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Funeral Card Friday: William R. Bunn

I had always thought that my Grand Uncle Robert W. Bunn was the youngest sibling of my Grandmother, Helen Bunn.  When you are able to see all the data, documents and information in front of you, then you are able to see the full picture.
I did a post recently on the last living brother (sibling) of my grandmother and stated he was the youngest. Then when I was posting my Grand Uncle William’s Funeral Card, and began transcribing, I realized that I was wrong.  So it goes to show that the information that you have could change, and that you need to be flexible with the information you have because primary source documents could change everything that you hold to be true.
William R. Bunn
Funeral Card



     William R. Bunn was born in Lake Providence, Louisiana, to the late Rev. Robert W. and Edith Bunn. He was the youngest of 8 children.

     William confessed his hope in Christ at an early age at the Little Bethel AME Church in Lake Providence under the leadership of the late Rev. C.C. Hutchinson. He had recently united with the Labanah Baptist Church under the leadership of the pastor, Rev. Stacy Watson. 

     William was educated at Milliven Rosenwald in Lake providence, Louisiana. In 1940 he united in holy matrimony to Arlee Banks. “Red” as hew was affectionately called, was employed by the Reynolds Metal Company in Bauxite, Arkansas for 11 years. For the following 27 years, he was employed by ACME Steel Company in Chicago, Illinois. He returned to Little Rock in 1986 to retire and resided there until the time of his homegoing. He departed this life on Sunday, March 6, 1994. 

     He leaves to cherish his memories, a loving and devoted wife, Arlee Bunn; one daughter, Mrs. Roger L. Phillips of Maywood, Illinois; Carol Phillips of Bellwood, Illinois; Rogina Ruffin of Maywood, Illinois, and Melvin Phillips, Jr. of May wood, Ill.; four great grandchildren, kenyatta , Sidney, Melcolm, and Robert; One sister, Hattie Criner of St. Louis, Missouri; two brothers, Rev. Joseph E. Bunn of St. Louis, Missouri and Robert W. Bunn of Rialto, CA; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and other relatives and friends. 


     I remember meeting my Uncle William Bunn with his sister,  Aunt Hattie Bunn Criner at my Grandmother’s funeral.  I could not get over the fact that every time I looked at my Aunt Hattie, she looked just like my Grandmother, only smaller.  This had been the first time I met them. 

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Ada "Bunn" Harp: Funeral Card Friday

     I spent every Summer at my grandmother’s home in South Central Los Angeles, CA. This period of my life of every year, I called it “My Freedom Time.”  I was free to have fun and could stay outside until the street lights came on.

     Up the street was a convalescent home where my grandmother’s forever foster daughter, Diane Dudley used to spend her time volunteering.  I started visiting the  convalescent home when I was 7 years old as I had a relative that was a resident in the home.  Her name was Ada Harp, and everyone called her “Aunt Ada”  I am unsure even to this point what our actual relationship is on the family tree.  This is a question I will be answering within a few days.  What I do know is that she is related to my Grandmother Helen Bunn, my father’s mother.

     When I visited Aunt Ada, there was a male resident that was smitten to my Aunt.  I believe his name was Joe.  I would push him or push my Aunt Ada around in their wheel chairs, and just spend time talking to them.  Aunt Ada lived to be 94 years old (so I was 9 when she died).  I remember her as always being so positive and upbeat, and she was always happy to see me.

Joe, Aunt Ada, (Me), and nurse
Visiting the Convalescent Home

Aunt Ada, (male cousins in front-Unidentified) Me,
Brother Marshall, Betty Porter, Walter Porter & Unidentified relative

Funeral Card Friday: Debra Diane (Mitchell) Griffin

My Aunt Debra was the connection to me and my Fathers side of the family. I had an easier time locating my mother. I was told by my mother that my father had died a tragic death and it was probably in the newspaper. I took a trip to Los Angeles City Library and researched the newspaper microfilm and discovered the actual newspaper clipping of my fathers death.  With the address in the article, I was able to do a cross reference search on the address….The first number I called on the list happened to be my Aunt Debra’s in-laws who lived directly across the street where my Mitchell family lived.

