Annette C.H. (Vallar) Russell

Annette C.H. Russell, 77, of Marshall died on Wednesday, June 30, 2021, at Medilodge of Marshall following a short illness.
Annette was born on June 20, 1944, in Beaumont, Texas to Jessie Vallar and Juanita M. Keyes. She married Glenn Russell and he preceded her in death.
Annette was a live-in chef for the Upjohn Family and the Sister's of the Nazarene in Kalamazoo for many years. Prior to that she traveled throughout the United States, and with a love of cooking she would always find a job as a chef in any restaurant. Cooking was more than her career; it was a hobby she enjoyed. Annette would love to cook and share food with her family and friends. She also enjoyed fishing and traveling to the casinos.
She is survived by her son and daughter-in-law Larry and Lori Vallar; grandchildren, Marcus (Gabby) Vallar and Kayla (Tawi Tekleab) Vallar; siblings, James, Fred, Mildred, Gertrude, Beverly, Robin, Michael, Larry, Ronald and Willie. She was preceded in death by her parents; husband; and siblings, Robert, and Jonnie Mae.
A memorial gathering will take place from 1-4pm on Saturday July 17, 2021 at the Kempf Family Funeral and Cremation Services 723 US Hwy 27 N Marshall MI 49068. Memorial contributions are requested to the Marshall Area Community Services (M.A.C.S.), 111 N Jefferson St, Marshall, MI 49068, https://www.marshallareacommunityservices.org/ . Memorials may be mailed to the Kempf Family Funeral Home PO Box 519 Marshall MI 49068. Leave a personal message for the family and sign the online guestbook at https://www.kempffuneralhome.com

When I'm Gone

When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile
Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.

Forget unkind words I have spoken;
Remember some good I have done.
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I've had loads of fun.

Forget that I've stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.

Then forget to grieve for my going,
I would not have you sad for a day,
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay,
And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west.

Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.

By Mrs. Lyman Hancock