SHREVEPORT, LA- Daniel W. Neal, age 66, passed away peacefully at home surrounded by his loving family and friends on Friday, June 17, 2005 after a lenghty illness. Services will be held on Monday, June 20, 2005 at Centuries Memorial Chapel at 2:00 p.m., with the Rev. H.L. Kendrick Jr, officiating. Interment to follow in Centuries Memorial Park.
Mr. Neal was a member of Bethel Baptist Church in Shreveport. He was preceded in death by his parents, Ernest and Evelyn Neal. Dan leaves to cherish his memories, his wife, Jackie, his children, Diane Pinckard (Darryl), Danny Neal (Nelda), Kim Gregory (Jody), Kelli Mik (Mike), Kristi Krepinevich, Kerri Strain and Ryan Nealy. Survived by his brothers, E.W. Neal (Linda), and Roger Neal; his grandchildren, Kevin, Christy, Dan Alan, Sara, Steven, Alex, Brittany, Raleianne, Kenny, Kaylie, Madison, Jacob, Caleb, Micah, and three great- grandchildren, Khloe, Ethan and Little Kevin.
Pallbearers will be Jody Gregory, Darryl Pinckard, Kevin Neal, Dan Alan Neal, Steven Neal, Alex Mik and Joe Young. Honorary pallbearers will be Teri Draper, David Reynolds, Charlie Atkins, and Jason Strain.
The family would like to extend a special thanks to Marsha Reynolds, Life Path Hospice and Willis-Knighton Dialysis Center for their loving care.
"Dan was a Special and Blessed man, and loved by all who knew him."
GOD SAW YOU WERE GETTING TIRED,
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE:
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU,
AND WHISPERED 'COME WITH ME.'
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU
SUFFER, AND SAW YOU FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY,
WE COULD NOT ASK YOU TO STAY.
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING,
HARD WORKING HANDS, LAID TO REST...
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US
THAT HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
(Thank you Rene for letting me use this poem)
What Will Matter....
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises ... no more minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, weather treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
At your earthly end, it won't matter where you came from
or on which side of the tracks you lived.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Neither your gender nor your skin color will be relevant.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
*****THANK YOU DENNIS SO VERY MUCH FOR SPONSORING MY DADDY'S MEMORIAL....IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME**********
Mr. Neal was a member of Bethel Baptist Church in Shreveport. He was preceded in death by his parents, Ernest and Evelyn Neal. Dan leaves to cherish his memories, his wife, Jackie, his children, Diane Pinckard (Darryl), Danny Neal (Nelda), Kim Gregory (Jody), Kelli Mik (Mike), Kristi Krepinevich, Kerri Strain and Ryan Nealy. Survived by his brothers, E.W. Neal (Linda), and Roger Neal; his grandchildren, Kevin, Christy, Dan Alan, Sara, Steven, Alex, Brittany, Raleianne, Kenny, Kaylie, Madison, Jacob, Caleb, Micah, and three great- grandchildren, Khloe, Ethan and Little Kevin.
Pallbearers will be Jody Gregory, Darryl Pinckard, Kevin Neal, Dan Alan Neal, Steven Neal, Alex Mik and Joe Young. Honorary pallbearers will be Teri Draper, David Reynolds, Charlie Atkins, and Jason Strain.
The family would like to extend a special thanks to Marsha Reynolds, Life Path Hospice and Willis-Knighton Dialysis Center for their loving care.
"Dan was a Special and Blessed man, and loved by all who knew him."
GOD SAW YOU WERE GETTING TIRED,
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE:
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU,
AND WHISPERED 'COME WITH ME.'
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU
SUFFER, AND SAW YOU FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY,
WE COULD NOT ASK YOU TO STAY.
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING,
HARD WORKING HANDS, LAID TO REST...
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US
THAT HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
(Thank you Rene for letting me use this poem)
What Will Matter....
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises ... no more minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, weather treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
At your earthly end, it won't matter where you came from
or on which side of the tracks you lived.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Neither your gender nor your skin color will be relevant.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
*****THANK YOU DENNIS SO VERY MUCH FOR SPONSORING MY DADDY'S MEMORIAL....IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME**********
SHREVEPORT, LA- Daniel W. Neal, age 66, passed away peacefully at home surrounded by his loving family and friends on Friday, June 17, 2005 after a lenghty illness. Services will be held on Monday, June 20, 2005 at Centuries Memorial Chapel at 2:00 p.m., with the Rev. H.L. Kendrick Jr, officiating. Interment to follow in Centuries Memorial Park.
