of Osceola, AR
March 9, 1925 - November 9, 2011
Billy Jeff Fry, 86, of Osceola entered into rest Wednesday, November 09, 2011, in Osceola. Born March 9, 1925 in Walnut Ridge, AR to the late Cicero and Letha Fry, he was a member of First Baptist Church in Osceola, a Navy WWII Veteran where he received three Bronze Stars, attended Moler Barber College and was a barber in Osceola for 58 years. He is survived by his wife of 62 years Sarah K. ''Cat'' Fry of Osceola; one son: Larry Fry of Tupelo, MS; one daughter: Patricia Hayes (Ricky) of Gillett, AR; four grandchildren: Whitney Geisler, Dana Hayes, McCrea Fry and Jay Hunter Fry; two great grandchildren: Gunter Hayes and Alexis Geisler; one brother: Delmas Fry of Jonesboro. He was preceded in death by his parents and two brothers: Eugene Fry and Joseph Fry.
You and your family have lost a very special person.My prayers are with you.
Mrs. Sarah, Larry, and other family members,
I was so sorry to read about Mr. Bill's death in the newspaper. I know both my brothers, Rip and Mike, are with Mr. Bill in Heaven.
May God bless all of you.
Cindy Middleton
Sarah - I'm so sorry to read in the paper of Bill's death. I know he will be missed by you and your family as well as Osceola. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Carolyn Drew (Harlan) Province
Ms. Fry, I was saddened to see that Bill has passed away. I will never forget his smile and the jokes he always had to share. Whenever I saw Bill's name for an appointment with the Dr. I knew it would be a visit where I would not only get to participate in his health care but a time to see 2 friends that I have grown very fond of over the years. My God touch your heart with his comforting hands. The VA at Paragould well never forget you or Bill. I love ya. Pat Shirley VA Nurse
My prayers are with you and your family at this time.
May God keep you.
So sorry to hear about Bill. I am very happy that I got to see him on Monday, hold his hand and tell funny stories. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers. He was a great man and will be missed. Sincerely, Susan Colford
My thoughts and prayers are with your family during this time of loss. Growing up in Osceola, I remember he always had a smile on his face. My brother, Allen, wouldn't let anyone else cut his hair for many years after he moved to St. Louis area.
your family is in our thoughts and prayers.
LARRY, I'M SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR DAD. MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.
So sorry for your lose. We appreciated his service for our Country.
A Poem For The Fry Family.
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.
And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew whereof he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer,
For old Bob has passed away,
And the world's a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.
He won't be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won't note his passing,
'Tho a Soldier died today.
When politicians leave this earth,
Their bodies lie in state,
While thousands note their passing,
And proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their life stories
From the time that they were young
But the passing of a Soldier
Goes unnoticed, and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution
To the welfare of our land,
Someone who breaks his promise
And cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow
Who in times of war and strife,
Goes off to serve his country
And offers up his life?
The politician's stipend
And the style in which he lives,
Are often disproportionate,
To the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Soldier,
Who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal
And perhaps a pension, small.
It is not the politicians
With their compromise and ploys,
Who won for us the freedom
That our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger,
With your enemies at hand,
Would you really want some cop-out,
With his ever waffling stand?
Or would you want a Soldier--
His home, his country, his kin,
Just a common Soldier,
Who would fight until the end?
He was just a common Soldier,
And his ranks are growing thin,
But his presence should remind us
We may need his like again.
For when countries are in conflict,
We find the Soldier's part
Is to clean up all the troubles
That the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor
While he's here to hear the praise,
Then at least let's give him homage
At the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline
In the paper that might say:
"OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING,
A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.."
Sarah, Bill sure was a special person to me. I enjoyed sending
him his black roses. We are sure going to miss him at
Eastside when we have a singing, he always really enjoyed coming to hear the quartets. He was a special person. God has a wonderful person to cheer him up, if God needs cheering.
May God be with you all in these days ahead. Our prayers are with you all.
Mrs. Sarah and family, I'm so sorry to hear about Mr. Bill. We sure had some great times dove hunting. He was a great man and will be dearly missed. Our family will be praying for you and your family.