In Loving Memory

Barbara Hill
November 5, 1937 ~ May 29, 2002

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"AFTERGLOW"

I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one;
I'd like to leave an afterglow
of smile when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve
to dry before the sun,
of happy moments that leave
when life is done.

~~~Helen Lowere Marshall~~~

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Barbara Louise Bowen was born on November 5, 1937. She graduated from Odessa High School in 1956 and from Rutherford Metropolitian School of Business in 1961. She also attended Odessa College, Sul Ross State University and numerous other institutions and colleges for continuing education and specific courses for advancement and training. After 25 years of being in insurance, she retired as an Insurance Broker in 1995.

Barbara is a life paid up member of Beta Sigma Phi and holds the Master degree, which is the highest degree ever given in Beta Sigma Phi. She joined BSP in 1972 in Odessa, Texas and has never taken a leave. She enjoyed her many associates in the chapters that she belonged to over the years.

She was a member of the First United Methodist Church in Hamilton, Texas.

She married Rex Hill on July 30, 1990 in Midland, Texas. She is survived by her husband Rex, two daughters; Kelly Louise Redding and Robin Renee Owen, a step-daughter LuAnn Soto, six grandchildren; Kevin and Brandy Redding, James Aaron Hill, Samantha and Amanda Soto, and Donovan Neil Owen. She is also survived by one brother, Don Bowen and his wife Jeanie, and her sister Laura Cralle and her husband Michael, and countless nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her parents, William Thornton and Edith Bowen, son Jerry Alton in 1976, and a younger brother Bill Bowen in 1998.

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"Hymn of Promise"
midi sequence by Bob Sorum

In the bulb there is a flower; in the seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butterflies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there's a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

There's a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There's a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity,
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

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