Marjorie Logan, aged 86, died peacefully on September 13, 2019 at Linda E. White Hospice House after a brief struggle with colon cancer.  Marjorie was born April 9, 1933 in Wenatchee, WA and at 2½ years was adopted by her parents Alton and Ethel (Sanderson) Anderson of Battleground, Washington.

Marjorie began playing piano when she was 5½ and loved playing the piano which she did so faithfully for her beloved church for over 50 years.  She enjoyed working in her yard and tending to her flowers.

In 1958, Marjorie married the love of her life, Franklin Mitchell Logan.  She worked for Vanderburgh County Health Department until her retirement in 2012.

She is preceded in death by her husband, Franklin Mitchell Logan; her parents, Alton and Ethel (Sanderson) Anderson of Battleground, Washington; brother Tom Anderson and sister Ruth (Anderson) Cooper.

Survived by her son, Rodney (Carol) Logan of New Harmony, IN; daughters, Karen Logan of Liberty Hill, TX and Launi Logan of Evansville, IN; 8 grandchildren; 16 great-grandchildren.

A celebration of Marjorie’s life and memorial will be held at Evansville Westside SDA Church on Saturday, September 21^st at 3 PM.  She loved her church and church family so much and would want any expressions of grief to go toward donations there.  Contributions in lieu of flowers may be sent in her name to Evansville Westside SDA Church, 2908 Mount Vernon Ave, Evansville, IN  47712.

Dickie Ward passed away peacefully at home in Smith Mills surrounded by family on September 6, 2019, at the age of 82.

He was born July 3, 1937 at home in Reed, KY on the family farm. He was raised and spent many years of his life on the farm, farming, raising cattle and of course hunting. He graduated high school from Holy Name in Henderson KY, then served his country in the United States Army. His shooting skills were recognized and he was placed on the nine member roster for the Fort Gordon (Georgia) Rifle Team in 1962.

His love of the outdoors was a lifelong passion. He loved raising and training hunting dogs all of his life, and was always known for some of the best coon dogs in the area. Later in life, he moved on to beagles and rabbit hunting, but good dogs were always associated with him. He was a loyal friend (and had loyal friends) who could always be called upon to help when needed. If a yard needed mowing, or a hunting buddy was in need, he would never hesitate to help, all you had to do was call.

Dickie had a deep love for family, friends and especially kids. He loved taking kids hunting, teaching them little things in his own way, and watching them loving life and having fun.

He was preceded in death by his dad, Rommie and mother, Pearl Boarman Ward; five brothers; one sister; one stepdaughter, Tonni Reasor.

He is survived by his wife of 33 years, Mary Keeling Ward; son, Darral (Lisa); stepdaughters, Kammi (Denver) Waters, Jacki Wilson; nine grandchildren; one great-grandchild; sister, Lafern Ling; and numerous nieces and nephews.

A Celebration of Dickie’s life will be held at Cairo Methodist Church. There will be a short memorial service at 1:30 with visitation in the Annex from 2:00 – 4:00 pm, on September 14, 2019.

Dickie loved his Church and Church Family. In lieu of flowers he would have wanted expressions of grief to go towards donations to the Cairo Methodist Church Building Fund, at 13510 US Highway 41A, Henderson, KY 42420.

Simple Cremation Evansville is entrusted with care.

The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital; busily occupied with the living and the dying. At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don’t call this my deathbed. Let it be called the bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain. Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play. Give my kidneys to the one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week. Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.

Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weakness and all prejudice against my fellow man. Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God.

If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

On September 5, 2019, David L. Heath began a new journey. Born January 18, 1922, David lived a very full life. He served in the Air Force through WWII and the Korean War. He was the Vice President of the Precision Tool and Die And later worked for Sunbeam Corporation of Meadville, PA. He owned and operated the Heath Acres apartment complex. David was a Master Mason for 71 Years and was also a member of the Hadi Shrine and the Scottish Rite. He was a member of the American Legion for 75 years. He is survived by his wife of 36 years, Jane Thomason Heath; daughter, Carol Lynn Marlow of California; He was a beloved step-fatherto Donald Thomason (Yvonna) and Jerry Faye Thomason and Beloved grandfather to Tiffany Yocum (Jon), Christa Garret (Jordan), Kara Thomason, and 4 great-grandchildren. He will be remembered for a ready smile and a good joke.