Arthur Orvis Beard

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Uncle Orvis was as special an uncle as there gets. He was always such a gentleman with Aunt Neida - their love for each other was always so apparent to me as a kid and as an adult. I always looked forward to him answering the phone each time I called. They will be missed so much!

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I have beautiful memories of summer weeks that Dorsey Quinn and I spent with our Aunt Neida and uncle Orvis when we were growing up. Dorsey and I learned how to sing harmony with old fashioned hymns and were given a foundation for a life lived for Christ. I remember lazy summer days at their camp on the bluff at Dam B. They had a big swing that went out over the bluff. We ate fresh caught fish after Uncle Orvis, Uncle Bud and Dad would "run the trout lines". Uncle Orvis had a cleaning station with a sink where he would clean the fish. He would fry the fish and make hush puppies for an amazing outdoor feast. That was always followed by watermelon and hand cranked ice cream...sometimes with fresh peaches! His land was lined with neat rows of growing vegetables and robust fruit trees standing guard all around. He would ride us on his tractor and give us grand tours of his kingdom. When we would visit their home in Nederland, there was always a big evening dinner in the dining room with the best iced tea in the world. Aunt Neida would bake a cake and we would sit around hearing stories about the family in the old days. I remember the smell of his workshop where he loved to make grandmother and grandfather clocks. He made one for each of us kids when we grew up...a grand treasure, indeed! I have a thousand more sweet memories of my dear Aunt and Uncle. I loved them so very much and am so happy to know that they are waiting in heaven. They lived life the way it should be lived...giving in every place they were...contributors to life. And, they died the way people ideally should...full of years, hours apart, being a testimony of God's goodness even now. leslie - 2 minutes ago

I have many memories of my Uncle Orvis. Spent many hours at Dam B fishing, skeeing, running the trot lines. When I was small I called it trotting the lines. He will be missed! Eddie Bailey

Orvis and Oneida were my heroes during my teen years at Broaddus. A fine couple and a blessing to my life. May he rest in peace and may God comfort his family. In Christian love, Alnet Scott Bailess