good man Howard was. She loved fall trips to North Carolina with him, Mama, and me. I dont know how thrilled he was about going but he seemed to enjoy the trips and they were better because of him. For us to be roommates worked out great. Also on a trip to California with him, our parents, and Dawn. She loved animals, especially cats. One time an older male with serious physical issues, plus a fear of people, started showing up at a food dish she kept in her carport in case any hungry ones happened by. She already had Millennium or Holly and basically adopted him as her outdoor cat. She named him "Boy" and started leaving her laundry room door open where he could sleep and get out of bad weather. She was the only person who could get near him. Faye loved her family, friends, and neighbors. I think that losing Star made her all the more treasuring of Dawn. Sybil Price and Betty Stephens were wonderful friends and a lot of fun. Rochelle remained close even after moving away years ago, calling faithfully, and when in Savannah visiting and doing things with her. Rochelle is basically the sister she never had. Theres not enough space here to express how kind, helpful, and loving next-door neighbors Roger, Sue, and Cindy Otis were. Also next-street-over neighbor Emily Lagergren. Other neighbors, past and present, helped her too. She didnt know what a friend she had in Linda Fountain until Azalealand where Linda became a regular visitor, even doing her nails. Howards children couldnt have been nicer, kinder, or more generous throughout the years, especially after Fayes health started failing. To all of them we will be forever grateful.

- Les Carter, Savannah, GA