Baker-Swan - Memorial

Arthur D. Miller

	Calling Hours: Monday, January 28, 2008 11:00 AM - 1:00 PM 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM Baker-Swan Funeral Home	Funeral Service: Monday, January 28, 2008 1:00 PM Baker-Swan Funeral Home
Born: Sunday, November 03, 1940 Died: Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Obituary

ANDOVER Arthur D. Miller,
67, passed away Wednesday
(Jan. 23, 2008) at home.
Mr. Miller was born on Nov. 3,
1940 in Wayland to Edward and
Myrtle (McKenzie) Miller. Art
served in the U.S. Army from
1964 1967. On Sept. 25, 1971,
he married LouAnne Buchanan,
who survives. In 1993, he earned
his GED, for which he was very
proud.
Art was a laborer for many
companies, including Foster
Wheeler in Dansville and
Eastman Kodak in Rochester.
In addition to his wife,
Art is survived by four sons,
Peter Miller, David Miller,
Arthur J. (Ashley Stocum)
Miller and John (Hannah)
Miller; four daughters, Beverly
Ann (Tim) Payton, Debbie
Miller, Kristina (Leslie) Radsek
and Karin Miller; two brothers,
Edward (Barbara) Miller and
William (Rosalee) Miller; one
sister, Caroline Miller; his good
friend, Bob Bishop; numerous
grandchildren; and several nieces,
nephews and cousins.
Art was predeceased by an
infant son, Arthur D. Miller, Jr.;
one brother, Joseph Miller and
one sister, Myrtle Miller.
Art was a member of the
Andover American Legion.
He loved hunting, fishing and
working on small engines.
Additionally, he enjoyed horses
and the companionship of his
dog, Shadow but it was the time
he spent with his family that was
the real, true joy of his life.
Friends may call on
Monday from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m.
at Baker-Swan Funeral Home,
Andover. The funeral service
will be held on Monday at 1 p.m.
immediately following the
visitation with Rev. Daniel
Callahan of Blessed Sacrament
Church, officiating.

Afterglow
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow of
smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways.
Of happy times and laughing
times and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who
grieve, to dry before the sun.
Of happy memories that I leave
when life is done.