Obituaries

Estalyne Cross

Estalyne Cross, age 94, of Bristol, Tennessee went to be with the Lord February 7, 2018 at her residence.  


She was a lifelong resident of Bristol, Tennessee, and was the daughter of the late George M. and Gertrude Arnn Cole.  Mrs. Cross loved God and her family.  She fought hard against her failing health to stay alive for her son Randy whom she loved dearly.  She was a senior secretary at Raytheon where she worked for 35 years.  She was a member of Cold Spring Presbyterian Church.


In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by husband, Raymond Cross; sisters, Laverne Cole, Pansy Cole Booher and Mildred Cole Thomas.  Survivors include her son, Randy Cross; brother, Ronnie Cole; four nieces; and one nephew.


A graveside service will be held 10:00 am, Friday, February 9, 2018 in Shelby Hills Cemetery with Dr. Doug LaPointe officiating. 

The family would like to express their sincere appreciation to the Wellmont Hospice House for their loving care and support shown to Estalyne during her illness. 

 


 

 

 

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Hal Bibee commented on 08-Feb-2018 09:38 AM
The Cross family, Randy and Mr. & Mrs. Cross, have been dear friends of mine since my early years in Bristol. Randy and I grew up together in the Haynesfield/Belle Brook area. Mrs. Cross was like a second mother to me and I came and went at the Cross residence like a family member. She was one of the most gracious, kindest, sweetest, understanding people I have ever met. My sincere condolences go out to Randy and family members. I know Mrs. Cross
is in heaven; God rest her soul.
LIL BYNUM GIBSON commented on 08-Feb-2018 10:18 PM
DEAR AND PRECIOUS RANDY,

MY FAMILY AND I SPENT OVER 20 YEARS HAVING YOU, YOUR MOTHER AND DAD AS OUR NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS. YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE WAS A GIFT FROM GOD, AND IT WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED.
ESTALYNE WAS A WONDERFUL NEIGHBOR AND FRIEND, A FINE CHRISTIAN AND A BEAUTIFUL MOTHER TO YOU AND WIFE TO RAYMOND.
AS I BOW MY HEAD IN THANKSGIVING FOR THE LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIEND AND NEIGHBOR, I THANK GOD FOR YOU, RANDY, AND FOR THE LOVE YOU GAVE TO YOUR PRECIOUS MOTHER (AND TO THOSE OF US WHO WERE BLESSED TO BE SPECIAL FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS FOR MANY BLESSED YEARS.
I SHALL NEVER FORGET THE THREE OF YOU, SO GRACIOUS AND LOVING........A GIFT FROM GOD.
MY PRAYERS AND LOVE ARE WITH YOU. PLEASE BE IN TOUCH WHEN YOU NEED A LOVING HEART WITH WHOM TO SHARE. I AM HERE FOR YOU.
ALWAYS MY LOVE,
"SIS" (THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL ME!!! REMEMBER?)
Lee and Jim commented on 08-Feb-2018 10:46 PM
Randy, so sorry to hear of your mother's passing. Estalyne was
a very sweet lady, we will always remember her.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you and family.
Don Greene commented on 09-Feb-2018 10:35 AM
Randy and Ronnie I'm saddened to hear of Estalyne's passing. For a number of years we lived next door to the Cole family. Always remember getting pawpaws from the tree in their back yard. May God give you peace and comfort during this time.
Linda Surber commented on 09-Feb-2018 07:46 PM
Randy, I was very sorry to learn that your Mother had past away. You were a very devoted son and took great care of your Mother. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family during this time.
annie robinette commented on 10-Feb-2018 02:16 PM
Randy, I loved your mother with all my heart since I was a toddler. The warmest and most comforting mental snapshots of my childhood are lovingly framed with Estalyne in the foreground. And I am so grateful that these are some of the most lucid images I retain from those faded years.

I can hear her soft sweet voice and her gentle little laugh, the perfect accompaniment for her balletic petite frame. I made myself at home for Lord only knows how many thousands of hours visiting with her at the kitchen table, surrounded by cheerful aqua Hotpoint appliances, drinking whatever beverage she might offer from sensibly unbreakable robin’s egg blue melamine cups. I relaxed, as if an adult, in a white crackled leather chair with a chrome frame in your living room, sharing stories with your mother, at the age of 6 ( and so on), that I was most certain she'd find excitingly relevant, as though we were contemporaries chatting in an English garden wearing fancy hats and white Easter Sunday gloves, sipping hot tea from pricy bone china cups with our pinkies out. If it ever occurred to her that we were something other than the peers I imagined us to be at that time, she was far too selfless and kind to even subtly suggest it to me.

At so many Christmases, she seemed genuinely elated to answer the door to me, and allow me to come in and hang glistening strands of tinsel on your fresh balsam. I recall each tree seemed thrillingly stout. Perhaps because your spacious living room and massive window lent itself so well to such a beefy size tannenbaum. Or perhaps it just seemed gigantic because I was so small. My tree trimming skills were likely as one would expect a child's to be, and I imagine I created crude clumps of tinsel which hardly looked like the icicles they were meant to emulate. Nonetheless Estalyne would assure me I had "the touch".

These bright memories are priceless gems for which I am so thankful to possess. I wish I had polished them more faithfully by visiting more often as the years went by. Your mother was herself a rare jewel. She always welcomed me, and others I am sure, with such hospitality and I loved being around her. I loved everything about her. She simply spilled over with kindness and goodness and generosity. Grace...That’s what it was about her that stood out so vividly wasn't it Randy? It was grace.

You have this same grace, Randy. You get it honest. From both your mother ...and your father. And just as she pressed on with life after he died, so too will you persevere, surrounded by precious recollections of them both. You will get through this with your grace, your faith, and the support of loved ones and family, and all others who cared so deeply for your mother and for you, and friends like me who will continue to buff the diamonds of memories she left with us who were fortunate enough to know her.

I am here for you. With love always,
Annie Bynum (423 335 6669

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