Geraldine George Graves, also known as “Grandma Juggs”, 86 of Mount Tabor Rd, Chillicothe Ohio, passed away 4:35 p.m. Tuesday, April 6, 2021 following an extended illness.
She was born December 20, 1934, in Greenup, Kentucky, to the late Milburn and Margie Marie Stiltner George. On May 10, 1957, she married Ray D. Graves who survives.
Also surviving are a daughter, Phyllis Graves, of Chillicothe, OH; a son, Jack Beekman, of Marion, OH; grandchildren, Rodney Graves, Stacy Hughes, Josh Beekman, Jessica Beekman, Jeremey Beekman and Jeffery Beekman; great grandchildren, David Graves, Kaitlynn Graves, Cierra Polen, September Colon, Nicholas Hughes, Ayla Beekman and Leah Beekman; great great grandchildren, Gracelynn Sheets, Mason Graves, Alyssa Matthews and Amelia Graves; a brother, Raymond George, of Columbus; and numerous niece and nephews. In addition to her parents, she was predeceased by sisters, Sue Lowery and Phyllis Ann George and brothers, Sherman George and Oscar George.
Funeral services for immediate family members only will be held 11 a.m. Monday April 12, 2021 in the WARE FUNERAL HOME with Pastor Rick Hartley officiating. Burial will follow in Floral Hills Memory Gardens. Immediate family members only may call at the WARE FUNERAL HOME one hour prior to the service on Monday.
You may sign her online register at www.warefh.com
Spend all your time waiting, for that second chance, for a break that would make it okay, there's always some reason, to feel not good enough, and it's hard at the end of the day. I need some distraction, oh a beautiful release, memories seep from my veins, let me be empty. Oh and weightless and maybe, I'll find some peace tonight, In the arms of the angel. Fly away from here, from this lonely old world, and the endlessness that you fear, you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie. You're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here, so tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn, there's vultures and thieves at your back, and the storm keeps on twisting, You keep on building the lies, that you make up for all that you lack, it don't make no difference, escaping one last time It's easier to believe, in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness, that brings me to my knees, in the arms of the angel, fly away from here, from this lonely old world, and the endlessness that you fear, you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.
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