I KNOW NOT THE WAY I AM GOING, BUT WELL DO I KNOW MY GUIDE. WITH A CHILDLIKE FAITH DO I GIVE MY HAND TO THE MIGHTY ANGEL BY MY SIDE. THE ONLY THING I SAY TO HIM, AS HE TAKES MY HAND, IS " HOLD IT FAST." SUFFER ME NOT TO LOSE MY WAY AND LEAD ME HOME AT LAST."
AND SO IT WAS ON MONDAY EVENING, NOVEMBER 16, 2 0 0 9 , WHEN CHARLES TYRONE HOLMES PEACEFULLY FOLLOWED HIS GUIDE AND LEFT THIS EARTHLY PLACE AND WENT TO
HIS ETERNAL HOME.
TYRONE, AS HE WAS AFFECTIONATELY CALLED, WAS BORN OCTOBER 6, 1 9 5 8 TO GILBERT
a n d Ba r b a r a A nn H arris Ho l m e s , in A u g u s t a , Ge o r g ia . At an early age he jo in e d t h e B e u l a h G rove Ba p tis t Ch urch u n d er t h e Pa s t o r a l le a d e r s h ip of t h e la te Reve r en d B. 1. V e r n o n . As a c h il d h e w a s a m e m b e r o f t h e u s h e r b o a r d , c h o ir a n d t h e Ro y a l Ambassadors.
TYRONE WAS EDUCATED THROUGH THE RICHMOND COUNTY PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM. H e WAS
A 19 7 6 GRADUATE OF LUCY CRAFT LANEY HIGH SCHOOL, WHERE HE EXCELLED IN BASKETBALL AND BASEBALL. HE ALSO ATTENDED PAINE COLLEGE. AFTER LEAVING PAINE, HE ENTERED THE U n ited States A rmy, serving six y e a r s . H e w as h o n o r ab ly discharged after rec eivin g SEVERAL MEDALS.
ON MARCH 8, 1 9 9 6 , HE WAS UNITED IN HOLY MATRIMONY TO THE FORMER TERRY BROWN OF O r a n g e b u r g , So u t h Ca r o l in a . To t h is u n io n t w o c h il d r e n w e r e b o r n .
TYRONE'S FAVORITE HYMN WAS, " PRECIOUS LORD, TAKE MY HAND." HlS FAVORITE SCRIPTURE
w a s Ps a l m 2 3 . H e w a s a p e o p l e p e r s o n a n d l o v e d h is f a m il y a n d f r ie n d s . H is m o t t o FOR LIFE WAS, "YOU'VE GOT TO PLAY THE HAND YOU W ERE DEALT; IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO PLAY, DON'T DEAL IT." TYRONE WILL BE MISSED DEARLY BY HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS.
THOSE LEFT WITH FOND MEMORIES ARE: WIFE, TERRY HOLMES; DAUGHTER, TAREKA HOLMES; SON, TYRELL HOLMES; PARENTS, GILBERT AND BARBARA HOLMES, ALL OF ORANGEBURG, SC; STEP-CHILDREN, TRAVIS BROWN, PITTSBURGH, PA; LATOSHA (THOMAS) DUNN, FORT BRAGG, NC; STEP-SISTERS, CHERYL (JOHN) LEE, ORANGEBURG, SC; TERESA FRANKLIN, TAVIA (PAUL)
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l a w , BROTHERS-IN-LAW, NIECES, NEPHEWS, COUSINS AND A HOST OF SORROWING FRIENDS.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley o f the shadow o f death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with m e; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. " Psalm 2 3 :4

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M any mistakes I have made Among many wrong turns
No more tears For my lessons I have learned

To look back and be disappointed Means I 'll blindly wither to and fro I have long to leave this dangerous valley
A nd see the beautiful river flow

N o more tears As I make my journey ahead M y feet now feels the cool water from the river And there's no more tears to be shed.
AUTHOR: T. HARRIS

Tyrone's Favorite Hymn

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Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. ' I am tired, I am w eak, and worn.
Through the storm, through the night, Lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.
When my way grows drear, Precious Lord, lead me near, WTen my life is almost gone.
H ear my cry, hear my call, Hold my hand, lest I fall. Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.
W hen the darkness appears, And the night draws near, And the day is past and gone,
A t the river I stand, Guide my feet, hold my hand, Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.

Tyrone's Favorite Scripture
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The LO RD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters. H e restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths o f righteousness for his nam e's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley o f the shadow o f death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with m e; Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence o f mine enemies: Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days o f my life: and I will dwell in the house o f the LORD for ever.

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