May 19, 1979, 11:00 A.M., Roy 2nd Ward, Roy, Utah

Officiating: Darl R. Field
Family Prayer: Thomas A. Mathews (son)
Prelude: Maxine Corry

Invocation: Curtis Mathews (grandson)

Our Heavenly Father, as we bow our heads before thee this afternoon we wish to give thee thanks for all the many blessings we enjoy in our lives. We are especially grateful for the opportunity we have to meet here as family, friends and of thy beloved son. We are grateful for him and the examples he set for us, living a righteous life, enduring to the end. We ask thee now that thou will be with the friends of the family and the loved ones that they will be comforted with thy spirit, and assure us that he has conducted his life and the opportunity we will have again to be together as family and friends.

We ask at this time a special blessing on those who will participate on the program that their tongues will be loosed and they will say the things that they have prepared and that will be pleasing unto thee and to themselves.

We ask thee also that thou will bless us as friends and relatives unceasingly at this time, the prayers we have in our hearts. These things we say in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Vocal Solo: "In the Garden" by June Heiser, accompanied by Maxine Corry

Bishop Field:

Sister Mathews, the Mathews Family, friends of the Mathews Family, and to you brothers and sisters here. We have gathered today to pay our final respects for a loved one who has been called home.

(Bishop Field then read the following from the Obituary in the Ogden Standard Examiner, 17 May 1979)

Benjamin Lynn Mathews, 86, of 2310 W. 5175 S., Roy, Utah, was dead on arrival at the McKay-Dee Hospital Wednesday, May 16, 1979.

Mr. Mathews was born Dec. 26, 1892, at Beaver, Utah, a son of Thomas C. and Mary Ellen Eyre Mathews.

He was married to Esther Black on June 2, 1915, in the Manti LDS Temple.

He was a school teacher at Beaver and Garfield County, Utah, and had been principal of the Antimony, Utah Elementary School. He served on the Garfield County School Board. He had been a dairyman and farmer in Antimony.

He attended the University of Utah.

He was a member of the Roy 2nd LDS Ward and served as Garfield Stake clerk for 35 years. He was a member of the Garfield High Council and had been bishop of the Antimony Ward. He had been scoutmaster and active in the YMMIA and Sunday School.

He had been Antimony Town Clerk for many years, had served on the Antimony Town Board and had been secretary of the East Fork and Antimony Bench Ditch Companies.

Surviving are his widow of Roy; seven sons and four daughters, Gerald L. Mathews, Wendell E. Mathews, both of Provo; Thomas A. Mathews, Washington, D.C.; Dasil G. Mathews, Vacaville, Calif.; M. Kay Mathews, Logan; Paul Mathews, Blackfoot, Idaho; Stanford Mathews, Ogden; Mrs. Lee (Naomi) Baker, Salt Lake City; Mrs. Charles (Celia) Cowley, Venice, Utah; LaRae Mathews, Roy; Mrs. Carlisle (Pauline) Hulet, Summit, Utah.

Also surviving are 45 grandchildren and 36 great-grand- children; two sisters, Mrs. Aletha Gillins and Mrs. Sherman (Pauline) Woods, both of Minersville, Utah.

Sketch and Tribute by Gerald L. Mathews (son)

Brothers and sisters, this is going to be the hardest thing in my life, I have always had it in the back of my mind that sometime, somewhere, I would talk at my father's funeral. I am here representing the family this day. As I represent my father's family today, brothers and sisters, I am very proud and very happy. In talking to my sister this morning I said, "I don't know whether I am going to do it or not, or whether anything would ever come out. She said, "Just talk like you do to the High Priests and everything will be all right."

As I review my father's life, brothers and sisters, I see a life with a lot of faith, a life of hardship, a life of love, a life of community service, a life as the patriarch of a large family, as you see here today and this is just some of us. If you look at 11 children, 45 grandchildren and now 36 great-grandchildren, some who have known him well. Some who as late as Sunday, when we had an opportunity of visiting with Mother and Dad on Mother's Day, didn't want to leave him alone. As we were leaving one little grandson, that we had with us, just kept going back and giving his great-grand- father a big hug. His great-grandfather returned that hug five or six times, just as if he didn’t want to let go. I am sure at that time Dad knew exactly what was happening to him and that it would probably only be a few days that he'd pass from us.

