Obituary
Dorothy M. Lyon, 91, beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother passed away Thursday, June 9, 2016, at her home. He is survived by her son Michael and his wife Nannette Lyon; daughter Pam Juhl and her ex-husband Terry Juhl; granddaughter Brittany and her husband Kyle Thompson; grandsons Terry Lee Juhl; Billy Ainsworth; and a great grandson Rowan Thompson. Having lived in her College Park neighborhood for almost fifty years she had many friends and will greatly missed by all. The family requests in lieu of flowers please donate to a veterans charity of your choice.
It seems like such a long time since we last spoke, and yet from another perspective it seems like just a short time ago. But, with each passing day, it feels more and more important that our friendship is nurtured and cared for through remembrance and prayer.
I don't want to have to deliver bad news, but my little fifteen year old dachshund Hannibal (or as you called him: Hanny-Bell) passed over to your side last week. Of course, I'm sure you already knew that since he loved you so much, and to Jack's chagrin, you did had a special friendship with him as well.
It makes us very happy that you and Mr. Lowell are together once again and forever in each other's loving arms. No health problems, or Earthly bothers to interfere with the perfect love you continue to have for one another. I truly believe you have both earned it, and certainly deserve it after facing those tough problems while closing out your last moments on this side. I pray that through the grace of God you are both able to make the most of your much deserved life in Paradise.
I'm truly sorry it has taken so long to type this out. The only excuse I have is pretty lame, and that is my selfish grief over not being able to have a proper two way conversation with you until my time comes to be over there with you and all of my loved ones that have already crossed over.
Please give Mr. Lowell my fondest regards, and if you don't mind, tell him it has always been a great honor to know him as a neighbor, and especially as a friend. I will never forget meeting him the day Jeanne and I moved in, and he raced across the street with his hand outstretched to give me a welcome to the neighborhood with a real handshake you expect from a man from our greatest generation.
Please hug little Hannibal from time to time for us, and while i'm sure we'll meet again some day, please forgive me if I don't rush into it. We will always love you dearly, and until we meet again, will certainly miss your smile and your loving warmth that can fill a room. We surely hope you have one of the very best mansions over there with all of the best amenities. Well, that's it for now.
With our love and heartfelt prayers,
Eddie and Jeanne McMichael
Mom we miss you every day❤❤❤