Born: February 1, 1973
Death: April 24, 2011
Occupation: Long Haul Truck Driver
Hobbies: Riding his motorcycle, wood working, working around the house and loved his bull dogs
Michael Thomas Hill was born February 1, 1973 in Moore Oklahoma and passed away on April 24, 2011 in Roanoke, Texas. He will be remembered for his willingness to help and love for his family.
He is survived by his wife Patricia Hill of Roanoke, daughter Tristen Slate of Roanoke mother Mildred Hill, grandparents Bobbie & Weldon Hill of Waco, son Tyler Hill of Cashion and daughter Tiffany Hill of Cashion.
He is preceded in death by his father, Weldon Hill, his maternal grandmother Andelene Gilbert, and his maternal grandfather Maurice Roy Harvey.
Funeral
Thursday April 28, 2011, 3:30 p.m. at Williams Memorial Chapel in Garland, Texas
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Michael was a loyal and loving friend. He would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He was like a big brother to me. He was protective of me and made sure I didn't get hurt. He was a huge Dallas Cowboys fan. He was creative and loved to work around the house.
Someone once said "He is not completely gone as long as one person remembers his name". I'll always remember your name :)
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No one knew the torment,
That you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
But not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won't dwell upon its close;
We'll remember all the good times,
And forget about life's blows.
We'll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God's all-loving care.
(c) Dick Underwood 2008
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Death: April 24, 2011
Occupation: Long Haul Truck Driver
Hobbies: Riding his motorcycle, wood working, working around the house and loved his bull dogs
Michael Thomas Hill was born February 1, 1973 in Moore Oklahoma and passed away on April 24, 2011 in Roanoke, Texas. He will be remembered for his willingness to help and love for his family.
He is survived by his wife Patricia Hill of Roanoke, daughter Tristen Slate of Roanoke mother Mildred Hill, grandparents Bobbie & Weldon Hill of Waco, son Tyler Hill of Cashion and daughter Tiffany Hill of Cashion.
He is preceded in death by his father, Weldon Hill, his maternal grandmother Andelene Gilbert, and his maternal grandfather Maurice Roy Harvey.
Funeral
Thursday April 28, 2011, 3:30 p.m. at Williams Memorial Chapel in Garland, Texas
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Michael was a loyal and loving friend. He would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He was like a big brother to me. He was protective of me and made sure I didn't get hurt. He was a huge Dallas Cowboys fan. He was creative and loved to work around the house.
Someone once said "He is not completely gone as long as one person remembers his name". I'll always remember your name :)
------------------------------------------------------
No one knew the torment,
That you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
But not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won't dwell upon its close;
We'll remember all the good times,
And forget about life's blows.
We'll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God's all-loving care.
(c) Dick Underwood 2008
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Born: February 1, 1973
Death: April 24, 2011
Occupation: Long Haul Truck Driver
Hobbies: Riding his motorcycle, wood working, working around the house and loved his bull dogs
Michael Thomas Hill was born February 1, 1973 in Moore Oklahoma and passed away on April 24, 2011 in Roanoke, Texas. He will be remembered for his willingness to help and love for his family.
He is survived by his wife Patricia Hill of Roanoke, daughter Tristen Slate of Roanoke mother Mildred Hill, grandparents Bobbie & Weldon Hill of Waco, son Tyler Hill of Cashion and daughter Tiffany Hill of Cashion.
He is preceded in death by his father, Weldon Hill, his maternal grandmother Andelene Gilbert, and his maternal grandfather Maurice Roy Harvey.
Funeral
Thursday April 28, 2011, 3:30 p.m. at Williams Memorial Chapel in Garland, Texas
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Michael was a loyal and loving friend. He would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He was like a big brother to me. He was protective of me and made sure I didn't get hurt. He was a huge Dallas Cowboys fan. He was creative and loved to work around the house.
Someone once said "He is not completely gone as long as one person remembers his name". I'll always remember your name :)
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No one knew the torment,
That you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
But not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won't dwell upon its close;
We'll remember all the good times,
And forget about life's blows.
We'll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God's all-loving care.
(c) Dick Underwood 2008
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Death: April 24, 2011
Occupation: Long Haul Truck Driver
Hobbies: Riding his motorcycle, wood working, working around the house and loved his bull dogs
Michael Thomas Hill was born February 1, 1973 in Moore Oklahoma and passed away on April 24, 2011 in Roanoke, Texas. He will be remembered for his willingness to help and love for his family.
He is survived by his wife Patricia Hill of Roanoke, daughter Tristen Slate of Roanoke mother Mildred Hill, grandparents Bobbie & Weldon Hill of Waco, son Tyler Hill of Cashion and daughter Tiffany Hill of Cashion.
He is preceded in death by his father, Weldon Hill, his maternal grandmother Andelene Gilbert, and his maternal grandfather Maurice Roy Harvey.
Funeral
Thursday April 28, 2011, 3:30 p.m. at Williams Memorial Chapel in Garland, Texas
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Michael was a loyal and loving friend. He would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. He was like a big brother to me. He was protective of me and made sure I didn't get hurt. He was a huge Dallas Cowboys fan. He was creative and loved to work around the house.
Someone once said "He is not completely gone as long as one person remembers his name". I'll always remember your name :)
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No one knew the torment,
That you were going through;
We only kept on seeing
What we really wanted to.
We saw the outward smile,
But not your inner pain;
We never really dreamt,
That you would never smile again.
Forgive us if we failed to see,
What we could do to aid;
Or if we failed to comprehend,
How much you were afraid.
We pray your mental anguish,
Will now forever cease;
And that your deep anxieties,
Will be replaced by peace.
We know your pain invaded,
Every single thought you had;
It made you cry internally,
And deeply, deeply sad.
But we in turn remember,
The good times, not the bad;
We remember when you smiled at us,
And not when you were sad.
So when we think about your life,
We won't dwell upon its close;
We'll remember all the good times,
And forget about life's blows.
We'll remember all the happiness,
The joy and not the tears;
The assurance and the confidence,
And not irrational fears.
Our lives have all been better,
Because you have been there;
So now we leave your memory,
In God's all-loving care.
(c) Dick Underwood 2008
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BELOVED HUSBAND OF TRICIA
Gravesite Details
He has another memorial in Post Oak Cem; see FG #211826223.
