A funeral service for Josh Edward Griffin, age 27, will be at 2pm Wednesday, February 4, 2009 at Holly Springs Baptist Church with Pastor Chet Strain of Jubilee Christian Church and Pastor Homer Murray of Holly Springs Baptist Church officiating.
Interment will follow at Libby Cemetery.
Josh passed away Sunday, February 1, 2009 in Longview, Texas.
He was born November 10, 1981 to the late Don Griffin and Sue Griffin Daughtery.
Josh was a loving friend, son, daddy, uncle and brother. As a child, Josh was not supposed to be able to walk, talk or see, but, boy, did he prove them wrong. He has walked many miles, and, man, could he talk. He never met a stranger. If he met you one time, you were considered his friend for a lifetime, and he would never forget your name. His heart was so good. It was childlike, meaning he always saw good in people, no matter what they might have done.
From a small child, Josh always wanted to be a cowboy! Josh loved bull-riding! He would sit for hours watching the Mesquite Rodeo on TV and he would remember each bull's name and what they did coming out of the chute -- which way they would spin. If you ever took him to a rodeo, he would want to go behind the chutes to the bull pen, so he could tell you about each bull. Josh, as a child, would sit on the butane tank in the back yard with his boots and spurs on and he would shout out, while slapping his cheeks, "let's go boys!" He would go to town spurring that butane tank and most of the time he rode it 8 seconds, but every now and then he would pretend to be bucked off or even hang up. He wore the paint off that tank!! Josh would have ridden bulls, as a child, if we would have let him, but we were so protective of him we would not allow it. But that did not stop Josh! He was just like every other kid who wanted to be a bull rider; he would sneak off to do it. Josh thought that we did not think he was good enough to ride bulls, but that was not it, at all! We just knew that Josh could not see well enough and his body could not take some of the blows that most bull riders might be able to take. We knew that bull riding was his passion. Josh was so proud when he rode a bull, he would buy the picture and haul it around in his car to show everyone. Josh was eat-up with the sport of bull riding. Josh loved to ride bulls, but even if he wasn't riding, he was just a happy pulling someone else's rope or working a gate. Josh was a proud daddy! He loved his two kids so much. He bragged all the time about his kids and wanted everyone to know that he was a daddy.
Josh took care of the No. 1 priority here on earth and that was he surrendered his life and accepted Jesus Christ! As a family we find comfort knowing that Josh has entered the Kingdom of Heaven and now he has the perfect body and we hope he is looking down at us with perfect vision and sees how much he is truly loved and how much he will be missed!
Josh always said that if he died, he hoped it was while he was doing what he loved -- bull riding. Well Josh, you got your wish, and you will always be remembered as a Champion Bull-Rider in our hearts.
A Cowboy's Prayer Help us, Lord, to live our lives in such a manner that when we make that last inevitable ride to the country up there, where the grass grows lush, green and stirrup-high, and the water runs cool, clear and deep, that you, as our last Judge, will tell us that our entry fees are paid.
Survivors include his children, Tyler and Cami Griffin; mother and step-father, Sue Griffin Daughtery and Ronnie Daughtery; paternal grandmother, Lois Griffin; brother, Ricky Don Griffin; sister and brother-in-law, Angie Griffin Key and husband, Jason; nieces and nephews, Hunter and Kane Key and Kamryn and Cutter Griffin.
He was preceded in death by his father, Don Griffin; paternal grandfather, Cal "Tobe" Griffin and maternal grandparents, Troy and Annie Bell Hudman.
Cason Monk-Metcalf Funeral Directors; Wade Alexander, director.
Interment will follow at Libby Cemetery.
Josh passed away Sunday, February 1, 2009 in Longview, Texas.
He was born November 10, 1981 to the late Don Griffin and Sue Griffin Daughtery.
Josh was a loving friend, son, daddy, uncle and brother. As a child, Josh was not supposed to be able to walk, talk or see, but, boy, did he prove them wrong. He has walked many miles, and, man, could he talk. He never met a stranger. If he met you one time, you were considered his friend for a lifetime, and he would never forget your name. His heart was so good. It was childlike, meaning he always saw good in people, no matter what they might have done.