Mr. Neal was a member of Bethel Baptist Church in Shreveport. He was preceded in death by his parents, Ernest and Evelyn Neal. Dan leaves to cherish his memories, his wife, Jackie, his children, Diane Pinckard (Darryl), Danny Neal (Nelda), Kim Gregory (Jody), Kelli Mik (Mike), Kristi Krepinevich, Kerri Strain and Ryan Nealy. Survived by his brothers, E.W. Neal (Linda), and Roger Neal; his grandchildren, Kevin, Christy, Dan Alan, Sara, Steven, Alex, Brittany, Raleianne, Kenny, Kaylie, Madison, Jacob, Caleb, Micah, and three great- grandchildren, Khloe, Ethan and Little Kevin.
Pallbearers will be Jody Gregory, Darryl Pinckard, Kevin Neal, Dan Alan Neal, Steven Neal, Alex Mik and Joe Young. Honorary pallbearers will be Teri Draper, David Reynolds, Charlie Atkins, and Jason Strain.
The family would like to extend a special thanks to Marsha Reynolds, Life Path Hospice and Willis-Knighton Dialysis Center for their loving care.
"Dan was a Special and Blessed man, and loved by all who knew him."
GOD SAW YOU WERE GETTING TIRED,
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE:
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU,
AND WHISPERED 'COME WITH ME.'
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU
SUFFER, AND SAW YOU FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY,
WE COULD NOT ASK YOU TO STAY.
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING,
HARD WORKING HANDS, LAID TO REST...
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US
THAT HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
(Thank you Rene for letting me use this poem)
What Will Matter....
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises ... no more minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, weather treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
At your earthly end, it won't matter where you came from
or on which side of the tracks you lived.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Neither your gender nor your skin color will be relevant.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
*****THANK YOU DENNIS SO VERY MUCH FOR SPONSORING MY DADDY'S MEMORIAL....IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME**********
Mr. Neal was a member of Bethel Baptist Church in Shreveport. He was preceded in death by his parents, Ernest and Evelyn Neal. Dan leaves to cherish his memories, his wife, Jackie, his children, Diane Pinckard (Darryl), Danny Neal (Nelda), Kim Gregory (Jody), Kelli Mik (Mike), Kristi Krepinevich, Kerri Strain and Ryan Nealy. Survived by his brothers, E.W. Neal (Linda), and Roger Neal; his grandchildren, Kevin, Christy, Dan Alan, Sara, Steven, Alex, Brittany, Raleianne, Kenny, Kaylie, Madison, Jacob, Caleb, Micah, and three great- grandchildren, Khloe, Ethan and Little Kevin.
Pallbearers will be Jody Gregory, Darryl Pinckard, Kevin Neal, Dan Alan Neal, Steven Neal, Alex Mik and Joe Young. Honorary pallbearers will be Teri Draper, David Reynolds, Charlie Atkins, and Jason Strain.
The family would like to extend a special thanks to Marsha Reynolds, Life Path Hospice and Willis-Knighton Dialysis Center for their loving care.
"Dan was a Special and Blessed man, and loved by all who knew him."
GOD SAW YOU WERE GETTING TIRED,
AND A CURE WAS NOT TO BE:
SO HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND YOU,
AND WHISPERED 'COME WITH ME.'
WITH TEARFUL EYES WE WATCHED YOU
SUFFER, AND SAW YOU FADE AWAY.
ALTHOUGH WE LOVED YOU DEARLY,
WE COULD NOT ASK YOU TO STAY.
A GOLDEN HEART STOPPED BEATING,
HARD WORKING HANDS, LAID TO REST...
GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE TO US
THAT HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
(Thank you Rene for letting me use this poem)
What Will Matter....
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises ... no more minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, weather treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
At your earthly end, it won't matter where you came from
or on which side of the tracks you lived.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Neither your gender nor your skin color will be relevant.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories,
but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
*****THANK YOU DENNIS SO VERY MUCH FOR SPONSORING MY DADDY'S MEMORIAL....IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME**********