Dad was born of goodly parents, as Bishop Field has mentioned, Thomas Cartwright and Mary Ellen Eyre Mathews of Beaver, Utah December 26, 1892, a long time ago. Some of you in this audience probably know of conditions at that particular time. They were not easy. There were no automobiles; you went places by horse and buggy or by wagon. Some of these things I remember well in my father's life as I had the opportunity to go with him a time or two. We went from Antimony to Minersville to see Grandpa and Grandma, to visit his family, and to do things for them that they were unable to do for themselves. Being the oldest son I had an opportunity to go with my dad a lot of times.

One thing I remember well is when he was teaching school. I wasn't too old, but I remember him taking me with him from Southern Utah to Salt Lake to a teachers' institute. This I remember well, because he let me get lost as he went down into an underground barber shop. He just let me wander off because I was not paying any attention to him. Even though he let me wander off his watchful eye soon caught up with me and I was retrieved. I got probably about a block away and I was brought back into the fold. I remember this because I wasn't very old, but it was one of those moments in my life that Dad meant a lot to me, and he has ever since that time.

Dad's early life was like the life of most young boys—play with his playmates, school: elementary school at Beaver, Utah; high school at the old Murdock Academy at Beaver; some college work at the University of Utah, and correspondence at Utah State University. Education has been most important in my father’s life. He taught school and was principal for twelve years and he finally retired to his farm full time. A farm that he started from the very beginning. It was nothing but a great big rock pile. Father took two days water turn once every two or three weeks. I am sure from this beginning that he made he did the things that he loved most, working with his hands with the soil, working side by side with seven young boys and four daughters that liked to be with their dad to help him. It was fun working shoulder to shoulder with him, accepting some of his responsibilities that he wanted us to learn. It wasn't to just tell us what to do, but he was there to help us and guide the way.

I am sure that as we look back over Dad's life there are many things that we want to remember, not necessarily the hard work, the sacrifice that he made which was very little as far as monetary value is concerned, but he was able to raise a fine family well, and this we appreciate. And, of course, being the oldest son and the oldest in the family, I know quite well what Dad and Mother had to go through all their lives. I didn't always appreciate it. I was quite demanding at times, especially as I got off to school and money was very scarce and I needed things. Dad and Mother always got a note, "Can you send me some money? Can you do this, can you do that?" But I am sure that Dad really thought his son needed it and he sacrificed just a little bit harder, not only for me, but for 10 other children. We appreciate this very much.

His early life was filled with a lot of things, a lot of happiness. Love for country, love for family, love for the Church, and love for civic responsibilities. I don’t remember my father ever saying anything bad about the United States Government or those in office, which is something I can't say for myself, and I think this is some- thing to be admired and something that we as children and we as people should think seriously about, and actually become better citizens of this the greatest country in all the world.

After high school, at first Dad had to work for a couple of years. Then he got a chance to teach school if he could get a teaching certificate, and this is when he enrolled at the University of Utah and took a little bit of work so he could get his certificate. And, of course, from that very beginning he became a great teacher, and one of the greatest, an older son knows because I was in some of those classes and I know what kind of teacher he really was.

He taught at Minersville, then out to Moscow and the old Shanty mining camp southwest of Milford, Utah. Of course it's out here where I had my beginning. The humble home, brothers and sisters that I was born into was a 9x12 tent. Now I'm sure that none of you have had that experience, and I don't remember it only what Mother and Dad have told me and I am sure it was a humble beginning because this was the only home they had for a couple of years out there, or one year. Then it was back to Minersville and then from Minersville to Antimony, Utah.

Of course, after teaching school the first two years he remembered a beautiful girl that he knew in the old Murdock Academy, that he'd met there—had not paid too much attention to, I guess, while he was there because of interest in sports and other things. This beautiful girl was Esther Black, who became my mother. I owe these two fine people my life, the early teachings of my life, the sustained love of two great people, and I'm thankful for this.

