In Loving Memory of

Diane Wolford Berry

June 24, 1939 - Feb. 17, 2007

Fill not your hearts with pain and sorrow, but remember me in every tomorrow.
Remember the joy, the laughter, the smiles. I’ve only gone to rest for a while.
Although my leaving causes pain and grief, my going has eased my hurt and given me relief.
So dry your eyes and remember me, not as I am but as I used to be.
Because, I will remember you all and look on with a smile.
Understand in your hearts, I’ve only gone to rest a while.
As long as I have the love of you, I can live my life in the hearts of all of you.

Prayer Page for Diane

Prayer Page:
http://joanhigham.com/PrayerPage/PrayerPage.html


A Thank You Note From Ron:
(Written April 21, 2007)

Classmates,

Thank you all for your love and support
during Diane's battle with Cancer.

Your beautiful gifts of cards,
CD's and flowers was overwhelming -
We appreciated it so much.

I am going to bring a collection
of tapes and CD's that Diane listened to all the time,
(Reflections, Aromasounds, Pure Moods etc.)
and give them to our Sunshine Committee,
so that others may share
the same enjoyment that Di did.

Again - thanks for all of the prayers.

Luv always,
Sincerely,

Ron

 


Our heartfelt sympathy, thoughts and prayers
go out to Ron, and Ron and Di's family and friends.

Di was MORE than just a classmate to us.
We will miss her dearly.

We have collected some photos of Diane,
through the years.
Please click on the thumbnails below,
to see a larger view of that photo.

 

       

A few very brief descriptions, for photos #:

 

1. Diane standing in school parking lot

2. Diane's Sr. picture 1957

3. Diane as Varsity Cheerleader

4. Diane with Clarinet, and Punch with trombone

5. Diane as head clarinetist, and Joan in band

6. Diane and Barb Melvin

7. Diane in the National Honor Society

8. Diane and Ron going to dance

9. Diane and Ron on our class photo page

10. Class reunion in 1993

11. Class 45th reunion in 2002

12. Diane in Virginia, and I think Haji and his wife, also

13. Diane and Ron in Reno 2003

14. Di and Ron-- happy together :-)

15. Pizza party in Florida 2004

16. Party Doll car - pizza party 2004

17. Diane and granddaughter hugging

18. Diane in Alaska, with brother Kirk and SIL Elsie

19. Diane in Alaska -- I think 2006

20. Diane, Kirk and Elsie in Alaska -- 2006

21. Di in Florida, 2004


Subject: My comments at Diane's Memorial Service,
by her brother, Kirk:

I’d like to take this opportunity to welcome all of you to this celebration of Diane’s life.
No one enjoyed life more than my sister.

I would also like to call your attention to all the beautiful flowers
and to the title of our opening hymn “In the Garden”.
Diane loved flowers and she loved her garden.
Though many said she had a “green thumb” I think she went far beyond that with her plants. She loved them.

At this time I would like to read for you a letter I have written to my sister:

 


Dear Diane,


Well darlin, as you start on your newest journey, I thought you might like to take a little trip with me down memory lane.
We’ll start this jaunt in 1939, and quite a year it was.

World War II started and at the same time a red headed girl was born in Auburn Memorial Hospital in Upstate New York.
I think I probably remember more about that than you do and for me it was quite traumatic.
I had been King of the roost for the previous 9 years and all of a sudden I had competition.
It wasn’t really all that bad except when I had to rock the carriage to put you to sleep when you had the COLIC!
The next 9 years were really a blur as you grew up and started school while I graduated and joined the Marine Corps.

I left a little girl and when I came back after a few years there was a beautiful young woman in her place.
It was in 1951 when I returned from Korea and married Elsie. I got a wife and both of you got a sister out of the deal.
You were as close as sisters for the rest of your life.

A few years later you graduated from Weedsport Central and went off to college.
Not too long after that, a high school classmate by the name of Ron Berry came back into the picture
and, as they say—the rest is history.

The two of you were married in 1959 and domestic life set in, and we both started families.

