Memorial: Brother Jesse Wiley, Sr.

"Not Gone From Memory"

Brother Jesse Wiley, Sr.

Alpha March 12, 1905

Omega April 10, 1983

Service Friday, April 15, 1983

The flowers discharge their bright Ministry of love, elaborate their seeds and die, but not until their work is done. But for man, death comes at all seasons and to all ages. Often he sends no summons before him, but float unseen on the breeze. Death comes on hushed footsteps to all.

Jesse Wiley, Sr. who departed this life April 10, 1983 was born to the union of the late Abb Wiley and Maggie Jackson Wiley in Ouachita Parish March 12, 1905. He remained in his home community Mt. Pleasant - There, he grew up and was a farmer by trade - and his work stood out for itself in such a way that he often had more calls than he could fill.

He joined Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church at an early age and was a faithful member. Served as Janitor since 1949 and ever true to his duties until ill health prevailed. He ws an active member of Prince Hall Mason affiliated with Caladonia Lodge #58, Calhoun, Louisiana.

He was a devoted husband and father, a believer in scriptural admonition to "Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it."

He leaves to cherish his memories: a loving wife, Mrs. Eunice Wiey, West Monroe, Louisiana; three sons, Jesse Wiley Jr., West Monroe, Louisiana, Joe Lewis Wiley, Shreveport, Louisiana, Joe Lewis Wiley, Shreveport, Louisiana, Roy Wiley, Plain Field, New Jersey; two daughters, Mrs. Mildred Cassey and Mrs. Lucy Jackson, both of West Monroe, Louisiana; two brothers, J. Hue Wiley, Calhoun, Louisiana and Elvin Wiley, West Monroe, Louisiana; one sister, Mrs. Mattie Foster, Chicago, Illinois; seventeen grandchildren; six great-grandchildren; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, other relatives and friends.

Poem

Not gone from memory, not gone from love,

But gone to the Father's house above

Gone where the white-robed angels move

Around the Father's throne of love;

And where no pain, or grief, can ever come

There, loved one, thou art gone.

Nina Freeman