From a small child, Josh always wanted to be a cowboy! Josh loved bull-riding! He would sit for hours watching the Mesquite Rodeo on TV and he would remember each bull's name and what they did coming out of the chute -- which way they would spin. If you ever took him to a rodeo, he would want to go behind the chutes to the bull pen, so he could tell you about each bull. Josh, as a child, would sit on the butane tank in the back yard with his boots and spurs on and he would shout out, while slapping his cheeks, "let's go boys!" He would go to town spurring that butane tank and most of the time he rode it 8 seconds, but every now and then he would pretend to be bucked off or even hang up. He wore the paint off that tank!! Josh would have ridden bulls, as a child, if we would have let him, but we were so protective of him we would not allow it. But that did not stop Josh! He was just like every other kid who wanted to be a bull rider; he would sneak off to do it. Josh thought that we did not think he was good enough to ride bulls, but that was not it, at all! We just knew that Josh could not see well enough and his body could not take some of the blows that most bull riders might be able to take. We knew that bull riding was his passion. Josh was so proud when he rode a bull, he would buy the picture and haul it around in his car to show everyone. Josh was eat-up with the sport of bull riding. Josh loved to ride bulls, but even if he wasn't riding, he was just a happy pulling someone else's rope or working a gate. Josh was a proud daddy! He loved his two kids so much. He bragged all the time about his kids and wanted everyone to know that he was a daddy.
Josh took care of the No. 1 priority here on earth and that was he surrendered his life and accepted Jesus Christ! As a family we find comfort knowing that Josh has entered the Kingdom of Heaven and now he has the perfect body and we hope he is looking down at us with perfect vision and sees how much he is truly loved and how much he will be missed!
Josh always said that if he died, he hoped it was while he was doing what he loved -- bull riding. Well Josh, you got your wish, and you will always be remembered as a Champion Bull-Rider in our hearts.
A Cowboy's Prayer Help us, Lord, to live our lives in such a manner that when we make that last inevitable ride to the country up there, where the grass grows lush, green and stirrup-high, and the water runs cool, clear and deep, that you, as our last Judge, will tell us that our entry fees are paid.
Survivors include his children, Tyler and Cami Griffin; mother and step-father, Sue Griffin Daughtery and Ronnie Daughtery; paternal grandmother, Lois Griffin; brother, Ricky Don Griffin; sister and brother-in-law, Angie Griffin Key and husband, Jason; nieces and nephews, Hunter and Kane Key and Kamryn and Cutter Griffin.
He was preceded in death by his father, Don Griffin; paternal grandfather, Cal "Tobe" Griffin and maternal grandparents, Troy and Annie Bell Hudman.
Cason Monk-Metcalf Funeral Directors; Wade Alexander, director.
A funeral service for Josh Edward Griffin, age 27, will be at 2pm Wednesday, February 4, 2009 at Holly Springs Baptist Church with Pastor Chet Strain of Jubilee Christian Church and Pastor Homer Murray of Holly Springs Baptist Church officiating.
Interment will follow at Libby Cemetery.
Josh passed away Sunday, February 1, 2009 in Longview, Texas.
He was born November 10, 1981 to the late Don Griffin and Sue Griffin Daughtery.
Josh was a loving friend, son, daddy, uncle and brother. As a child, Josh was not supposed to be able to walk, talk or see, but, boy, did he prove them wrong. He has walked many miles, and, man, could he talk. He never met a stranger. If he met you one time, you were considered his friend for a lifetime, and he would never forget your name. His heart was so good. It was childlike, meaning he always saw good in people, no matter what they might have done.
From a small child, Josh always wanted to be a cowboy! Josh loved bull-riding! He would sit for hours watching the Mesquite Rodeo on TV and he would remember each bull's name and what they did coming out of the chute -- which way they would spin. If you ever took him to a rodeo, he would want to go behind the chutes to the bull pen, so he could tell you about each bull. Josh, as a child, would sit on the butane tank in the back yard with his boots and spurs on and he would shout out, while slapping his cheeks, "let's go boys!" He would go to town spurring that butane tank and most of the time he rode it 8 seconds, but every now and then he would pretend to be bucked off or even hang up. He wore the paint off that tank!! Josh would have ridden bulls, as a child, if we would have let him, but we were so protective of him we would not allow it. But that did not stop Josh! He was just like every other kid who wanted to be a bull rider; he would sneak off to do it. Josh thought that we did not think he was good enough to ride bulls, but that was not it, at all! We just knew that Josh could not see well enough and his body could not take some of the blows that most bull riders might be able to take. We knew that bull riding was his passion. Josh was so proud when he rode a bull, he would buy the picture and haul it around in his car to show everyone. Josh was eat-up with the sport of bull riding. Josh loved to ride bulls, but even if he wasn't riding, he was just a happy pulling someone else's rope or working a gate. Josh was a proud daddy! He loved his two kids so much. He bragged all the time about his kids and wanted everyone to know that he was a daddy.
