It’s appointed the day a person is born and, also, the day they depart from this temporary assignment on earth.

November 12, 1962, my brother, Mark (now deceased) and his wife, Leatrice “Cheesie” Cassagne were blessed with a beautiful baby girl. They named her Georgia Ann, their only child. Georgia grew up with as much love and protection that parents can give.

Growing up in Reserve on West Eighth Street, it was only natural that she attend St. Peter School on West Seventh. She was baptized, confirmed and married at St. Peter Church.

Her first marriage to Ricky Burns ended in divorce but only after she gave birth to Lacey, her only child. Their divorce didn’t end the love the family had for Ricky.

Twelve years ago, Georgia remarried Dennis Conway. She and Lacey moved to Springfield with Dennis and his two children,

Ashley and Chesterian. Dennis

was just what Georgia and Lacey needed – a godly husband and

father.

According to Lacey and Dennis’ children, they were a happy, typical American family.

Saturday, September 5, 2009, Dennis and Georgia decided to

go riding with friends on 4-whee-

lers. That afternoon, she was thrown off her vehicle and was rushed to the hospital in Baton Rouge. The next morning, she

died.

Only 46 years old and with everything going for her, it was appointed for my niece to die and give up her spirit. I’m sure that death was the furthest thing from Georgia’s mind when she woke up and prepared for her last day on earth.

Her death should be a wake-up call for everyone who attended the funeral. Dennis and Lacey asked if I would say a few words. I was

honored to do so and reminded everyone that one day we will all arrive at the appointed time to leave this brief assignment on earth. The question is: Where will we spend eternity?

If you have any questions, or comments, please write to Get High on Life, P.O. Drawer U, Reserve, LA 70084, call (985) 652-8477, or e-mail: hkeller@comcast.net.