Michael Francis Daffuse
Blythe, GA – Michael Francis Daffuse, 61, loving husband of twenty years to Anna B. Prince, entered into eternal rest Sunday morning, May 3, 2015 at Trinity Hospital. Funeral services will be held at 2:00PM, Friday, May 8, 2015 in the James Funeral Home Chapel with Pastor Albert Halford and Preacher Jerry Redmond officiating. Interment will follow in the Keysville United Methodist Church Cemetery.
Michael was born to the late Frances Clark Daffuse Keating and the late Michael Francis Mario Daffuse. He was born in Miami, Florida but grew up in New Jersey. After graduating high school, he worked the carnival circuit with James H. Drew, where he met the love of his life. He loved to travel and working with the carnival afforded him that experience. After 35 years with the carnival and wanting to settle down yet continue to “travel”, he started driving long-haul transport trucks. He enjoyed riding his Harley and “working on” vehicles, especially trucks. People were drawn to his out-going personality, quick wit and generous nature. He loved to help others and make them laugh. Above all else, Michael loved his family, especially his grandchildren, and was happiest in their presence.
Other survivors include his children, Dawn Marie Prince, Ronald Kenneth Prince and Michael Todd Prince; three sisters, Kathryn Keating of New Jersey, Joan Daffuse Zauderwerff of Connecticut, and Jacklyn Grove Catena of Oklahoma; six grandchildren, Brendan Michael Williams (#1 man), Alexandria Prince, Analisa Prince, Alyssa Prince, Tufflynn Prince and Memphis Prince; and many friends. Serving as pallbearers will be Ronald K. Prince, Michael T. Prince, Brendan M. Williams, Charles E. Moxley, Jr., Robert L. Martin and Josh Weber.
The family will receive friends at James Funeral Home on Thursday evening, May 7, 2015, from 6:00-8:00PM.
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.