Tandy Thomas Sprague

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Tandy Thomas Sprague

Birth
Fort Worth, Tarrant County, Texas, USA
Death
21 Jan 1991 (aged 41)
Dallas, Dallas County, Texas, USA
Burial
Dallas, Dallas County, Texas, USA Add to Map
Plot
Garden of Love Sec.210 Space 2
Memorial ID
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B R O T H E R

My half-brother was born July 1, 1949 in Fort Worth at Harris Hospital to Mr & Mrs Leroy Sprague he grew up in Fort Worth graduated from Brewer High School in White Settlement in 1968. Married high school sweetheart Judy E. Wells of Fort Worth on June 21, 1968 divorced on Jan 12,1973 ,had one son on Oct. 26, 1970.James Dale Sprague of Fort Worth.

I also know that after his divorce his wife changed the last name to her son to that of the man she married. His name now is : James Dale Aldredge of Fort Worth Texas.

My brother had many different jobs thru out his life, but the one he seemed to love the most is when he worked on an oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico.

He became ill in the summer of June 1987, suffer till the morning of January 21, 1991 at 10:30 am.

He was preceded in death by his father.Leroy Sprague ,and his baby sister Dianna Sprague.survived by his mother & step-father Clarence Williams,and half-brother.
Love Always and Forever

DEATH IS NOTHING AT ALL

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918,
B R O T H E R

My half-brother was born July 1, 1949 in Fort Worth at Harris Hospital to Mr & Mrs Leroy Sprague he grew up in Fort Worth graduated from Brewer High School in White Settlement in 1968. Married high school sweetheart Judy E. Wells of Fort Worth on June 21, 1968 divorced on Jan 12,1973 ,had one son on Oct. 26, 1970.James Dale Sprague of Fort Worth.

I also know that after his divorce his wife changed the last name to her son to that of the man she married. His name now is : James Dale Aldredge of Fort Worth Texas.

My brother had many different jobs thru out his life, but the one he seemed to love the most is when he worked on an oil rig in the Gulf of Mexico.

He became ill in the summer of June 1987, suffer till the morning of January 21, 1991 at 10:30 am.

He was preceded in death by his father.Leroy Sprague ,and his baby sister Dianna Sprague.survived by his mother & step-father Clarence Williams,and half-brother.
Love Always and Forever

DEATH IS NOTHING AT ALL

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918,