Anthony
One of my fondest memories of “Mother” (Luther D. Chandler) was the way she would bring us all together on special occasions.
She would spend about a day and half preparing memorable meals. The house would be filled with the aromas of buttered oven bake bread rolls, turkey & ham, potato salad, and her special turkey dressing. And let’s not forget her special deserts sweet potato and pecan pies and German coconut chocolate cake.
Mother you are loved and appreciated … I will be missing you, but I believe that death is not final… so until we meet again, rest.
Your loving grandson,
Anthony
