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R.I.P. Mr. Mayfield

Discussion in 'Dog Discussion' started by cheekymunkee, Jul 18, 2006.

  1. cheekymunkee

    cheekymunkee Top Dog

    I don't know if this has been posted yet but Mr. Don Mayfield passed away at his home on Saturday. Give me a sec & I will post up the obit.




    Just noticed this in the other section, sorry about that.
     
    Last edited by a moderator: Jul 18, 2006
  2. cheekymunkee

    cheekymunkee Top Dog

    http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/obituaries/stories/DN-mayfieldobit_18met.ART.North.Edition1.243fd0e.html


    Don Mayfield: Veggie patch owner peppered others with kindness



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    [size=-1]08:07 AM CDT on Tuesday, July 18, 2006

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    [size=-1]By KARIN SHAW ANDERSON / The Dallas Morning News [/size]

    Dry dirt and withered peppers and tomatoes may be the last of the garden planted at the well-traveled intersection of Tripp and Collins roads in Sunnyvale.

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    [​IMG] [​IMG] IRWIN THOMPSON/DMN
    For Don Mayfield, his garden at Tripp and Collins roads in Sunnyvale was his church.

    <!-- image1 ends here -->For years, Don Mayfield tended the vegetable patch, which was a draw as much for the tidbits of gossip and wisdom passed along as for the fresh organic produce.

    Mr. Mayfield died at his home Saturday.

    "Nothing else has been planted there, and nothing else probably will be," said his cousin Ed Stiager of Forney.

    The drought took the garden, he said, and cancer took Mr. Mayfield.

    The 68-year-old was told in late May that cancer had spread throughout his abdomen, his wife, Phyllis Mayfield, said in June. Instead of seeking treatment, Mr. Mayfield chose to remain near his garden under the shade of his sugar pear.

    "We called it our church out there under his tree," Mr. Stiager said.

    There, the ponytailed Mr. Mayfield counseled strangers and friends alike, his cousin said.

    "Don helped me through my darkest hours," Mr. Stiager said. "He helped me through some hard times and put my eyes toward God."

    Mr. Mayfield, whom Mr. Stiager described as his best friend, professed to find Christ in the natural elements on his corner lot.

    "He was a devout Christian," Mr. Stiager said. "His calling in life was for others.

    "He was always satisfied with what he had, and he was not a rich man."

    Visitors to the vegetable patch on Monday still found the Folgers can where Mr. Mayfield collected $2 per bundle of vegetables on the honor system.

    His rusty metal chair rested empty in the shade, and a wreath decorated with sunflowers was tacked to the edge of the wooden display table.

    "I just felt that we ought to leave it there," Mr. Stiager said.

    Services for Mr. Mayfield have been set for 10 a.m. Wednesday at New Hope Funeral Home Chapel, 500 E. U.S. Highway 80 in Sunnyvale.

    In addition to his cousin and wife, Mr. Mayfield is survived by a son, Donnie Wayne Mayfield of Farmers Branch; two daughters, Vickie Reedy of Knoxville, Tenn., and Keli Mayfield of Austin; two sisters, Alba Sue Miller of Mesquite and Ruth Ehrenberger of Dallas; four grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.
     
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  3. Ch.Hog05

    Ch.Hog05 Pup

    I can't imagine the turnout that there will be for the funeral.
     
  4. BullDozer

    BullDozer Top Dog

    God Bless Mayfield

    May the Roads rise to meet you,
    May the Winds always be at your Back,
    May the Sun Shine warm
    upon your face,
    The Rains fall soft
    upon your Fields,
    And until we meet again,
    May God hold you
    in the hollow of
    His Hand

    RIP
     

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