His family, of course, was most important to him. He was always a loving husband, a loving father, a loving grandfather, and now in the last few years at least, as we've had 36 great-grandchildren come in the family, that he's a loving great-grandfather to--a large share of kids, and I'm sure that he is preparing a place for us where we can all be together sometime, somewhere. He was a great patriarch, as I have already mentioned, to a great family. Father, mother, brother, sister all looked up to him. He left a loving wife, 7 sons, 4 daughters, 45 grandchildren and 36 great-grandchildren—a fine posterity that I, as an uncle and as a great uncle, now respect and appreciate very much. I am sure that all of these fine people, these relatives of his, have long respected him and loved him and will continue to do so throughout the eternities of time even though he is not here.

One of the things that my sister handed me this morning, she was mentioning it last night as I was giving her a bad time when she was bossing the brothers around, which I've always done, you know, as being the oldest in the family. I just asked if she knew any little anecdote or tidbit about Dad that I might share with you. This is what she wrote for me. "That he never said anything bad about anyone. He never held a grudge. He used to tell me, 'Let it go in one ear and out the other.'" And I think that this is one of the things that he practiced and one of the things that I remember well. I don't remember him ever having a cross word with anyone. Yes, there were times that he didn't agree, but through mutual discussion and such things, common answers were worked out that became part of a great thing.

Other things that he did in his life, brothers and sisters, was he loved to have fun. And, of course, I am sure that his sport activities in high school was let down to his children and his grandchildren, that they all love sports, too. Probably sometimes better than anything else, and I think that this is a natural characteristic. He loved to have fun, but he loved to get out there and work with you. I remember the old track meets we used to have in the back yard, the basketball games with the old barrel hoops, and he was part of it all. Then of course when cow milking time came by he would follow us down to the coral, working with his dairy cattle, which early in his life he learned to appreciate, and up to the day that he moved to Roy, Utah, he had a dairy herd of his own. It was a lot of time milking seven or eight or nine cows every day. This was our dad. I always would rather go out to the wood pile and cut wood than I would to go down and milk cows, but he was always there to help us do the things we ought to be doing.

In conclusion, brothers and sisters, a poem that's now a song, "Search Celestial." I think the words of this song give some of the things that are in my heart and in your hearts this day:

The grand celestial, the court celestial holds the passing day
As heavy hearts may turn again to pray.
The heavens open to a loving soul
Who soars along to his eternal goal.

The court celestial touches very heart
Revealing that the tears have come to Dart
While heavens portals open on the throne
The healing hope of our Father sends his sand to stone.

The court celestial measures every tear
That dims the misty eye of those who hear
As Jesus says, "Well done," from heaven's zone
My good and faithful servant now comes home.

Our challenge as a family today, brothers and sisters, is to faithfully follow the pathway that he tread so that we one day will meet him in the presence of our God.

Now one final tribute to Dad. Dad, may the Lord bless and keep you till we all meet again. We love you very much. Thanks for being you. We will always cherish our memory of you.

Thanks to you brothers and sisters of the Roy 2nd Ward for taking two beautiful people into your midst some 14 years ago. They have loved you, they have enjoyed working with you, and now we leave Mother in your hands and I'm sure that she will be well taken care of.

Now to our friends who are here, especially from our home town of Antimony, Utah. We love and appreciate you our neighbors who we love, who we rubbed elbows together with, who we love in a lot of ways. You are great people. We appreciate you. May the Lord bless and keep us always, brothers and sisters, and all of you I pray in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Piano Medleys Terry Mathews, grandson

Remarks by Emery Buhler, Home Teaching Companion of Benjamin Lynn Mathews

Brothers and sisters, it is a lovely occasion, being able to pay tribute to a friend, and father, to have all the family together on this special occasion. It is said, "Here and there—now and then— God makes Giants of men." Because of the special attributes that Brother Mathews acquired-God helped build him into a special mold — a Giant among men.

For those of us who knew him, we could see the same qualities that exist in all great leaders. The same outstanding qualities that shine out in our beloved President Kimball. Maybe because they came from the same early school of learning. The early training of having to service with the elements—the world and all against one. The blessing of living close to" the soil, in raising his own food. The stories of their early life, how they started their life together, of clearing land, milking cows and teaching school. I loved to hear them—because they meant a lot to all of us.

Brother and Sister Mathews followed well the admonition given by the Prophet Joseph Smith--D & C 1:12, "Prepare ye, prepare ye for that which is to come," and they received the blessings and promises given in D & C 38:30 "If ye are prepared, ye shall not fear."