Johnny Roy Mitchell (Bottom)

Aunt Debra was the first person I spoke with on the Mitchell side, and from there we were connected forever.  The Mitchell Clan came to Spring Valley, CA to visit me, and it was a wonderful reunion.  My Aunt Debra was an amazing woman.  She fought cancer the last few years of her life, but in doing so she touched many lives.  I will do more of a story about her at a later date.

Aunt Debra is sorely missed as she was the Genealogist of the Mitchell/Howard Family, and she enjoyed bringing family together.

The middle portion of the funeral card was left out and some names blotted out to protect those that are living that do not want their photo’s published online.

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Felipe Espinoza, Jr., Funeral Card Friday

Felipe Espinoza Jr.

[I never had the opportunity to know my grandfather, but I adored him much more than anyone would understand. Our few hours together  could not be matched even if I had spent a million hours with him. I discovered from this picture, that I have his “eyebrows”!  I always wondered who on earth had eyebrows like mine?]

A 55-year resident of San Pedro, passed away on October 8, 2010, at the age of 84. He was born in Wickenburg, Arizona on March 3, 1926. He was a World War II veteran, and attained 50 years membership in Local 721, United Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners of America. Felipe is survived by his wife of 63 years, Esther Espinoza, and leaves behind three children, 7 grandchildren, and 11 great-grandchildren. On October 15, 2010, visitation will be at 12:30 p.m. and services will follow at 1:00 p.m. at Green Hills Mortuary and Memorial Chapel. Burial will follow at Green Hills Memorial Park.

Published in Daily Breeze on October 14, 2010


Felipe Espinoza, Jr. was my grandfather, whom I met when I was twenty-one years old when I showed up with no invite, at his home in San Pedro, CA.  I remember him as a very kind person, and quite handsome.  He made me feel welcomed once I got past the front gate and into my grandparents home. He later told me they thought I was selling cookies, and that they thought I was my sister with short hair.

I feel my story of reunion with my birth family begins with my grandfather Felipe, as he was the first one I met, and he was the one who took me to see my “Mother.”  My (birth) mother was a missionary, and she was coming to dock later that evening.  I had no idea of this information, but I was at home two days before Christmas, and I heard God say “Go!”  So I packed up my three children at the time, and went.  There was no better time, as my “Mother” was supposedly going back out to sea the next day.  If I had not shown up that day, I would have missed her.

An interesting story that was told to me be my “Mother,” of which I still need to confirm, is my grandfather’s father was Full Native American.  His tribe was annihilated and those that were left were not recognized as Natives.  My Great-Grandfather’s parents were murdered along with many others in the border of Arizona, so my Great Grandfather was adopted into the Espinoza family, which was Mexican.

It is very difficult not to be recognized as a member of the family, or at least written down, and documented.  If I had to rewrite my Grandfather’s obit, the number of grandchildren would have been “8” instead of “7”, there also would have been “15” great grandchildren instead of “11”, and there would have been “3” great great grandchildren instead of none.

[Funeral Card]  I attended his burial and my daughter attended the funeral.

Funeral Card
Funeral Card for Felipe Espinoza, Jr.
Grave site service

Doves being released at Felipe Espinoza’s Burial

Funeral Card Friday: Celebration of Life Betty Mae (Peters) Porter

My Mother did not have a Traditional Funeral.  I chose to do it similar to my Father’s Celebration of Life.  I rented out a hall, had a Jazz Band to play music that my parents loved, and had lot’s of family and friends in attendance.  I had two couples to be the Emcees of the program which were some of their closest friends and very supportive of me.  There was lot’s of food, and I served food out of my mother’s Entertainment China. The Celebration of Life was Absolutely Beautiful!  The room was full with dignitaries and many community activists.  My mother had two services that day.  The first was with the Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority: Ivy over the Wall, and then the one I had organized.

The following was the Program Card

Here is a collage of the Celebration of life photo’s.