Amoke S. Horton
Sep. 7th. 1984-Jan. 19. 2007
Thanks to the Royal Funeral Homes, Inc.
As I sit here and look down on all of my loved ones, family, and friends I reflect on my life…
On the 7th of September, 1984, Bonnie Horton was blessed with a beautiful baby girl. It was a long haul, but I made it, all 8 lbs and 13 ounces of me!
I was a quiet, observant, funny and reserved child. Weird, if you ask my sister. I was a “superstar” on the basketball court and always creased and clean on the scene. As I grew, I embraced each day as they were given to me and took with me every heart of every person I came in contact with.
Then one day tragedy struck: my mom, Bonnie Horton, a picture of perfection, was called by the Lord. She was my heart, my soul, my everything. Strong, positive, motivating, courageous, inspiring, peaceful and blessed was she. Add to that a mother, doctor, counselor, and a friend to all.
November 11, 2000, when Mom left us, I became a “Big Girl” and that is when I found out how strong I really was. This tragedy turned into somewhat of a blessing. “Chyn” and I became closer than we had ever been. Imagine two people who fought and argued, as sisters do, came to a mutual understanding that we are here for each other. We are a team. Even though I instantly became a mother of three, a positive role model and disciplinarian. Um, um, um, what have I gotten myself into; but as God would have it, I enjoyed my new role and soon became Aunt Bokie.
My sister and I are quite different. I like to get my ‘sexy’ on - “No shame, no gain”. “Chyn needs to get out more. Maybe one day soon she’ll take ‘The Kid’s” (yeah, that’s me) advice and shake what Bonnie Horton gave us.
In May of 2002, I graduated from Butler High School. Having completed Upward Bound, I was on my way to college the Fall of 2003. I made a tough decision that I felt in the long run would benefit the family.
“Chyn” tried her best to keep me close to home, but eventually she understood that I was a growing up and could make my own decisions. However, that didn’t stop her from trying to play Mom every chance she got.
I entered the University of West Alabama on August 16, 2003 as a “Big Girl”. My Freshman year was on and ‘poppin’. I did some of the things “freshmen” usually do. “I was a M.E.S.S. I was losing the “Big Girl” status I had set for myself.
“Chyn” was not going to let that happen. When she saw my “report card” (as she called it), she said she was not going to encourage me to go back if I wasn’t going to achieve what I started out to do. So, I had to get my mind straight and regain my “Big Girl” status. It took a minute, but I did it and here I am just a few months from graduating.
I’ve made many friends, young and old along the way. Peg, Veronica and Debora are my girls. Frankie is my ‘homie’. They have been my eyes and ears these past few years. So if you have a question that “Chyn” can’t answer, just grab one of my many friends and I’m sure you can get to know me too. Just make sure they keep me sexy.
Well it’s time for me to go right now, because He’s calling my name. So dry your eyes, don’t cry for me. Stay motivated, dedicated and focused. Make sure my hard work is not in vain. But if you do decide to cry, “that’s fine”, but let them be tears of joy, not sorrow.
I’ve been know to turn a frown upside down; a sad face into a “do betta!” I like to lead because following is such a lonely place. Live each day with integrity, ethics, and understanding.
So, “Chyn”, I’m gonna need you to temporarily fill in for me. Dance, cut-up, you know what to do.
“Wrinklie” (Miysteriey) be good. “Dai” (Dyaizitelle) keep your fingers out your mouth. Kay keep doing good so you can do big things with that scholarship you’re going to get to Georgia Tech. Listen and help your mom handle things. “Gigi” (Aunt Virginia) hold down the ‘fam’. “Uncle Knucklehead” (Uncle Ronnie) keep keeping it real: that’s the best part of you. “Jo-jo” (Joanna) keep the party going. Jessee (Jessica) stay sweet and Trell (Martrell), when you get time write a song dedicated in my memory. Stay on top of that music ‘thang’, cause “that’s sharp!” All the rest of the family, get it together and do better because life is too short to argue and be mad.
I still have so much to say but “they” are having a party in my honor. So I’m gonna go now. This is not good-by just see ya’ later. And don’t forget to live each day as if it is your last ‘cause tomorrow it may be true.
Amoke S. Horton
The Young One
a.k.a.
Moe, Bokie, Mokie, or The Kid
Funeral service will be held at 11:00 a.m. on Saturday, January 27, 2007 at the Triana Cumberland Presbyterian Church in America (263 Stone Street; Huntsville, Alabama 35756) with Pastor James Childress officiating. Interment will be held in the Meadowlawn Garden of Peace. Ms. Amoke Senetha Horton will lie in repose one hour priro to the funeral ceremony.
Public viewing will begin Friday, January 26, 2007 from 11:00 a.m.-9:00 p.m.; Saturday, January 27, 2007 from 8:00 a.m.-9:00 a.m.