Jodie and Jill brightened your lives while Penny, Mark, Paul and Tim brightened ours.
That made me think babe, did you realize that this year the 4 of us have been married for a total of 104 years.
There must have been something in that Weedsport water—
Our children grew up being good cousins and good friends. They blessed our lives with 16 grandchildren
and followed up with 3 beautiful Great Granddaughters, Nicole, Alivia and Mayson.
We’ll never run out of beautiful girls. Of course the boys are pretty sharp too.
There were many family get togethers over the years but a couple stand out.

Remember Weedsport at your house in the early 60”s.
You and Ron had visited us in Michigan and took the children home for a visit.
Elsie followed a few days later. I had to work and couldn’t get away.
Ron decided to give Penny some lessons in how to play golf.
She was eager to show off to Mom, but mom in the way at the last moment
and the golf club broke her jaw and sent her to the hospital. Not all our vacations ended in a fun time.

Another that stands out is mentioned almost every Christmas.
It was the old fashioned Christmas at our ranch. Everyone was there and many brought friends.
We had a house full and then some.
Christmas eve day there was a huge snowstorm, and all the power went out.
Over 20 people with lots of food and Turkey and no power. So we all sat down and worked out a plan.
The wood stove in the house would work fine for the potatoes and squash but what about the Turkey?
Then we remembered that Penny and her husband Dude
had recently purchased an antique old-fashioned wood burning kitchen stove.
It was just sitting in the garage so we pressed it into service.
The women worked in the house while the men made trips back and forth to the garage keeping the fire hot for the turkey.
All the children pitched in and got the old-fashioned crank type ice cream maker going.
We had plenty of snow to keep it cold.
It wasn’t too long before we had a couple of gallons of great homemade ice cream.
It was early evening before we sat down to dinner but what a feast it was
complete with kerosene lamps and candles for light.
I am sure everyone remembers that wonderful experience
.

Then there was our Alaska trip last year.
You told Ron you had always wanted to see Alaska and you invited Elsie and me to go along.
It was a fantastic trip on the Alaska railroad but the event I’ll remember most
is you and Elsie suited up for the whitewater rafting trip. What a sight.

We both know that there have some bumps in this road of life we travel
but you had more than your share and never once complained of a raw deal.
There was always a smile, a positive attitude and your faith in the Lord that ‘his will be done.


Every one will miss you darlin but we know we will be together again some day.
As all of here celebrates your life, we ask that the Lord Bless and Keep you close to his bosom, now and forever.

I miss you sis, and I will always love you,
Your brother, Kirk


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Below, is another tribute to Diane,
written by her Great-Niece - Annelise (Wolford) Freeman

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We are only given one life and often times our lives take unplanned and unforeseen
paths. Avenues which were not projected suddenly open new doors and insurmountable
obstacles sometimes stand in the way. In the end, however, we must choose which way
and with whom to travel. My aunt Diane was the type of person that moved mountains.
I can never recall an obstacle that she did not tackle with a strong heart and an insatiable
mind. Her sheer will and magnetism touched the lives of everyone that had the
opportunity to travel through part of their life with her. Whether she reached out to a
student and gave them the knowledge and the love they needed to embrace the world or
helped a colleague to follow the paperwork trail that is education, or took a splinter out of
a grandchild's finger. Diane Berry always gave the people in her life a warm and safe
place inside her heart. Sometimes I wonder how any woman could have a heart so big,
but she did. Over and over again people have said what an angel she was and how she
was the purest hearted person they ever met.

What perhaps stood out most about my Aunt Diane was her courage. She was truly
"lion-hearted". She told cancer more than one time to "hit the road" while smiling and
moving forward. She found hope and light where many before her tried and failed. She
cold find the silver lining in the bleakest moment. The power of her mind and her heart
kept her living nearly 8 years longer than projected. She never gave into the cancer;
science just could not keep up with her.

