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Miss Sadie L. Riggs, 15, of Bedford, took her own life on Monday, June 19th, 2017.

Sadie was born in Bedford on December 4, 2001. She is survived by her father, Eric Riggs and step mother Alicia Smith of Bedford and her biological mother, Beverly (Dodson) Riggs of Hopewell and by her motherly aunt, Sarah Smith, with whom she resided.
In addition to her parents, she is survived by Brother- Colby Wilson, California; Sister- Sheena Riggs, Defiance; Brother- Gaiege Dodson, Indiana, PA; Brother- Micah Riggs, Bedford; Sister- Rylee Riggs, Bedford; Brother- Dreygan Oberman, New Enterprise; Brother- Greyson Oberman, New Enterprise; Sister- Milaunna Dodson, Hopewell; Grandmother- Darlene Hall, Hopewell; Grandmother- Patricia J. Riggs, Bedford; Grandfather- Jeff Smith, Bedford; Grandmother- Stephanie Wallace, Bedford; Great Grandfather- Warren Feaster companion of Delores Materkowski, Bedford; Great Grandmother- Deanna Smith, Bedford; Great Grandmother- Ethel McDonald, Bedford. and Great Grandparents- Bill and Kay Dodson, Hopewell. Sadie is also survived by her special friends, Hannah, Karah, Jayla, TT, Mandy, Edie, Patrick & Greg and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins. She was preceded in death by Grandfather, Tony Dodson, Grandfather, Bob Wallace, Great Grandmother, Carole Feaster, Great Grandfather, Ted Smith and Uncle Travis Feaster.

Sadie was a member of the Solid Rock Christian Fellowship Church in Bedford. She played softball and loved reading, drawing and music. Sadie was a sweet and loving girl and she will be greatly missed.

A funeral service will be held at Louis Geisel Funeral Home, Bedford at 5:00 PM on Saturday, June 24th, 2017 with Pastor Wayne Mcgruder officiating.Friends are invited to call on Saturday from 4:00 – 5:00 PM at the Geisel Funeral Home in Bedford.

In an effort to debunk the rumors about Sadie’s death we would like to share this information. Yes, Sadie took her own life, she hung herself. It is hard to fathom that someone so young could be so troubled. Sadie was seeking help, she was in counselling and taking medication, but it was all too much for such a young soul to live with. If you take a minute and look at Sadie’s family dynamics you will see that a large percent of the people in her life were not not related to her by blood but she was sent to us by God who knew this child needed a family. 

Sadie had a tough life and until a recent incident at school she handled everything life served her. For a young lady so excited about going to the High School things sure went terribly wrong for her. For the bullies involved, please know you were effective in making her feel worthless. That is all between you and God now, but please know that it is not to late to change your ways. Sadie’s death has taken us to dark places, we will stick together and protect one another as we try to make sense of this tragic loss.

To all the bullies out there, I just want you to know that as much as we despise your actions never, ever do we wish for you to feel the paralyzing pain that engulfs our bodies, a pain so severe that it makes the simple act of breathing difficult or the guilt that leaves us wondering what we could have done differently-or that struggle to remember the last words we spoke…Our hearts are beyond broken. Sadie, it was a privilege to have you in our lives and we will always love you. May you find peace in the arms of God and may we all be kind to one another.

In lieu of flowers, the family of Sadie ask that you be kind to one another.


Max Burleson Cronin

January 13, 1989 – January 14, 2016

There are two obituaries for Max. Be sure to read them both.

On the evening of January 14, 2016, Max Cronin Burleson, passed away. He succumbed to two quiet and insidious diseases: depression and PTSD. He was only 27. He is survived by his mother Nancy, his father John, his step-mother Mae, his siblings Maxine, Samantha, Kieron, William, and Alison, his niece Eileen, and many other family members and friends who miss him dearly. Max was a veteran who had served in the US Army for three years. 

His funeral will be held on Saturday, January 23 at 2pm at Vance Baptist Church in Vance, Texas, and he will be laid to rest in the Vance Cemetery. A memorial service will also be held at a later date in San Antonio.

