Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Mother Russell you have been a mother to me when the Lord call my mom Mother Hazel home, I will never forget the good time we had, picking you up for church and going out to eat and shopping for your Mother Day from your daughter Patricia, I was so honor Mother call me her God-daughter, Mother was a bright star that light up at church when she sitting on the front row, I will never forget the story she used to tell me when I pick her up for church how Mom stay behind Bishop Williams and she stay around the corner on 10th street, I watch Karen rub your hand and your hair, How Sharon will always be in the dining room when we came to visit her on Sunday,when I walk into her room and I will say, Hey Mother Russell do you know me and she will always say Sister Taylor girl u know I know you, Mother you will be miss dearly, but God seen you was getting tired and your room was ready, he sent his best angels down to escort you home where the Saint was ready to greet you with your White Robe, Mother get your rest you job here is done.