Tuesday, June 19, 2007 2:00 P.M. ^M etAel SM etAodlAt <^/uw c/b 623 Crawford Avenue - Augusta, Georgia The Reverend Mark S . Pierson ~ Officiating )r She leaves to cherish her memory: her devoted husband, Willie Curtis, R.Ph.; four children, Cedric E. Curtis, Atlanta, Georgia; Dr. Roderick K. Curtis, Washington, DC; Dr. Jacqueline Porterfield (Earl Porterfield), Alexandria, Virginia; Kimberly Curtis, Augusta, Georgia; and one grandson, Rockwell Porterfield. She is survived by: her loving mother, Marial F. Tutt, Augusta, Georgia; one sister, Lillian A. Tutt, Augusta, Georgia; one goddaughter, Allison Jones, Augusta, Georgia; mother-in-law, Ola Mae Curtis, Augusta, Georgia; four sisters-in-law, Mae Ola Abrams, Ventor, New Jersey; Dr. Verma Curtis, Augusta, Georgia; Carmen Curtis, Atlanta, Georgia; Mary Ann Curtis, Washington, DC; two brothers-in-law, Marshall Curtis, R.Ph.; and Baron Curtis, R.Ph., Augusta, Georgia. She also leaves an extended family of aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, and sorrowing friends. My Last Request Please don't say that I gave up, just say that I gave in. D on't say I lost the battle, for it was G od's war to lose or win. Please don't say how good I was, but that I did my best. Just say I tried to do what's right, to give the most I could, not do less. Please don't give me wings or halos, that's for God to do. I want no more than I deserve, no extras, just my due. Please don't give flowers, or talk in harsh tones. Don't be concerned about me now, Pm well with God, Pve made it home. Don't talk about what could have been, it's over and it's done. Just see to all my family's needs, the battle has been won. When you draw a picture of me, don't draw me as a saint, Pve done some good, Pve done some wrong, so use all your paint. Not just the bright and light tones, use some gray and dark In fact, don't put me down on canvas paint me in your heart. Don't just remember all the good times, but remember all the bad. For life is full of many things some happy and some sad. But if you must do something, then I have one last request Forgive me for the wrongs Pve done and with the love that's left Thank God for my soul's resting, Thank God for all who loved m e, Praise God who loved me best. I took His hand when I heard Him call