He followed well one of the first commandments given to men--"to multiply and replenish the earth"--and he and Esther have seen together the reward, the comfort, and joy of living that great commandment. Children--grandchildren--great grandchildren. How proud they are of them and their accomplishments--How they looked forward to your visits, those lovely missionary letters. They truly love their family—their family and the Gospel--was and is their full life. And we know you children loved them, too—you all love to come home, to their beautiful home--a pleasant place where a neighbor could knock on the door and enter in and always be welcomed and most always, if you took a peek downstairs, you could see a quilt on for someone.

He was a man of great faith. I loved to talk with him of his life. How faithful he was in his duties. We were home teachers together for years." He was always ready and waiting and willing to go even when I had to help him in and out of the car, and up and down the steps. He would say, "These old legs won't hardly hold me anymore" — but the people loved to have him come--he had such a good, kind spirit.

He has been missed in his priesthood meeting—we always sat together in the opening exercises--we were both hard of hearing and talked a little loud, but we couldn't help it.

He had a strong testimony of the Gospel. He and Esther always were giving us encouraging words—to keep studying the Scriptures and to listen to the leaders of the Church and keep close to its teachings.

My first acquaintance with him was in church service when he and his boy Stan spent days, not hours, but days on our chapel during construction. They worked hard and long. They also kept the building missionaries in their home at that time.

His desire to do what he was called to do and he was willing to go the extra mile. He and Esther always had their helping hands out to help others. The many quilts given, those extra good rolls, baked goods brought to every Church dinner. The same thing for the neighbors. Esther is always the first one there if you are sick. This same spirit is passed on to the children—when our boy Gene went on his mission, Stan took his pictures and did all the photo work and donated this to the mission. We did appreciate it so much. Every neighbor could tell of similar experiences — a wonderful guide for us all to follow—a true friend and neighbor.

Someone once said, "Blessed is the man who has the gift of making friends--for it is one of God's choicest gifts." It involves many things—but above all—the power of giving out of one's own self and seeing and appreciating whatever is noble and loving in another person—the Mathews family has that great quality.

They always seek the friendship of God for they know that those who get the most of life are the ones who keep on good terms with the Lord. God's friendship is beyond compare.

Wouldst have a friend,
Wouldst know what friend is best?
Have God thy friend,
He passeth all the rest!

Brother Mathews has shown us the way to win God's friendship. We must try to keep all of His commandments, and constantly go about doing good. In that way we will begin to know our Father better and learn to understand his counsel. Then we shall have him as our Friend. "Ye are my Friends, if you do whatsoever I command you." Brother Mathews has done this and is receiving his reward and it behooves us all to try and follow him.

Heaven will be a pleasant and happy place for me if I can once again live a little down the street and around the corner from Ben and Esther.

I would like to read this poem, it sticks in my thoughts:

Somewhere before—I knew his face —
And somewhere touched his hand.
In another life, in another place,
In another land—
And we may have known, as we've known these years —
The fragrance of friendship's flower.
And watched together, as we've watched here,
The glow of a precious hour.
We have forgotten the years of old.
Shall we forget in the years to be,
This friendship of ours, with its white and gold —
And its mystic majesty?
Not so — I think, for if late or soon
Though hundreds of lives we shall meet.
The golden flower, of this friendship hour -
Will blossom again, just as sweet!

May you have happiness and joy in the Gospel of Jesus Christ and in the family relation you have. It is a blessed occasion to pay tribute to this man, master giant among men. The Gospel is true, he knew it was true. He bore his testimony to me lots of times, me and the people we came in contact with in home teaching. Years and years we had together. May God bless you. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Speaker: President Larkin Patterson, President of Roy Stake

I am going to sneak as loudly as I can in hones that Sister Mathews may be able to hear part of what I have to say. He was my home teacher, He taught me the Gospel — by his life, by the words he expressed in my home, and when I taught the Gospel Doctrine Class, by the contributions he made to that class. So I am grateful to this man and what he has done for me. My remarks today are going to reflect upon his life as a challenge to 8l grandkids and great grandkids - to this family, and to each of us for this is the day for taking inventory. This is the day, I think, of saying, "What can I draw from him that can make my life more meaningful and better?" So can I share with you these thoughts?

