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Beloved Mom, Ida Fuller Potter
June 27, 1912 - July 1, 2007

	Ida Fuller Potter

We mourn the loss of our precious, beloved mother, Ida Fuller Potter, born June 27, 1912, Knott County, Kentucky, passed from this life July 1, 2007, in the hospital surrounded by her children, Clark, Annette and Carlene Potter who held her hand and whispered I love you until her last moment on earth on July 1, 2007 in Pasadena, Harris County, Texas at the age of 95 years 4 days. It was an honor and a privilege to be with our Mother in her last moments on this earth. Many of Mom's family were there to say goodbye to her. 

Ida Fuller Potter was the daughter of Leona Smith Hale Fuller Potter and Elijah Green Fuller who preceded her in death. She was also preceded in death by her husband, Creed Flannery Potter, sons, Joel Martin Potter, Ralph Waldo Potter, Fred Potter, grandson, Trent Martin Potter, six brothers; William "Billy" Fuller, Elijah "Lige" Fuller, Elijah Green "G" Fuller, Delzie "B" Fuller, Robert Lee "Bobby" Fuller and Thomas "Tommy" Hale, five sisters; Ada Fuller Bowen, Iva Fuller Ritchie, Minnie Fuller McIntyre, Bessie Fuller Shotton and Arzella Hale Caudill.

Ida is survived by three daughters; Billie Joyce Jaynes of South Houston, Texas, Leona Carlene Potter Burkland and Annette Potter of Pasadena, Texas; four sons; Dan Morgan Potter and Archie Vincent Potter of Kentucky, Clark Douglas Potter and David Thomas Potter of Houston, Texas, 28 grandchildren, 51 great grandchildren, 26 great great grandchildren and a host of relatives and friends to mourn her loss.

Service for our mother, Ida Fuller Potter, took place on July 3, 2007 at the Crespo Funeral Home, Broadway, Houston, Texas 77003. Services were conducted by Dr Stan Byars. Hymns were Blessed Assurance, Serenaded by Angels sung by Lucy Van Wieren and a song written and composed by Ida Fuller Potter called The Holy Ghost was sung by granddaughter, Jacinda Dawn Potter Jackson, daughter in law, Dianne Stewart Potter and son in law, Charles Jaynes who also sang the closing hymn, Amazing Grace.

Our brother, Clark Potter gave a wonderful invocation in which he reminded all of us of the many things that our mother stood for and the wonderful things she taught us and the many things she did for all of her family. Mother was a great mom and she taught all of her children about the Lord and taught each and everyone of us how to be good, honest people and how to serve and love the Lord.

A eulogy was written by son, David Thomas Potter who also spoke, presenting a memorial to our beautiful Mother.  Jody Jones, her granddaughter, also read her own very special, touching written eulogy for her grandmother, our Mom.

The benediction was very graciously performed by grandson, Creed Matthew Potter, after which we viewed our mother in her casket the last time. After the final viewing took place, the pallbearers, grandsons Creed Matthew Potter, Kirk Potter, Mark Burkland, Stephen Burkland, David Burkland and great grandson, Eric Harrelson removed our mother from the funeral home to the funeral car. The honorary pallbearers were sons, Clark Douglas Potter, and David Thomas Potter, and sons in law, Charles Jaynes and Jake Burkland.

Our procession then moved to the burial grounds at the Southpark Cemetery, Pearland, Brazoria Co, Texas where a final service was conducted by Pastor Stan Byars followed by our mothers burial. 

I chose the song "Serenaded By Angels" that you may wish to play while you are visiting this memorial page for our mother because I know that Mom is now being Serenaded By Angels in Heaven. Mommy, I hope you like it. 

Written by your broken hearted daughter, Annette Potter with the greatest love.

Ida Fuller Potter   Mother You Gently looked upon me and listened as I cried you never judged me harshly you loved me without pride your face was soft with love when you looked into my eyes you made me feel so special when you were here alive you're no longer with me you've gone to your reward I miss you so much mother now life without you is hard I can no longer see you or kiss your brow so sweet it can not be too soon when in heaven we will meet my precious darling mother I miss you so today you're in my heart and soul I'll be home with you some day Unknown author Watching from Heaven's Window She always leaned to watch for us, anxious if we were late, In winter by the window, In summer by the gate. And though we mocked her tenderly, Who had such foolish care, The long way home would seem more safe, Because she waited there. Her thoughts were all so full of us, She never could forget! And so I think that where she is, She must be watching yet. Waiting till we come home to her, Anxious if we are late, Watching from Heaven's window, Leaning on Heaven's gate. by Margaret Widdemer~Mary Frye~ (1942)