Richard William Ingall, age 81, of Buford, GA passed away June 26, 2014. Richard was born in Lake Odessa, Ionia County, Michigan on April 30, 1933. He was preceded in death by his parents Neil E. Ingall and Mabel Ellen Keeney, and his sister Barbara H. Johnson. He is survived by his loving wife Shirley Jean Gage; daughter, Lori A. Ingall (Lewis) and husband, Gary M. Lewis; son Brian D. Ingall and fiancé, Vanessa; daughter, Susan K. Ingall, and grandchildren, Jason and Greg Lewis; Kathryn and Jessica Ingall. Funeral Services will be held 11:00 A.M., Tuesday, July 1, 2014 at First United Methodist Church of Lawrenceville. The family will receive friends Monday, June 30, 2014 from 4:00 P.M. until 8:00 P.M. at Wages & Sons Gwinnett Chapel, 1031 Lawrenceville, GA 30046, 770-277-4550. Online condolences may be expressed at

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  1. We feel so blessed to have known “Mr. Dick”. We always enjoyed hearing his stories from his childhood and watching him restore tractors. Our favorite memory of him was when we heard a loud engine sound outside and it was Mr. Dick driving his restored tractor up the street. We will be praying peace for you, Mrs. Shirley.
    With love,
    Mike, Kim, Madeline, and Emmelynn Collins

  2. Susan,
    So sorry to hear about the loss of your Father. May God spread comfort to you and your family during this time of loss/mourning.

  3. I am so sorry Shirley (and family). I was sad to hear of Dick’s passing, I thought of all the wonderful conversations he and I had while we waited in the choir room after church, and where ever we were. Man could he TALK! And he always asked about my work, and would laugh at my stories. I pray that during this time, ya’ll find peace and comfort. WIth much Love, Karen Pirkle (PPC)

  4. I’m so sorry for your loss to the whole family. My sincerest condolences. I’m so glad he came out to our wedding. Hugs and hugs, Dana

  5. “A Parable of Immortality” by Henry van Dyke.

    I am standing by the seashore.
    A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
    and starts for the blue ocean.
    She is an object of beauty and strength,
    and I stand and watch
    until at last she hangs like a speck of white cloud
    just where the sun and sky come down to mingle with each other.

    Then someone at my side says, ‘There she goes!
    Gone where? Gone from my sight – that is all.

    She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
    as she was when she left my side
    and just as able to bear her load of living freight
    to the places of destination.
    Her diminished size is in me, not in her.

    And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
    ‘There she goes! ‘,
    there are other eyes watching her coming,
    and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
    ‘Here she comes!’

    Godspeed, Dad! Tschüss!
    Much Love, Susan

  6. So sorry to hear about your dad, Susan. May he rest in peace and you and your family find comfort in His love.

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