Horace M. South, born in Bridgewater, NJ, November 12, 1917, peacefully left this world on August 02, 2013 to travel to his next destination.
Paving the way before him are his parents, Edward and Iona (Taylor) South, his siblings, David, Boyd, Russell, Ruth, Thelma, Myrtle and Verna, and his beloved wife of 47 years, Myrtle (Knowlton) (Cooper) South.
He leaves behind his daughter Carol and son inlaw Ed Watt, His daugher Joyce and son in law Jim Marshall and daughter in law Catherine Cooper, predeceased by his son, Bob Cooper and son Donald Cooper, pre deceased by his wife, Barbara Cooper.
Horace also leaves 16 grandchildren, 17 great grandchildren and 2 great great grandchildren.
Of special note he leaves his most loved "best buddy", grandson, Jim Marshall. Jim made the last few years of Horace's life full of fun and adventure doing the things he loved most, fishing and gambling :) If there was a fish to not be caught or a slot machine handle to be pulled, Horace was there! His best buddy shared his love of both, but more than that, they shared a great friendship and love for each other.
Another past time that brought him great joy was country music, especially the old timers, Johnny Cash, Hank Williams Sr., Ferlin Husky, Charlie Pride, and he could sing every one of their songs, and did, with gusto and a good set of pipes. Nothing though, brought a smile to his face more than listening to the angelic voices of his grandaughters Susan Marshall and Stephanie Meehleder. Jim and grandson John, kept him in supply with many CD players for his music! His other joy in life were the visits by his grandson Joe, and his great grandson Charlie and grand daughter in law, Suzanne. Few things brought a bigger smile to his face and when his great grand daughter Olivia Meehleder would visit, his smile doubled. He also loved seeing his Maggie (Marshall). They would verbally spar and joke and that would make his day :)
At his request, there will be no services. As he said, "If they didn't come to see my when I was alive, then they don't need to come cry over me when I'm dead." He was ornery as hell when he wanted to be, and always made you laugh about it, even if he didn't mean to :)
I imagine him right now, sitting in the front row of a Johnny Cash/June Carter concert, with Hank and the boys and his pool idol, Minnesota Fats, and Myrt yelling to him, "Come on Horace, I need you to take me to bingo!" and his sister Myrtle saying, "Where the HELL have you been I've been waiting for you to take me to the store!" Just like in this world, I'm sure they're keeping him busy in the next!
Since there will be no services, in accordance with his life, we request you make a donation to the nearest casino, racetrack or state lottery of your choice!
On a final note, many thanks to the caring staff at Hamilton Continuing Care where he spent the last 7 years. Their dedication to the comfort and care of their patients is outstanding and we will forever be greatful.