Celebrating the Life of
Beloved Mom, Sister,
Betty Terese Friar
Betty was born Betty Faye Bell on July 24, 1934 in Comanche OK.
She changed her middle name to Terese after her confirmation.
On November 19, 2018 God took her hand and led her away to
join her parents Zayden and Helen Bell and her brother Howell
her sisters Christen and Darlene her nephews Jerry and David
her nieces Linda and Connie and other family and friends.
Betty leaves behind her younger brother Thomas Bell, her son
Robert, and his wife Robin, her granddaughters Joyce and
Sabrina, her 5 great-grand-daughters Angelica, Jade, Jeanette,
Crystal and Brittany, and her great-great-grand-daughter
Audrey, her grandson-in-law Mario, 2 great-grandsons-in-law
Anthony and Oscar, and Rene Lara and family that has been
like a grand-daughter to her, and extended family and friends
many others that loved her.
Betty lived her life to the fullest. She did it her way. Her memories
will always live on with her family and friends and the patients
she helped as a nurse.
Thank you for all the wonderful memories, you will be truly
missed and cherished in the hearts of everyone you touched.
You will be always loved,
Your loving family.
Betty’s Mom and Dad Helen Lucille and Zaden
“The Famous Nurse Betty”
God's Garden A Letter From Heaven
God looked around the garden,And When tomorrow starts without me
found an empty space. And I’m not there to see;
He looked down upon the earth, And If the sun should rise and find your eyes
saw your tired face. All filled with tears for me.
He put His arms around you And I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
lifted you to rest. The way you did today;
God’s garden must be beautiful While thinking of the many things
For He only takes the best. We didn’t get to say.
He knew that you were weary, and He I know how much you love me
knew you were in pain. As much as I love you;
He knew that you would never be well And each time that you think of me,
on earth again. I know you’ll miss me too.
He saw the roads were getting rough, and When tomorrow starts without me,
the hills were hard to climb. Don’t think we’re far apart
So He closed your weary eyelids, and For every time you think of me,
whispered peace be thine. I’m right here in your heart.