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Gary Wayne “Buddy” Roberts, age 63, of Whitley City, KY passed away on Wednesday, March 29, 2017 at Hospice of Lake Cumberland Jean Waddle Care Center.
He was born on November 1, 1953 in Baltimore, Maryland to the late Henry A. and Mary Ridner Roberts.
Gary was of the Baptist faith. He enjoyed gardening, fishing, the wildlife and being outdoors. Gary was also a farmer and loved his cats and dogs.
He is survived by his wife, Brenda Faye Helton Roberts; two step-sons, James Chuck Baker of Somerset, and Timothy Ray (Heather Nicole) Baker of Eubank; two step-daughters, Brenda Green of Somerset and Tammy Gail Clingan of Spring City, TN; one brother, Jimmy (Janette) Roberts of Baltimore, Maryland; five sisters, Karen Whitis of Somerset, Shirley Roberts of Somerset, Barbara Coffman (James) of Harrodsburg, Nancy Hardy of Michigan, and Patricia Greenwood of North Carolina. He is also survived by ten grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his parents.
Visitation will be held on Saturday, April 1, 2017 after 12:00 p.m. in the Chapel of Southern Oaks Funeral Home with funeral services to follow at 2:00 p.m. at the funeral home with Bro. Gary Haste officiating.
Burial will be in Grave Hill Cemetery.
Southern Oaks Funeral Home is in charge of the arrangements.
This is my brother, who always showed his love for others, in his own special way. I can remember when Buddy would play his music so loud and he was happy singing at the top of his voice. This one song, always melt my heart, when it was playing. He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother. Til this day, that song makes me cry and I hold on to the hope of one day, seeing my brother again. Buddy not only love his music but he had a passion of love for his animals. He was always caring for them. In his garden, his surroundings, Buddy would plant flowers, and vegetables. for all that Buddy sowed, he reaped. God Blessed him good, with a wonderful wife, who cared for him for over 24 years. Buddy was a father to her children, even tho he never had any children of his own, and they all loved him. I am amazed, how this family as pulled together to be there for my brother, as they show their love for him. I am Thankful, I got to be there for my brother one more time, before he passed away. I know Buddy, knew, I was there and I read to him, Scriptures of Encouragement out the Bible. I talked to him about the Lord Jesus, and even sung to him, while I was with him. I held his hands and rubbed his aching body, praying, trying so hard not to cry, but the tears came anyway. I made sure, Buddy knew, I loved him and that Jesus loved him more. It’s OK Buddy, Jesus is waiting for you. You can go home now. Now I know, you are with the Lord, living in the present of his glory. Your spirit is beautiful and it will shine in all of us, as we all carry on thur this life, here on earth, until we meet again, in the Kingdom Of God. Rest in peace my dear sweet brother.
This is my brother, who always showed his love for others, in his own special way. I can remember when Buddy would play his music so loud and he was happy singing at the top of his voice. This one song, always melt my heart, when it was playing. He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother. Til this day, that song makes me cry and I hold on to the hope of one day, seeing my brother again. Buddy not only love his music but he had a passion of love for his animals. He was always caring for them. In his garden, his surroundings, Buddy would plant flowers, and vegetables. for all that Buddy sowed, he reaped. God Blessed him good, with a wonderful wife, who cared for him for over 24 years. Buddy was a father to her children, even tho he never had any children of his own, and they all loved him. I am amazed, how this family as pulled together to be there for my brother, as they show their love for him. I am Thankful, I got to be there for my brother one more time, before he passed away. I know Buddy, knew, I was there and I read to him, Scriptures of Encouragement out the Bible. I talked to him about the Lord Jesus, and even sung to him, while I was with him. I held his hands and rubbed his aching body, praying, trying so hard not to cry, but the tears came anyway. I made sure, Buddy knew, I loved him and that Jesus loved him more. It’s OK Buddy, Jesus is waiting for you. You can go home now. Now I know, you are with the Lord, living in the present of his glory. Your spirit is beautiful and it will shine in all of us, as we all carry on thur this life, here on earth, until we meet again, in the Kingdom Of God. Rest in peace my dear sweet brother.
I am so sorry for your lose. May God’s love comfort you.
Rest in peace dear cousin?
So sorry for your loss. May the Lord comfort all of the family and hold you in his loving arms.