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Sons of Allen Family and Friends By Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. We deeply appreciate your kind expressions of sympathy in our time of great sorrow. Thank you for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers. Special thanks are extended to his caregivers at Agape. May God continue to bless you all. Bostick-Tompkins Funeral Home 2930 Colonial Drive Columbia, South Carolina 29203 Willie A. Tompkins, Director 803.254.2000 bosticktompkinsinc.com

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Sons of Allen Family and Friends

By Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

We deeply appreciate your kind expressions of sympathy in our time of great

sorrow. Thank you for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers.

Special thanks are extended to his caregivers at Agape.

May God continue to bless you all.

Bostick-Tompkins Funeral Home

2930 Colonial Drive Columbia, South Carolina 29203

Willie A. Tompkins, Director

803.254.2000 bosticktompkinsinc.com

“For no one is cast off by the Lord forever. Though he brings grief, he will show

compassion, so great is his unfailing love.

For he does not willingly bring affliction or grief to anyone.”

Lamentations 3:31-33

Philip S. Rhett, 76, of Columbia, South Carolina, passed away Tuesday,

September 12, 2017 at the Agape Hospice House in Columbia.

Philip was born September 26, 1940 in Columbia, South Carolina to

the late Ernest and Emma Geiger Rhett. He graduated from Richtex

High School in 1957, after which he enlisted in the United States Air

Force, completing 14 years of service. He married Eloise Melton and

fathered three children. He enjoyed working in the church and was

the Sunday School Superintendent for many years. Mr. Rhett was

very active in the Grand Williams Lodge in Orangeburg, South

Carolina and achieved the esteemed position of 33˚ Mason.

In addition to his parents, he was predeceased by his sisters, Corlis

Rhett and Chondra Artis.

Mr. Rhett is survived by his son, Philip S. (Charlotte) Rhett, Jr.; six

grandchildren: Blakesley, Tyler, Morgan Rhett, Remedy Applegate,

Tanner Mead and Rhett Artis; two great-grandchildren; siblings:

Dewrina Wise, Gloria Rawls and Roscoe Rhett; and other loving

relatives and dear friends.

Prelude

Processional ....................................................................................... Clergy and Family

Final Farewell to Our Beloved Philip ......................... Bostick-Tompkins Staff

Hymn of Praise ............................................................... #283, “I am Thine, O Lord”

Scripture Readings ...................................................................................................Clergy

Old Testament ............................................................................. The 23rd Psalm

New Testament .................................................................................. John 14:1-6

Prayer of Comfort......................................................................................................Clergy

Selection .................................................................................................. Pine Grove Choir

Remarks (three minutes please) ............................................................Cynthia Roberts High School Class Leader

Philip Rhett, Jr. Mr. Rhett’s son, on behalf of the Family

Selection .................................................................................................. Pine Grove Choir

Words of Comfort ...................................... Reverend Dr. Charles R. Watkins, Jr.

Recessional

Postlude ..........................................................................................................“I’ll Fly Away

Committal, Closing Prayer, Benediction & Interment

Columbia, South Carolina