Josh took care of the No. 1 priority here on earth and that was he surrendered his life and accepted Jesus Christ! As a family we find comfort knowing that Josh has entered the Kingdom of Heaven and now he has the perfect body and we hope he is looking down at us with perfect vision and sees how much he is truly loved and how much he will be missed!
Josh always said that if he died, he hoped it was while he was doing what he loved -- bull riding. Well Josh, you got your wish, and you will always be remembered as a Champion Bull-Rider in our hearts.
A Cowboy's Prayer Help us, Lord, to live our lives in such a manner that when we make that last inevitable ride to the country up there, where the grass grows lush, green and stirrup-high, and the water runs cool, clear and deep, that you, as our last Judge, will tell us that our entry fees are paid.
Survivors include his children, Tyler and Cami Griffin; mother and step-father, Sue Griffin Daughtery and Ronnie Daughtery; paternal grandmother, Lois Griffin; brother, Ricky Don Griffin; sister and brother-in-law, Angie Griffin Key and husband, Jason; nieces and nephews, Hunter and Kane Key and Kamryn and Cutter Griffin.
He was preceded in death by his father, Don Griffin; paternal grandfather, Cal "Tobe" Griffin and maternal grandparents, Troy and Annie Bell Hudman.
Cason Monk-Metcalf Funeral Directors; Wade Alexander, director.
Interment will follow at Libby Cemetery.
Josh passed away Sunday, February 1, 2009 in Longview, Texas.
He was born November 10, 1981 to the late Don Griffin and Sue Griffin Daughtery.
Josh was a loving friend, son, daddy, uncle and brother. As a child, Josh was not supposed to be able to walk, talk or see, but, boy, did he prove them wrong. He has walked many miles, and, man, could he talk. He never met a stranger. If he met you one time, you were considered his friend for a lifetime, and he would never forget your name. His heart was so good. It was childlike, meaning he always saw good in people, no matter what they might have done.
From a small child, Josh always wanted to be a cowboy! Josh loved bull-riding! He would sit for hours watching the Mesquite Rodeo on TV and he would remember each bull's name and what they did coming out of the chute -- which way they would spin. If you ever took him to a rodeo, he would want to go behind the chutes to the bull pen, so he could tell you about each bull. Josh, as a child, would sit on the butane tank in the back yard with his boots and spurs on and he would shout out, while slapping his cheeks, "let's go boys!" He would go to town spurring that butane tank and most of the time he rode it 8 seconds, but every now and then he would pretend to be bucked off or even hang up. He wore the paint off that tank!! Josh would have ridden bulls, as a child, if we would have let him, but we were so protective of him we would not allow it. But that did not stop Josh! He was just like every other kid who wanted to be a bull rider; he would sneak off to do it. Josh thought that we did not think he was good enough to ride bulls, but that was not it, at all! We just knew that Josh could not see well enough and his body could not take some of the blows that most bull riders might be able to take. We knew that bull riding was his passion. Josh was so proud when he rode a bull, he would buy the picture and haul it around in his car to show everyone. Josh was eat-up with the sport of bull riding. Josh loved to ride bulls, but even if he wasn't riding, he was just a happy pulling someone else's rope or working a gate. Josh was a proud daddy! He loved his two kids so much. He bragged all the time about his kids and wanted everyone to know that he was a daddy.
Josh took care of the No. 1 priority here on earth and that was he surrendered his life and accepted Jesus Christ! As a family we find comfort knowing that Josh has entered the Kingdom of Heaven and now he has the perfect body and we hope he is looking down at us with perfect vision and sees how much he is truly loved and how much he will be missed!
Josh always said that if he died, he hoped it was while he was doing what he loved -- bull riding. Well Josh, you got your wish, and you will always be remembered as a Champion Bull-Rider in our hearts.
A Cowboy's Prayer Help us, Lord, to live our lives in such a manner that when we make that last inevitable ride to the country up there, where the grass grows lush, green and stirrup-high, and the water runs cool, clear and deep, that you, as our last Judge, will tell us that our entry fees are paid.
Survivors include his children, Tyler and Cami Griffin; mother and step-father, Sue Griffin Daughtery and Ronnie Daughtery; paternal grandmother, Lois Griffin; brother, Ricky Don Griffin; sister and brother-in-law, Angie Griffin Key and husband, Jason; nieces and nephews, Hunter and Kane Key and Kamryn and Cutter Griffin.
He was preceded in death by his father, Don Griffin; paternal grandfather, Cal "Tobe" Griffin and maternal grandparents, Troy and Annie Bell Hudman.
Cason Monk-Metcalf Funeral Directors; Wade Alexander, director.
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