Donna Jean Lanning |
Fletcher School Mourns Student's Passing
The student body of the Fletcher Schools were grieved beyond
words at the sudden death of Donna Lanning, from our first grade.
The untimely passing of this child cast a feeling of sadness over high
school students and staff memberseven as it did in the primary department.
There is no questioning the fact that shewas one of our best loved
youngsters.
It is always difficult to see death taken someone from among
us; it is much more difficult if the person taken is young and the life before
them is full of promise and there is every reason to believe full of happiness
and usefulness. Donna's life was like that. Children such
as she are our country's most valuable asset. It is awesome to contemplate
the amount of good that could come from one such life if allowed to live
and come to fruition.
God has seen fit to call home one of our finest. Our loss
is Heaven's gain. We cannot find a reason for the passing of a child
like this, but,it is in such times that we turn to the passage which says,
"All Things Work Together for the Good of Those Who Love the Lord." We
do not try to explain, we simply believe and,from having believed we are
led to a better understanding of life here and hereafter.
Kenneth H. Harrel, Superintendent,
Fletcher Schools |
In Memory of Donna Jean Lanning
The funeral for Donna Jean Lanning, 7, daughter of Mr. and
Mrs. Ralph Lanning was held Thursday afternoon, March 10, at the First Methodist
Church in Fletcher.
Donna Jean died as the result of an accidental fall from
her parents car on the Monday night previous.
A Very beautiful service was given by Rev. J.P. Simmons,
pastor of the Methodist church, assisted by R.M. Templeton, and Rev. Ray
Roach, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Fletcher.
Pall Bearers were the four boys who work at the shop,
Bill Mullenix, Tommie Fentress, John and Charles Ice. Honorary Pall
Bearers were the boys in her first grade room at school: Larry
Arthur,Lawris Ray Roach, Paul Stinnett, Edward Anderson, Tommy Wisener, Mickey
Howard, Charles Reick and D.W. Stroud. The flower bearers were the
little girls of Donna's room at school: Nancy Hrbacek, Linda Lilly,
Sharon Wilson, Sharon Kernodle, Mary Ann Hayes, Katy Lou Higdon, Anna Seymour,
Ann Ruth Conrad, Deloris Kendall, Margie Etter, Daisy Burden, and Judy
Lytle.
The Junior girls of the Methodist Sunday School sang
in the sweet tones of their youthful voices, accompanied by Mrs. Jewel Griffith
at the piano, "This Is My Fathers World", and O, Little Town of Bethlehem."
The faces of the youngsters with their arms loaded with the beautiful
and numerous floral offerings lining the aisle of the church and steps from
the Church were as sweet as the life they were thus honoring.
Donna is survived by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph
Lanning, a sister, Karen Kay, both grandmothers, Mrs. Myrtle Lanning and
Mrs. Anna Smith; two uncles Wilbur C. Smith and Harold Hayes.
Burial was in the Fletcher Cemetery with Wisener Funeral
Home in charge.
Donna Jean had a birthday party the other Saturday.
She loved parties , for she loved happiness and people,
and people were always happy at parties. Especially, she loved this
one for she was now seven, and she knew that seven-year-olds were almost
grown up and could make mother and daddy happy by helping them. Why,
the very next morning she was up bright and early and had breakfast all prepared
before the pleasant aroma of frying bacon aroused mother from her needed
rest.
From then on Donna Jean overflowed with hapiness, and
she shared it with everyone about her. There were so many nice gifts
from her little playmates, and she wondered how she could ever show her thanks.
Of course she could tell them all again at school and maybe explain
the gifts at "Show and Tell"-only her class mates wouldn't have any time
left for their "Show and Tell", for she had so much to talk about! Well,
maybe she could just take a few presents, then there' be some time left for
the other kiddies.
It must have been a good "Show and Tell." She was
radiant when mother and daddy called for her after school to go on a short
business trip to the county seat. There was some explanation about
the new pencil box--it was so nice. She was holding it tenderly when
the wind swept her through the suddenly opened car door.
It was as if an unwitting shoe had trod upon a glowing
flower, the many-hewd crayons scattering as would delicate petals. There
was no pain. Like the flower, the little life had exuded its beauty,
and for having known of it, myriads of hearts were touched with indellible
love. Grief? Yes, seemingly inexaustible grief. We mourn
for all precious things, because we love them so. Donna Jean loved
and was loved that way, her seven years of radiance even yet dispelling the
gloom in saddened hearts. Our Maker provided darkness that we may know
better the light.
We who have platted, groomed and lived in the beauty
of our garden, wish to extend our fervent gratitude to a wonderfully gracious
community. Your generous floral tributes, helping hands, sympathy are
beacons which are guiding us through our darkest pathway of life.
Signed: Ralph, Catherine, and Karen Kay Lanning
Newspaper article furnished by Mrs. Marie Anderson |