Life is not given us to be a burden but a blessing. My, he had a burdensome life. He started out with the very least of physical blessings — a big burdensome family and yet, brothers and sisters, life becomes a blessing as we turn every burden into a gift from God. The Lord said, "Replenish this earth and subdue it." That he has done, and I think he, as he faced the burdens of this life before ever coming here, was among they who the scriptures say, "The morning stars sang together and the sons of God shouted for joy." Yes, this life carries burdens, but we wanted to come here. He chose, he shouted for joy. This day as we look back we can see how he's turned those burdens into a blessing.

Life is a sacred trust, a cheerful stewardship. The Lord said in the Doctrine and Covenants, "All they who have given their lives for ray name will now be crowned." Life is a sacred trust and in fulfilling that trust it is to be done with cheerfulness, with the light of the Lord in our lives, with a feeling that it's a privilege to master life. He filled his stewardship well. May I suggest that a stewardship falls into three categories. To each of us and young people especially please note this. To each of us a great stewardship we have in life is that stewardship to ourselves, to make something of ourselves. To see that we understand the plan of God. To see that we make a faithful contribution to the world by making ourselves better men and better women. I think he would be grateful for me to share that thought with you young people, that stewardship is most important. The second stewardship, our stewardship to our sweethearts. To his beloved, to his family. And if ever you question in your lives, how should I act, what is of importance, what comes first in the many demands of life upon me? Look at him, look at his family, look at your relationship to a dad, and to a grandfather, and magnify that stewardship as he has magnified his, and then this sacred trust fills us with the steward- ship to reach out beyond to help others, as he helped me as my home teacher.

We who live in this area I don't think ever begin to realize what kind of a background this man had: 35 years as a stake clerk. I look at my stake clerk. I don't think he could begin to stand 35 years, and he is a good, faithful dedicated man. High Council, bishop, town board, secretary of two ditch companies, school principal, school teacher. What has he done with his life? He has given it to the world, a sacred stewardship.

Let me read a thought to you from the pen of President Nathan Tanner regarding this stewardship to the family, I think it kind of fits here, "I can think of nothing sweeter in all the world than a home where a father is holding and magnifying his Priesthood and doing his duty realizing that his greatest responsibility is to his family, and with a wife who loves and sustains him in all his righteous desires; where the children honor and obey their parents." I am grateful for that beautiful tribute given by a son in behalf of all you children in your love for Dad. Life is a priceless opportunity and a unique responsibility for service to God and to our fellowmen. The Lord has said in the Book of Nephi through the prophet—through King Benjamin, "When you are in the service of your fellowmen you are only in the service of your God."

Finally, life is a joyous process of growing, giving and gratitude. Growing — I think this day Brother Mathews is crowned with glory and honor, for that is why we came here that we might go back to the presence of God again, crowned with immortality and eternal life and all the blessings of heaven, and as we grow those blessings are ours. Giving — My what he has given to us, and has his giving ended? Not for a minute. He is going on giving, building, creating, filling his stewardship. Gratitude — This man was a man who was grateful for all that surrounded him.

I want to pay a special tribute in closing here. I have said occasionally to the people in our stake, "When it comes to going back to meeting God, and we want to find ourselves accepted there, the balance sheet that God uses is not like the balance sheet that the world uses. He's not going to look at the bottom line and not going to say, 'What are the statistics? What did you achieve in touching lives and in building kingdoms?' All of that is important and all of us whose lives he touched are going to call him blessed, and are going to bring our blessings upon him. But the truly important thing when we go before God is what have you done with your life, what has been your stewardship." Brother Mathews has magnified a great stewardship here upon the earth.

My challenge to you, the word the Lord said at one time, "Go thou and do likewise." He knows that God lives, he's gone back to the presence of God. I testify to you that I know that God lives and I know that Brother Mathews lives, and I know that the spirit of this good man is not going to be so far away from this family that when you cry unto the Lord for guidance and direction his influence, his spirit will be there. May God bless Sister Mathews that she'll feel that spirit morning, noon and night as she needs it. For I know that he lives and I know because I know the depth of her testimony, that she knows that her beloved Ben lives, and I leave that testimony with you, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Remarks: Bishop Darl R. Field

