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Death Notice - Barbara Jean Everhart Blackmore

NOTE:  Many of you may not know the Gomez family.  George and Mary Gomez are our new pastors at the local church in Lewisburg, Tennessee, Safe Haven Church of God of Prophecy.  Barbara Blakemore is Pastor Mary's sister:
Barbara Jean Everhart Blakemore, age 67 of Flint, MI passed away in her sleep on September 1, 2017 in Canton, Mississippi.
Barbara was preceded in death by her parents, Alfred O. and Elbirta Adkins Everhart and two brothers, Raymond Everhart and James Everhart.  Her survivors include two brothers, Arthur Everhart, Canton, MS, Gregory Everhart, TN, two sisters, Brenda A. (Don) Bollinger, Flint, MI, Mary A. (George) Gomez, Lewisburg, TN, sister-in-law, Pat Everhart, OK and several nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Visitation with the family will be on Wednesday, September 6, 2017 from 3:00 PM until 6:00 PM and again on Thursday, September 7, 2017 from 1:00 PM until 4:00 PM at Bills-McGaugh & Hamilton Funeral Home.  The Funeral Service will begin immediately following the visitation at 4:00 PM with Terry Golden officiating.  Burial will be in the Mausoleum at Sunset Park Cemetery.  Her eternal dwelling place will be Heaven.
Notes of condolences may be sent to the family online at www.billsmcgaugh.com.
Bills-McGaugh & Hamilton Funeral Home & Crematory is assisting the family with the arrangements.
Please join us in prayer for the entire family.

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