Rev. Herbert Grant Boyes
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Rev. Herbert Grant Boyes, 98, of Highland Township, Chester County, passed away at his home on Sunday, February 5, 2017 surrounded by his family. He was the husband of the late Marjorie Stern Boyes who died in 2009. Born in Fenton, Michigan, he was the son of the late Arthur Grant and Lois A. Dennison Boyes.
Rev. Boyes spent most of his life in service to the Lord as a missionary in the Congo, Brazil, and the United States.
He is survived by four children: Willard Boyes and wife Barbara of Gum Tree; Kenneth Boyes and wife Marjorie of Gum Tree; Cynthia Kewley and husband Jack of Sterling, VA; and Sharon Sweitzer and husband Dennis of Gum Tree; 18 grandchildren and 27 great grandchildren. He was preceded in death by his son Ernest Boyes, Sr., daughter-in-law Elaine M. Boyes, two brothers Frank and Paul Boyes, and three sisters: Grace Appling, Lois Franklin Belt and Ruth Cartwright Baird.
A private internment will occur at the Glen Run Baptist Cemetery, Atglen, PA. Family and friends are invited to attend the Memorial Service on Saturday, February 18, 2017 at 11:00 a.m. at Coatesville Bible Fellowship, 6 North 4th Ave., Coatesville, PA with a reception following. Visitation will be held at the Church from 9:30 a.m. until 11:00 a.m.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in his memory to Gideons International at www.gideons.org or Adult Care of Chester County, 201 Sharp Lane, Exton, PA 19341 or Crossworld Missions at https://crossworld.org/give/
Arrangements have been entrusted to the Wilde Funeral Home of Parkesburg, PA. Online condolences can be posted at www.wildefuneralhome.com
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The man who became my Grandpa
We drove up to PA last night & today we buried Bryan's sweet Grandpa. This man always treated me as if I was one of his granddaughters. I called him Grandpa because that's what he was to me. He never stopped speaking of Jesus....even in his last days. He knew God to his core & left an awesome legacy in Bryan's family. Bryan never left a trip to PA without a story or lesson from his Grandpa Boyes.
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I'm so proud to have known such an amazing man of God. I will forever be in awe of how simple he lived, how happy he was, how dedicated & wise he was. I will never forget the prayer he prayed when he blessed us at our wedding. Or the first time he held Ava & Wyatt...his hands so worn but so so strong. We're going to miss him now that's he's gone, but we have the hope of meeting him again in heaven. I love you Grandpa Boyes.
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To explain the picture Bryan's Aunt Cindy wrote this: "He was a farm boy who drove 4 mules in the 1930's to cut hay, cultivate, harvest corn on a 140 acre farm. He had names for them & he talked to them to get them to work. As a farm boy, he learned to work hard, to fix almost anything resourcefully, to live very simply. He didn't know it but God was preparing him to do all those things in the African bush. We took him to his final resting place on a farm wagon pulled by 4 mules."
Uncle Herb
My dear cousins, mary you look beyond this hour to the beauty of love which endures forever. Your father was a wonderful man; I will never forget our summers spent in Michigan and the time your father came to see me when I was going to school in Philadelphia. His life and testimony touched many and his influence will continue to bless the lives of others.
we miss all our california families/ and michigan families
Dear Lois, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you for connecting.
This just came to mind while I typed your name. Were you named for Aunt Lois ? Obviously I was named for Uncle Kenneth Franklin. I never saw that connection before. They say those kinds of things are "...hidden in plain view..." Wow !
The extended Arthur and LOIS Boyes family, WOW, ANOTHER LOIS!, again, lost in plain view....so who are you named after ?
Anyway, Thank You for posting to dad s obituary.
We are so sad to feel that we have lost touch with all of you Applings and many of Michigan Boyes families. Its like being lost at sea.
Rite now I am dead tired and exhausted, but I ve been wanting to respond to you. So this will be short for tonite.
We were all stunned, to learn of Burce s death...I keep loosing... the comma on this darned keyboard... periods will do for now
Please keep in touch. how far away do you all live...anyone close to the east side of usa ? I will send phone #s and email addresses to you if you can forward them. We are so sorry for Bruce s Diane..Bruce was very memorable ..as you all were.
Anyway.. God bless you and keep u, and make His face to shine upon you and be gracious to you... and grant you His peace.. Allelu Yah, Amen
Please pass this to your families.... Love from the PA Boyes family
Ken and Margie, for PA Herbert Boyes families
I called him Uncle Herb Also
All the MK's in Brazil called the adult missionaries aunt and uncle. I am glad to have known him. He was quiet but he commanded a presence. He and Auntie Marjorie were over the missionary school and home for several dozen young people ranging in age from 6 to about 15. Not an enviable job but he did it well. He will be missed on earth by all who knew him but he has gone on to his reward. Thank you Uncle Herb.
Uncle Herb
I am also a missionary kid who lived in the children's home in Brazil when the Boyes werre there. I have such fond memories of the whole family! Uncle Herb and Auntie Marjorie loved us like one of their own. Uncle Herb did the shopping, fixing and organizing and Auntie Marjorie did the teaching (among other things). She taught me French and Algebra! My condolences to the family, my extended brothers and sisters.
Our Dear, Special "Uncle" Herb
I am an MK who spent many years in Brazil with the awesome Boyes family. What a team Uncle Herb and Aunt Marge were, heading up the AVA school, being Mom and Dad to so many kids, loving on everyone. I remember one time Uncle Herb was so kind to let me climb up on the roof with the workmen as he was supervising the building of the school. He watched to make sure I didn't fall off, always protecting the little ones around. It was one of the saddest days for all of us left in Brazil, when their family left for PA, and I remember rmourning the loss for a very long time. When in the US, we had many happy picnics at the Pond on their PA country compound, with Cindy (almost sister to me) and I working on our tans. I was blessed be welcomed like a daughter during college years, when my parents were still in Brazil, then later lived with them for 4 months, driving to work every day with Uncle Herb in the little tan Bug, to the train station close to Philadelphia, on his way to the office at Bala. He was enduringly patient, listening to my tales of the day, giving me lots of needed encouragement. He and Aunt Marge took me to college in NY for the first time, calming my anxiety of never having been in NY, nor seen this college before, making sure I was settled in OK. It was so sweet of them to take me to the Seaside Heights, NJ in 1970, where I was a nanny at the beach for the summer, and knowing I would not be near any friends nor family, they took time to come and visit, always giving away lots of hugs. Their home in PA is where I could always be myself and they were oh-so-kind to put up with another kid around. Since I met my husband through Bill Boyes, my parents still in Brazil, were very reassured that this would be a very fine man and never worried I was marrying someone they had not met. I thank Uncle Herb and all the Boyes family for the love and fantastic times, and I thank our good Lord for the blessings of knowing you. Uncle Herb truly modeled Jesus, and we can only imagine the reunion in Glory.
Much love and prayers, Joanne Laskowski Ryan (and Dave too)
The times I remember the most
The times I remember the most are the years that the Boyes family would come home from Africa and Brezil on furlough. Hucle Herb would be the one to get a volley ball or soft ball game going. We would have a lot of fun, we did make good size ball teams. The stories of the mission were interesting and exciting. These were special times and lasting memories.
Uncle Herb lived a long and glorious life in the service of the Lord and he will be missed by the ones he has left and joyfully greeted by the ones that went to Heaven before him.