The hardest part of losing someone like my Aunt Diane is that it makes life seem so very
unfair. The irony is that she would have never looked at it that way. Cancer was another
obstacle in her path but it did not define her life. Her loving husband, children, family,
friends and her own special talents are what defined her life but more importantly her
sense of self. She contained more honor and dignity than anyone I have ever known. I
know that my sisters, my mother, and I have always looked to her as a role model and a
person that embodies what it is to be a truly, unique, special and genuinely human.

I could stand here today and talk for hours or days, but nothing I could ever write would
do her justice. We are all left with a gaping abyss where her heart filled our days. She
has been the central force in my extended family for as long as I can remember and
although she is no longer with us in body she will live on in each of us. To have known
her is to have been inherently inspired and changed. She helped to make each of our
roads and paths a little easier to travel and those insurmountable objects a little easier to
heave out of the way. In the end she has made each and every person in this room a
better person and in that way we will all continue her legacy, a legacy of spirit and love.

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Below, you can see Diane's church program:

Page 1:

In Loving Memory of
Diane W. Berry

June 24, 1939 - February 17, 2007

Chaplain Van Dickens

-Gathering

-Welcome

-Opening Prayer

-Hymn ... pg. 314 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . .. . . . . . "In the Garden"

-The 23rd Psalm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . (in unison)

The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth
me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he
leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's
sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and
thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of
mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days
of my life: and I will dwell in the House of the LORD
forever.

-Scripture Reading . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . John: 14

-Message

-Witnesses

-Hymn . pg. 301 . . . . . . . . . . . ."Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross"

-Commendation

-The Lord's Prayer . . . . . . . . . .(in unison)

-Benediction

Page 2:

Memories of Grandma

My memory of a time with Grandma is when we went to see the movie
Happy Feet and we laughed and laughed.
~Colin~

A recent memory I have of my Grandma was this Christmas when we were
decorating a Ginger Bread House and her having a brilliant idea! She was
so excited; with a twinkle in her eye she went running into the house and
came back with chocolate sprinkles. She wanted to use them as evidence
that Santa's reindeers had come to visit.
~Danielle~

It was always comforting to be with Grandma, she had a wealth of
knowledge, and when she spoke you knew it was time to listen.
In her presence, you need not worry
for stress and illness are gone in a hurry.

though it may not have been her goal,
all her love would cure the soul,

with her body she did part,
always to remein within our heart
~Ryan~

My favoirte time spent with Grandma is when we came to visit in the
summer and she would pack a lunch and load all of us in the car and go to
the beach for the day.
~Kelly~

My favorite memory of Great Grandma is whenever I came to visit she
would have dolls and sidewalk chalk for me to play with.
~Nicole~

I remember always feeding Sugar and Bear "cookies" with Grandma.
~Amy~

I remember recently when I came to visit Grandma and we talked about all
of my favorite recipes of hers. I loved that for Christmas she took the time
to hand write all of my favorite recipes and put them in a book for me.
~Holly~

Making cookies with Grandma was always fun. Grandma always had a
watchful eye on me as the butter softened on the kitchen counter. She would
look out of the corner of her eye with a smile on her face and say "keep
your fingers out of the butter!"
~Caitlin~

My most favorite memory of Grandma would be her coming to my High
School graduation. I was happy that she was able to see me graduate and
move on with my life.
~Jasmine~

 

Below, is Diane's Memory Card:
(Front cover)

(Below, shows inside)

 

God looked around his garden
And He found An empty place.
He then looked down upon this earth,
And saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you And lifted
you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering,
He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed your weary eyelids,
And whispered "peace be thine."
It broke our hearts to lose you but
you didn't go alone,
for part of us went with you
the day God called you home.

 

 

 

IN LOVING MEMORY OF
Diane Wolford Berry

Born
June 24, 1939
Auburn, New York

Entered into rest
February 17, 2007
Fallbrook, California

MEMORIAL SERVICE
Saturday, February 24, 2007 at 1:00 PM
United Methodist Church of Fallbrook
Fallbrook, California

OFFICIATING
Reverend Van Dickens

INTERMENT
Fallbrook Masonic Cemetery
Fallbrook, California

 

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