Laura Yarbrough was born January 18, 1971, she passed away unexpectedly in her sleep on Thursday, February 12, 2015. She is survived by her husband Emil, her five children, James and his wife Krystle, TJ and his wife Karla, Eddy, Zack, and Brittany, her mother Jennie her boyfriend Larry, sisters Tina and Anna and her husband Nick, her four grandchildren, Logan, Derek, Trevor, and Damian, uncle Joe Passafiume and wife Judi of Colorado, and many cousins, nieces, and nephews. She was preceded in death by her father Bill. She had been a loving housewife for the last 15 years. Prior to that, she had worked in many businesses, including owning her own cleaning service. Laura was a very loving and happy woman, bringing smiles to the faces of those she encountered. She enjoyed nothing more than to spend time with all of her children; especially her grandchildren. She was a very giving person, always willing to help others before taking care of herself. Laura was always a very gullible person often falling for small pranks and jokes put on by her children and husband. She did not mind being at the end of a joke; as long as people were laughing, she was happy. She had always been the glue in our family. She always seemed to get our family together when we were all going in different directions.
We will miss you very much. Watch over us until we are all united again. Love and miss you
Sis I love you and miss you so much .I’m gonna miss our trip’s to the mall and yard sales mostly I’m just gonna miss our talks at night .I love you soon much Thelma .forever Thelma and louise love tina aka Louise
My little beautiful sister, I promise not to forget the loving memories you gave but, still I ll miss you so very much and will miss your laugh, your voice your silliness with those monkey faces.
I am heart broken not to have no more days here with you but you left an amazing legacy YOUR and EMIL ‘S CHILDREN .
I know I will visit with you through memories and you will embrace us all with your Angel Wings . I love you my Dear little sister …
Much love and sorrow Your Nanners