(Orange, Texas)


October 16, 2013

Slideshow: Breast cancer victims, survivors honored


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Bettye Ross

My mother Bettye Ross lost the battle with cancer on April 23, 2004. My message to her:

The doctors said you were strong. They didn’t know how much you prayed.

You fought the good fight.

You finished the course.

You kept the faith.

Love you mom,



Mercie Lene “Mickie” Dickerson

Port Arthur

In loving memory of our Mother and Grandmother.

You kept the faith and fought a good fight until GOD

called you home. Your beautiful smile and loving

mermories we will always cherish in our hearts.

The Dickerson Family

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Megan Alterese Outlaw

Jersey City, New Jersey

Megan was a strong woman with a beautiful personality. Her journey with breast cancer lead her graciously to the house of our Lord. Megan’s presence is missed not only by her mother Betty Outlaw,our aunt in New Jersey, but also by her

family here in Southeast Texas.

Her Family in Port Arthur


Georgie Volz

Georgie Volz and her daughter, Carrie, taken at Carrie’s graduation from Texas A&M in 2006. Georgie’s smile was contagious and her strong will (& witty humor) helped her stay positive and strong throughout her battle with ovarian and breast cancer.  Her time with us on earth ended too soon (2010), but her legacy and memory continues in the hearts and memories of all those she touched and loved.

We miss you, Georgie


Debra Melancon Babineaux

Port Arthur

~My Sister, My Friend, My Hero ~

She has the courage of a lion and strength of an army.  Never once have I heard her complain, not once did she say why me?  There is undefined beauty in her strength. In the natural eye, beauty she no doubt possess.  The power & strength of her beauty can be found in the twinkle in her eye, in her fight, her will, her determination.  Such courage she showed – even under fire.  The first tear I saw her shed was September 10, 2009.  No, not tears of sorrow, but tears of rejoicing when her last chemo she made it through.  Throughout it all, I didn't have her strength, but she made me strong.  So many times I wanted to cry, yell, scream and question why, but she would not let me be weak.  Her strength carried me through. The road has been long & has not been easy, but she has remained steadfast in her faith.  She has put her trust in The Lord & He has been faithful through it all.  So you see, she is my hero, she is my strength, she is my friend, she is my sister.



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