Hugh Edward Wren
Wrens, GA – Hugh Edward Wren, 69, loving husband of 44 years to Elaine Harden Wren, entered into rest late Tuesday night, October 14, 2014 at University Hospital in Augusta. Funeral services will be held at 11:00AM on Saturday, October 18, 2014 in the James Funeral Home Chapel with the Reverends Tommy Anderson and John A. Jenkins officiating. Interment will follow in the Bethel United Methodist Church Cemetery.
One of four children born to the late Agnes Russell Wren McCorkle and the late James “Ed” Wren, Hugh was a lifelong resident of Wrens, where he went to school, worked, lived and loved his entire life, and was a member of Bethel United Methodist Church. He retired from Howard Sheppard after driving a tanker truck for 40 years, a job he absolutely loved. Hugh enjoyed fishing, visiting neighbors, talking about trucking and riding his prized John Deere lawn mower. He was a simple, happy, generous man who loved to help others as much as he was able. His greatest pleasure was his family, especially his grandchildren, all of whom he loved dearly.
Other survivors include his children, Laney Wren Farmer (Buddy), Sue A. Wren and Sabrina Wren Cameron (Tony) of Citrus Springs FL; three siblings, Jimmy Wren (Jan), Dale Wicker of Augusta, and Lynn Wren Carter (Joel) of Wrightsville; four grandchildren, Nicholas Roberts, Solomon Lane, Lexie Cameron and Trinity Cameron; nieces, nephews and many friends. Pallbearers will be Steve Carter, Mark Davis, Tracy Giddens, John Thomas May, Bill Perry, Shayne Perry, George Stapleton and Terry Walden.
The family will receive friends at James Funeral from 6:00-8:00PM Friday evening, October 17, 2014.
Memorial contributions are requested to be made to Bethel UMC Cemetery Fund, c/o Judy McDonald, 2830 GA Hwy 102E, Gibson GA 30810.
The family wishes to express their heartfelt thanks and appreciation to Dr. Keith Sue-ling and the staff of Gibson Health and Rehab for their excellent and compassionate care.
WHEN I’M GONE
When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile,
Just forget, if you can, that I ever frowned
And only remember the smile.
Forget unkind words I have spoken;
Remember some good I have done.
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I’ve had loads of fun.
Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.
Then forget to grieve for my going--
I would not have you sad for a day.
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay.
And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west.
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.