Toomer Family BLOG

Our goal is to celebrate ALL Toomer family members today and yesterday. This blog will include history, genealogy, and reunion news. Additionally we will share our talent in poetry and prose, along with spotlight news on family members.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006


By Marianne Reid Cole
Read during a Toomer Reunion Church Service

Hey there family it’s simply wonderful seeing all of my kinfolk.
Your presence here this afternoon causes me to have hope.

Hope that although our birth parents are gone we will still come together and agree.
That for love’s sake we will continue to stay close because we are still family.

We have such a rich heritage in our parents who loved God first and family second.
Who strived thru example to teach the importance of love, oh my what a great blessing.

Parents who made sacrifices for us over and over again.
Parents who loved us more than life itself, on whom we could depend.

Because of parents like Mom and Dad none of us needed appointments with Dr. Phil on T.V.
Or felt a need to tell the world that we had a dysfunctional family.

What we did have was lots of unconditional love that was given to us without measure.
They didn’t make us feel that loving us was a duty or chore, but seemed to do so with pleasure.

We are in a fight to stay close because the devil desires to divide.
He attempts to come between us all and cause us to take sides.

Let’s strive to keep out Bro. Jealousy and put Sis Evil Speaking to rest.
To think on only the good things and keep down a bunch of mess.

Can we promise to try not to judge each other knowing this only breeds division.
For if the real truth be told at sometime we’ve all made bad decisions.

Can we promise to do our best to stay in touch despite the busyness of each day?
To pick up the phone for no special reason other than I just called to say hey.

How about if we forgive each other for past and present hurts?
How about if we all take the initiative to say I’m sorry first?

For we’ve all seen it quite often where family’s split after the parents are deceased.
And love some how dissipates and contact is severely decreased.

Let’s make our parents proud by making a conscious effort to keep the unity.
And take advantage of family gatherings at every opportunity.

For no man is an island and it takes a village to raise a child.
I believe that staying touch with all of my siblings is certainly worthwhile.

So today we are left with the challenge to follow in their footsteps by example.
To teach our children the importance of family and carefully pass on the mantle.

We are reminded on a daily basis just how short life can be.
When we see and hear of death all around us, a wake up call to you and me.

Because after all is said and done, I need you and you need me.
Rich or poor, saved or not, we are all still family.

Other poems by Marianne:

Mrs. Cole is the daughter of the Rev. Elijah A. Reid and Susie Toomer Reid, and the mother of four sons. She is also a longtime planning committee member. Marianne has delighted family and friends with her heartfelt and humorous poems for years. She looks forward to publishing a book of poetry one day.


  • At 12:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Beautifully stated Marianne!

    I am the granddaughter of Lucille (Sister) Toomer-Jackson who was the daughter of Moma and Poppa (Bertha and Henry Toomer). My Father Charles (Sonny) Toomer is the son of Lucille Toomer-Jackson. My mother is Maggie Daniels-Toomer.

    I was raised by my grandparents, Sister and Willie. I always felt unconditional love and Sister always stressed the love of god and family and she taught by example. I had a wonderful life growing up and we always had family and friends stopping by on a daily basis. Any of you who knew Sister and Willie know what I am talking about.

    Willie had the barber shop in the basement where he held court every day starting at 4:30 after he got home from his job with the railroad. He would take a bath change his cloth have dinner and head for the barber shop where customers would be waiting for him. Sometimes during their wait, customers would come upstairs to buy a nice cold soda (which Sister sold). They might even get a piece of cake or pie which was always on the table. Maybe some home made ice cream. We always seemed to have visitors at dinner time. (smile) Sister cooked like she was cooking for an army so there was always enough food.

    I remember as a child, Sister would fix dinner plates for anyone in the neighborhood who was sick or in need and I had to deliver them. She would also include dessert and a jar of lemonade. We sat at the dinner table together every day and I had to deliver those dinners before we sat down to have dinner. Mr. Anderson, Jewel and her brother criple Bob seemed to be waiting for me every day when I showed up with their dinner. Sometimes they would give me the empty dishes from the meals delivered the day before, to return to my grandmother.

    I have loads of good memories! I know many of you have memories you can share. Lets hear them!~



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