Gerald Edward “Jerry” Suit of Bonnerdale, Arkansas, departed this life and walked into the arms of Jesus February 9, 2024, with his loving wife by his side.
Jerry was born on April 10, 1938 in a log cabin in Bonnerdale, Arkansas to the late Lucy Myrtle Suit Wilson and Dairty Bly Suit. He is survived by his devoted wife, Linda; Children, Gerald Wayne (Joy) Suit, Cincinnati, Ohio; Marcella Ann (Bryan) Howard, Rose Hill, Kansas; Mark Daniel (Lisa) Suit, Jasper Georgia; Bonus daughter Terri Harp, The Rock, Georgia; bonus son, Michael (Devy) Haas, Cave Spring, Georgia; brothers, Doyle Bly, James C, Donald Ray, Victor Paul, sister, Carol Dement. Grandchildren Diana Suit (Michael) Hillenmeyer, Aaron (Theresa) McKnight; Austin (Amanda) Voss, Jordan (Robyn) Voss, Sera (Trenten) Shaver, Brandon (Susan) Suit; bonus grandchildren Devyn (Kyle) Shiflett, Cameron (Emily) Harp, Michael Colton (Leah) Haas; thirteen great grandchildren, many nieces, nephews, cousins, and dear friends.
He was preceded in death by parents, Lucy Myrtle Suit Wilson, father Dairty Bly Suit, son Eric Steven (Dimple) Suit, Colorado.
Jerry was an aircraft design engineer, then worked for a national company producing entertainment programs for convention groups in Atlanta. He opened Galaxy Productions doing the same. He loved the Lord and his wife above all else. Jerry and Linda’s love was evident to all who knew them. He always had a positive attitude, an easy smile, loved music, sharing his beautiful tenor voice and talent on his many harmonicas at nursing homes and retirement centers. During his last weeks he would often sing “Have I Told You Lately That I Love You”, bringing tears to those who listened. Jerry and Linda traveled the world, making precious memories, and sharing their faith on international mission trips.
He loved his simple life on the creek with Linda and their animals. Jerry’s memory will forever remain in the hearts of family and friends.
Honorary pallbearers are Randy Suit, Aaron Willix, Burl Fryar, Daniel Hill, Michael Haas and Joseph Grover.
A private memorial service will be held at a later date.
The Dash
By: Linda Ellis
I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
From the beginning…to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.
For it matters not, how much we own –
the cars…the house…the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.
So, think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
That can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what’s true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more,
And love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile,
remembering this special dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life’s actions to rehash,
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent YOUR dash?
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