It was my opportunity to work with Brother Mathews in the High Priest Group in the ward and feel his strength and love and dedication to those brothers as well as his Father in Heaven. As we heard Brother Terry's rendition, "I am a Child of God, lead me, guide me, walk beside me, help me find the way. Teach me all that I must do to live with Him someday." Brother Mathews literally believed that, and so, as we pay respect and love and honor to him today, he has been called on another mission, "I go to prepare a place for you, that where I am ye may be also." Brother Mathews dedicated his life to serve his Father in Heaven, to raise a family, and to store up treasures which He can take with him into the eternities. These things will not be left behind as is our mortal existence, as those things which we obtain in this life; but he really believed that he was a child of God. And, in the other rendition, "Oh, that I were an angel." Brother Mathews was an angel and he chose to come here on this earth and dedicated himself to learn those things which will permit him to pass the angels who stand as sentinels to guard the way, as he prepares to meet his Father in Heaven. What more could we ask of a human individual who came to earth and who dedicated his life to a family, to a wife, and to grandchildren, and to great-grandchildren, and to all who knew him. As we ponder the goodness of his life — he still had his sense of humor and on many occasions when we had an opportunity to go to the Logan Temple before the new Ogden Temple was built, Brother Mathews wanted to go. On three nights in a row we went to the Logan Temple to do initiatory work. That's an hour drive up and an hour drive back and possibly three hours up there, which is a five hour day that started at five o'clock in the evening. Brother Mathews was willing and ready to go. On one occasion as we got to Brigham City, Brother Mathews said, "Oh, I've changed pants and I don't have my temple recommend." I said, "Well, Brother Mathews, there are two things we can do, we can go back and get your temple recommend or continue on." He said, "Continue on because it will be too late by the time we go back to Roy and get my temple recommend and get to Logan." I said, "Well, we've been there two days before, maybe we can talk our way through, so we proceeded to Logan, and as we got there dear brother on the door said, "I am sorry." I said, "We have been here before." He said, "Yes, I recognize that, but I am sorry you cannot enter without a temple recommend." He said, "I have a good book." Brother Mathews took that book and for the length of time we were there, sat and read the book. He didn't waste his time, he knew that time was valuable. And so we appreciate him here in the ward for all that he has been and for all that he has taught us, and to Sister Esther, a faithful, dedicated sister, always concerned about others and not too much concerned with herself. As I visited with Sister Esther the other day — on June 2 of this year they would have enjoyed 64 years of marriage, and out of that time she said very little of it was he not at her side. Of course, we recognize that with his service that he was gone during the day and some of the evening hours, but most of the evenings he was home with her. So they had a lot to be thankful for.

In closing may I just read a couple of items here that I think so depict the life of this good brother and his wife and family.

"The day which we fear as our last is but the first day of eternity
Death is not the extinguishing of life; it is putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
Death but supplies the oil for the unextinguishable lamp of everlasting life.
While we are mourning the loss of our friends, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil."

In the Sermon on the Mount, Christ said, "Blessed are they that mourn." And that it was to those who do mourn that He promised comfort. Sister Mathews, I know that our Father in Heaven will comfort you in the lonely hours that you will spend. As you kneel and pray to Him for comfort, He will give you that comfort. I leave you these promises in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.

The dedicatory prayer will be offered by his son, Dasil G. Mathews, at the grave site.

Benediction, Craig Baker (a grandson)

Our Father in Heaven, we are thankful this day for the opportunity which we've had as family and friends to have been here and paid our final respects to one we love so much. We are thankful, Father, for the plan of salvation, that Thou hast made known to us; that we might so live our lives that we might once again be with this one we have loved so much. Now we are grateful, Father, for those who have participated on the program and have said those things which have been indicative of the life of Grandpa. We are grateful, Father, unto Thee, for our many blessings, and we pray that we might again live our lives indicative of those things which he has stood for and those things that he has set an example for us. Now, as we leave this chapel this day, we give Thee thanks, Father, for those who have taken time to come so far to be with us. We are thankful for their safe arrival and, as we depart this building and travel to the site of the interment, we pray that we may go in safety. Father, again we are grateful for our many blessings, for the opportunity which Thou has given us to be here, to have our lives. These things we pray for and thank Thee for all we have, and do it humbly in Jesus name, Amen.

Typed by Vanese Mathews from transcription by Thomas Alton Mathews of tape he recorded at the funeral.

Pallbearers: Grandsons