A TRIBUTE BY DIANE TAYLOR INGRAM TO HER MOTHER,
EVA TAYLOR DECEMBER 25, 2009
I was the last of Mom's family to see her alive
and. hear her speak. Dad had been with her for some time as he
did every day. He told her he was leaving and told her that he
loved her she whispered "I love you"
I arrived a few minutes after he left and would
stay until she went to sleep for the night. I sang some hymns
to her and she would in a whisper sing them with me. I begin to
sing, "there is a sweet sweet spirit in this place." She said,
"I see Jesus." I said, "where?" She said, there." Her eyes were
toward the foot of her bed . I was standing at the head of the
bed. I asked her what He looked like, and she said, "white."
When I returned home that evening , I called Dad
and told him what had happened. We both wondered if Jesus had
appeared to let her know that all was well and she would soon
be with him.
At two thirty the next morning her nurse called
me to tell me that Mom was absent from her body and present with
the Lord, July 29, 2009
Dad has shared with me that a couple of days before
that he had quoted Psalm 23 to her and then asked her if he got
it right. She told him he had. He had also discussed the verse
with her. "Thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil for thou art with me." Mom was a real student
of the Bible. She could quote much of it. Even though she was
weak, she still could remember verses.
Many people have and have had great mothers. Robin
and I had one of the greatest. Dad had a beautiful and loving
Before she weakened, when he would come into her
room at the hospital and later at the rest home, she would say.
"there comes my sweet heart." I was with her and she was expecting
Dad any moment, since he had called me and told me he was on his
way. She told me she wanted to surprise him. When he arrived she
started singing to him, "Let me call you sweetheart for I am in
love with you." Of course he told her he loved her then kissed
her on her brow.
Mom had a beautiful soprano voice, I sing alto.
she and I would sing duets on many occasions, at home, churches,
and on one mission trip to Jamaica. Her favorite song that we
would sing was, "My God and I." In the rest home, before she became
so weak, we would sing it to Dad and some of her nurses. Her voice
is silent on earth. but not in heaven.
A TRIBUTE BY ROBIN TAYLOR BOWERS TO HER MOTHER,
EVA TAYLOR December 25, 2009
This is my tribute to my Mom who passed away July
29, 2009. I can remember the holidays as being very special in
our home. There were a lot of decorations all through the house,
some which Mom had made herself. She was always baking, and delicious
smells would permeate the house. Mom would make a special fruit
cake called Franklin Nut Cake. Now I am not a big fan of fruit
cakes, but this was good. I would say that the crusty bottom of
the cake was okay. I would pick the crust which was left in the
pan while it was still warm. Mom never scolded me, because she
was doing the same.
Besides the excitement of Christmas, there was Mom
and Dad's anniversary on Christmas Eve. Mom would prepare a special
meal. She preferred to stay at home rather than go out since it
was Christmas Eve. She said all the workers at the restaurants
were so grumpy because they were having to work on Christmas Eve.
She would set the table with her pretty table cloth and fine china.
Candles were lit and an album with Hawaiian music was put on the
record player. After dinner Mom and Dad would exchange anniversary
gifts, and Diane, my sister and I were allowed to open one of
our Christmas gifts. Later in the evening we would hang our stockings
on a chair since we did not have a fire place. We went to bed
with great expectations of what Santa would bring.
The next morning would bring the excitement of what
Santa had left. And to see how pleased Dad and Mom were at what
we received. We never had a lot of extra money. It did seem we
always received just what we wanted for Christmas somehow.
So this is the first Christmas without my Mom. I
miss sharing with her the things going on in my life here in Colorado.
She was always so interested. Mom always loved to hear about the
cute things that the grandkids and great grand kids had done.
Although she was suffering from Alzheimer Disease there were times
when we could still talk to each other by phone or when I would
This year Mom spends her first Christmas in heaven.
Even though we miss her so much, it will only be a little while
before we will be re-united. So Mom, Merry Christmas!
A TRIBUTE TO EVA TAYLOR by Her Husband, Bill
Words fail me as I try to give honor to my faithful
and loving wife of over 60 years before the Lord called her home.
"Absent from the body, present with the Lord". It would take many
pages to describe our loving relationship for all those years.
The mother of our two daughters, Diane and Robin. The grandmother
of four, and great grandmother of three.
When I approached the booth at the Collegiate Grill
in Gainesville, GA where she and my cousin Christine Cantrell
were eating lunch. My life was going to make a dramatic change
for the better. I asked Christine to introduce me to her friend
. She said, "This is Eva Satterfield and this is my cousin, Billy
It was love at first sight. She was such a beautiful
lady and so reserved. I soon after, asked her for a date. And
we attended the county fair on our first date. We began to date
every week. She was only sixteen when I first met her. Her father
had died on her eleventh birthday.
I was her first date, she had never dated anyone.
She had no desire to date anyone after we met, nether did I. I
knew in my heart that I had found the person that I wanted to
be my wife.
During the basketball season I was playing basketball
for one of the textile mills and she would go with me to the games
and after the games we were able to spend time together.
I remember she and I, along with her girl friend
from where she worked went fishing and she got a fish hook caught
in the seat of her dungarees. She was so embarrassed.
I proposed to her seated in my car in the front
yard in front of her home. When she said yes many tears were shed.
No doubt that she had been expecting me to do so.
We were married on December 24th, 1947. She was
seventeen and I was twenty-one. She did not realize that six years
later she would be a pastor's wife. Neither did I visualize that
I would be a pastor. But God knew that we needed each other. He
brought us together and gave us a great ministry. She kept the
fires at home burning, especially when I was away in revivals,
she visited with me in hospitals and homes. She supported me in
my ministry, winning many children to Christ.
Upon my graduation from seminary, the seminary honored
her and all the wives of graduating students with a banquet and
conferred on them a PHT degree, Put Hubby Through. While I was
a student she was able to audit several classes wherein I was
Here is what some others have written about Eva
"I was only about 9 years old when Eva and Bill
lived near us. I loved Eva so much. She would let me hold her
baby, Diane. She was always so kind. If there was only one word
I could use for Eva, it would be SWEET. I thought she was one
of the most beautiful ladies I had ever seen, but then she always
was." Marjorie Castleberry - Cumming Georgia ( Bill's First Cousin)
XXX ³ I wish I had known Eva better, but the few times I was around
her, I felt she was the kindest and most sincere gentle person
I have ever known."
Gayle Birkmaier- Wingate, NC
"When Dan and I, along with our six months old little
boy, Ryan, moved to Wingate, NC. My prayer was Lord just provide
one person to encourage me. The next day Mrs. Taylor came and
knocked on our door with a casserole welcoming us to the neighborhood.
That was when I found out that the Lord had answered my prayer
and provided a pastor and his wife, Eva. As next door neighbors.
During the time we lived there, Eva and I became great friends.
She taught me so much. She said, "I have the best husband in the
world, and I know you have a wonderful husband also."
She was so encouraging to me as a mother and a wife.
She was so selfless and kind. Such a beautiful lady. When my family
moved to PA, our friendship did not stop, we talked often by phone.
I once shared with her about my parent's deaths
and asked her what she thought heaven would look like. She said,
"I don't know but I think it will beyond our imagination, and
perfect." That brings great comfort to me, knowing she is without
sickness and with the Lord."
Linda Polto-Lititz, PA