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https://www.flipsnack.com/alcbf/willie-crayton-obituary/full-view.html Eulogy Mr. Willie Lee Crayton Good morning, family and friends. We are gathered here today to honor and celebrate the life of a man who walked this earth with purpose, dignity, and unwavering faith— Mr. Willie Lee Crayton, born on July 22, 1936. A man whose life’s testimony reminds us that it’s not just about the years we live, but the love we give, the legacy we leave, and the light we shine along the way. The Bible says in 2 Timothy 4:7, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” And oh, how true that is for Mr. Crayton. He was a devoted educator who shaped minds and poured into young lives as a teacher at Fairview High School in Dime Box, Texas. His commitment to education didn’t stop there—he returned to college and earned a Master’s degree in Counseling, equipping him to guide not only academic journeys but emotional ones as well. With that wisdom and heart for helping others, he later went on to work at Gary Job Corps, where he mentored and supported countless students toward brighter paths and better futures. He believed in second chances, and he helped many young men and women find theirs. Mr. Crayton also served his country proudly in the United States military for 22 years. A soldier not only in service, but in spirit. In uniform and in heart. His discipline, integrity, and humility spoke louder than words ever could. In November 1965, he married the love of his life, Charles Etta Crayton, and together they built a life anchored in love, laughter, and unshakeable faith. One year later, in 1966, he joined Mount Olive Baptist Church under the leadership of Pastor Sneed. And there, he didn’t just sit in the pews—he served. Fully. Humbly. Faithfully. He was a man of the church. A Sunday school teacher and superintendent who fed the flock with the Word of God. An usher who greeted every soul with a smile and warmth. A deacon who led by example, not title. A quiet pillar with a strong presence. A true servant of the Lord. Psalm 84:10 says, “I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of the wicked.” And Mr. Crayton lived this scripture to the letter. He was more than his accomplishments, though they were many. He was a loving brother, especially to his baby sister, Nellie Crayton—who he cherished and protected with that gentle big-brother heart. Their bond was special, full of laughter, guidance, and an unspoken closeness that never faded. He was also a steadfast husband, a fun uncle, and a friend whose presence made you feel at home. He was well-traveled, well-read, well dressed, and always a little snazzy—he made sure of that. Whether in military dress or a church suit, he carried himself with class and confidence. He was the kindest man I know—soft-spoken but strong, thoughtful and full of grace. There was something comforting about being in his presence. He had a gentle way of listening, loving, and lifting others. Outside of church and service, he knew how to enjoy life. He was an amazing bowler—a smooth, steady competitor. And when football season rolled around, you already knew who he was cheering for: the University of Texas Longhorns. His love for the game was passionate, loyal, and deeply rooted. Hook ’em Horns. And when it came time to eat, well—Mr. Crayton loved a good steak, and we all knew it. He didn’t need the fanciest things in life to feel joy. Just good food, good company, and a reason to laugh. His life was a reflection of Romans 12:11 – “Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord.” He lived that way. Day in and day out. Even in his final seasons, Mr. Crayton showed us how to live with faith, love with purpose, and serve with joy. He leaves behind a legacy not just written in degrees, titles, or travels—but in kindness, consistency, and Christ-like compassion. To his loving sister, Nellie Crayton, and his devoted wife, Charles Etta— may you find comfort in knowing that he now rests in eternal peace with his Heavenly Father. And one day, we will see him again. John 14:2-3 reminds us of this hope: “In my Father’s house are many mansions… I go to prepare a place for you… so that where I am, there you may be also.” Mr. Crayton has entered his mansion. His body may have grown tired, but his spirit is alive—forever with the Lord. May we carry forward his legacy. May we love more fully. Serve more humbly. And walk more boldly in faith, just like he did. He leaves to cherish his memory a loving wife of 58 years and one sister. Sleep well, sir. You’ve earned your crown. Amen.

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Willie Lee Crayton

July 22, 1936 - July 30, 2025