Lillian Larder

Louisville, GA  – Lillian Sophie Barber Larder, 97, loving wife of the late Russell Porter Larder,  entered into rest early Sunday afternoon, March 1, 2015 at her residence.  A Celebration of Life service will be held on Friday evening, March 6, 2015, at 7:00PM at the Wrens United Methodist Church with Rev. Thad Harvey officiating.

One of eleven children born to the late Anna Cardin Barber and the late Andrew Barber, Lillian was born and grew up in Pittsfield MA, moving to Springfield after marrying the love of her life. Being a talented seamstress, Lillian worked making baby clothes at the William Carter Company where she retired in 1982 with 30 years of service.  Sewing was also her favorite pastime, along with being an avid square dancer. In 1989, she and her husband moved to this area to be near their daughter, building their dream home in Thomson where they enjoyed peaceful country living. After the passing of her husband in 2000, she moved to Louisville where she resided until her passing.  Lillian faithfully attended Wrens United Methodist Church until her health declined.

Lillian is also preceded in death by four brothers and five sisters. Survivors include her children, Pam Pepper-Williams of Louisville, and Arthur Sykes, and his wife, Beverly of Arizona; a sister, Claire Ostrander of Lanesboro MA; nine grandchildren; numerous great grandchildren; a special niece, Karen Barna of Monson MA; and many other nieces and nephews.

The family will receive friends at Wrens United Methodist Church on Friday, March 6, 2015 at 6:00PM—one hour before the service.

The family respectfully requests that in lieu of flowers memorial contributions be made to Wrens United Methodist Church, 202 Russell St, Wrens, GA  30833.

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AFTER GLOW

I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an after glow of smiles 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 summer days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.

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