When my Grandmother passed away, I thought about it long and hard. I thought about how I could somehow do something to make her life here on Earth a tribute from the ones whom loved her, and the ones that she had touched. This eulogy written for Corolie Feagin Davis, was not only written as a means to be closure of her life here on Earth, but to celebrate her crossing over into a much better place. That place, which she has spoken to me and others about on several occasions, is where she has been laying up her treasures. All my life she has told me, and others, that she need not gather up her treasures here on this Earth, because as she used to say” her treasures lie on the other side.” Every one of us seated here today has had fond memories of my grandmother. Some of my earliest were when I used to beg her to scratch my back when I was a little boy. You see grandmothers have that soothing touch that seems to make everything better. I can’t count the many times when I fell asleep in her lap while listening to the preacher in the Andrews Church of God, third row from the back on the right side… there weren’t too many Sunday that you couldn’t find her there when I was younger. Also, I keep thinking about the many times when I was younger and I walked her across the field from my parents house to her back door to make sure she got in the house okay, and most importantly that she locked the doors behind herself. It wasn’t because I had too, it was because I wanted to and because I loved her just as everyone else gathered here today did and will continue to do. You see she never uttered an ugly or rude word to anyone that I know of. Instead if you were wrong, Granny could whip you with words, either her own, or quoted from the Bible. I think we all have talked to Granny on those late nights when she would make a cup of coffee and a biscuit, and listen