Death Notice Perry C. Pearson

Sensitive, loyal, brilliant, adventurous, one-of-a-kind, 17 year-old Perry Craig Pearson of Johnson City, Tennessee, went to his heavenly home on Monday, July 27, 2015. Perry was born on May 8th, 1998, a son of Craig and Rachel Slagle Pearson. Perry was preceded in death by his maternal great grandmother, Mary Martha Davis Slagle, on May 26, 2015.
He is survived by his loving family: parents, Craig and Rachel Pearson, sister, Rayanna Pearson, and brother, Jonas Pearson; grandparents Marvin and Sara Slagle of Johnson City; grandparents John and Sue Pearson of Stevensville, MT; “Aunt” Nichole, great-grandfather Ralph Slagle, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. Perry has friends from BSA Troop 35 and ETSU University School who will miss him sorely.
Perry enjoyed computer gaming with his friends, movies, music, trivia, reading, bicycling, roller coasters, and the outdoors.
A service to celebrate the life of Perry will be conducted at 2:00 PM on Sunday, August 2, 2015 in the Chapel of Peace of Tetrick Funeral Home, Elizabethton, with Rev. Larry Stamm, officiating. The family will receive friends from 12:30 PM until 2:00 PM in the funeral home chapel, prior to the service on Sunday; or at the home of Perry's grandparents, Pastor Marvin and Sara Slagle.
The graveside service will follow at Washington County Memorial Gardens. Pallbearers will be Kevin Slagle, Erik Pearson, Tristan Pearson, Ronnie Zimmern, Bowen Wexler, and William Rogers.
Those who prefer memorials in lieu of flowers may make donations to the Perry Pearson Memorial Foundation, C/O Heartland Fellowship Church, 211 Heartland Way; Elizabethton, TN 37643.
Online condolences may be shared with the family at our website, www.tetrickfuneralhome.com. Tetrick Funeral Home, Elizabethton is serving the Pearson family. Office 423-542-2232, Obituary line 423-543-4917.
Perry will never be forgotten by those who knew him. Perry was loved immensely and he will live in our hearts forever, until we see him again. Rest in peace, Babe.

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