Archive - September 2008


He made all of us a part of his life
One day at a time
Thru joy and strife
Changing our sights to heaven’s gates

We admired his strength
He was a man of God
Listening to God’s voice
And walking in it

Doc cared for people
He appreciated their differences including those who opposed him
He listened to us
Our differences didn’t scare him-he still respected us

Life was a special joy
He lived it fast and hard
Never fearing twelve hour work days
Or twelve hour drives

There wasn’t anything soft about him
Except his heart
He guided losers to the winner’s circle
He wanted everyone to hear about Jesus

Not enough words to explain him
He loved his wife and children and us
Life with Doc was first class
He was Jesus ambassador on earth

Clay Corvin –September 29, 2008-Wichita Falls, TX


We celebrate a joyous life
Mourning our loss
One man has made an impact
Our loss is his gain

A long life of value and worth
He cared for us-loved us
With courage when courage wasn’t cool
Hearing our hurts and pains
Living with a discipline that encouraged us
He knew each of us by name
Landrum walked to God’s song-Jesus

Family always counted
Wife, children, grandchildren, kin and friends
When you were with him
You were somebody and you knew you could win

A man with no guile
His vision was far-reaching and transparent
Tough with a heart of gold
Beulah land his goal-now he is there

He was our preacher, teacher, leader and friend
Strong guts, no quit
He hated dirt, debt and the devil
One man-Landrum Leavell II
We love him

Clay Corvin September 28, 2008-Wichita Falls, TX


Hi as people come and go
Wearing a coat of pain
Never seeing others needs
A mind that walks alone

How are you?
Just a nicety
People are really rushed
Listening may bring hurt

Oh no!
When the physician talks
People are seldom ready
The reality of life and death

Thank you isn’t heard that much
Graciousness doesn’t abound
Also fear and anger
Prowl the hallways of the down

A cry is an emotion heard
Often-in doorways and halls
A reaction to good or bad news
No one is immune

Words unsaid or
Wished we had said
Are things most thought
A waiting room is the wrong place for regrets

Clay Corvin 9/12/08