Harold Nathaniel Miller was born October 3rd, 1943 in Albemarle County, Virginia. He transitioned September 16th, 2020. His parents were Fletcher T. Miller and Ressie G. Miller. He graduated from Buckingham County High School in Buckingham Va.
Harold met and married his High school sweetheart, Eileen Frances Jones. Out of their union, they had three children: Valencia J. Miller of Scottsville Va, Andre N. Miller of Washington D.C., & Livia S. Reeder of Hyattsville MD.
He is also survived by his two adorable grandsons: Brandon & Cameron Reeder of Hyattsville, Maryland. He also has three surviving siblings: Jean Russell of Scottsville Va, Barbara Perry of Hartford Connecticut, and Edward S. Miller of Washington D.C.
Harold worked for the District of Columbia as a Supervisor of Investigations for the Water Department. He was also an entrepreneur for the care and transportation of seniors & the disabled in Charlottesville Va. He was lovingly known as "Mr. Peoples".
My husband, the father of my children would say " Let the life I lived speak for me".
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see;
The sun should rise and find your eyes,
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
And each time that you think of me,
A smile would fill your face.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready, in heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind, all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, so much yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterday's,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized, that this could never be.
For emptiness and memories,
Would now take the place of me.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart
For every time you think of me,
I'm right there in your heart.
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