Max will always be remembered for his tender heart and ability to make others smile. When Max was 7, he gave the shirt off his back to his car-sick cousin, and brightened the sour mood by proudly flexing his string bean arms for all to see. At 10, he invented a game of counting Christmas lights and always let his sister Maxine win, even though he knew she was cheating. When his niece was born, he showered her in gifts out of immense pride. Max not only acted as a protective big brother towards Maxine, but also towards his cousins and younger siblings – that was just who he was. 

Now, finally, Max is at rest. Please hold him close, as his family does, in your mind and spirit. Remember the meaning of this tragedy and join in helping others who are suffering. Encourage those who struggle with depression and PTSD to seek treatment. Be a consistent source of encouragement along the dark and often lonely road of recovery. Something positive must come from Max’s death, and that must be preventing others from suffering as he did. 

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made in Max’s honor to, a non-profit foundation aimed at providing service dogs and counseling to veterans suffering from PTSD. 

Dominick Ortega


If you knew Dominick Ortega for more than ten minutes, you are feeling today as if you have lost a life-long friend. You are invited to join a group of other like-minded people at 3:00 in the afternoon on Sunday, May 25, at the Three Angels Seventh-day Adventist Church in College Station, to celebrate the life of this unusually wonderful human bean – he was a garbanzo!

Dominick burst upon this earthly stage on August 18, 1968, the son of Raymond Ortega and Delia Palomo. Three years later, brother Ariel was born, and together they faced the challenges of growing up under various circumstances throughout the greater Houston area. The battle between darkness and light was well underway, darkness steadily gaining the upper hand.

As teenagers, Dominick and Denise created Nick. Regretfully, Dominick had no part in raising this child and never connected with Nick as an adult. The cycle of drug use, criminal activity, and incarceration had begun. Several years later, Serena did her best to rehabilitate Dominick, but he left her alone with their son, Travis. Happily, for the past five years, Travis Bingham, Serena, and Travis’s sister, Lauren, have been Dominick’s treasured friends.

A slave to his addictions and to violence, Dominick spent more than half of his adult life behind bars. He hated the world. When Dominick was nearly beaten to death in prison, he desperately pleaded with God: “If you will save my life, I will serve you for the remainder of it.” God did, and Dominick has. During the last year of Dominick’s third incarceration, his mantra was NO MORE WALLS! And there weren’t any. Despite temptations and periods of discouragement, Dominick clung to God’s promises; he increased his knowledge of Bible truth; and he shared his faith in Jesus with everyone he met. Dominick was a walking, talking, laughing, loving miracle – a living testimony to the Holy Spirit’s transforming power. “It’s ALL about Jesus,” he would say.

Dominick loved living in the Brazos Valley, his home since early 2009. “It’s so much fun being clean and sober and earning an honest living. I love being domesticated!” Dominick was continually amazed by the blessings of living a life focused on others rather than self.

“I was born to drive,” Dominick often declared, and he truly enjoyed his work as a professional truck driver. He liked cruising on two wheels as well and always had a motorcycle. Dominick was fascinated with watches and pocketknives. He relished Blue Bell ice cream. How do you define a life? Oh, sweet Dominick, we will miss you so!

The precise reason for Dominick’s death on May 12, 2014, is unknown; the family awaits the final autopsy results.

Still here to remember Dominick and to ponder his witness are: his parents, Delia and Raymond; his step-parents, Irene “Nena” Ortega and Jay Ponce; beloved brother, Ariel; step-siblings, Jason Aguilar, Rae Ortega, and Melissa Ortega-Miranda; brothers-in-law, James and Michael Giles; a host of uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews, and cousins; his many friends, old and new, ages 0 to 95; and beloved brother in Christ, Tony Cantu, of Huntsville, Texas.

Dominick’s widow, Mary Elizabeth “Lizzy” Ortega, will howl at the moon occasionally, but she lives peacefully with the assurance that when Jesus returns, on the last day, they will rise together in the air to meet Him.

Please do not send flowers to the service. If you feel inspired to remember Dominick in a material way, memorials to his church’s building fund will be gratefully accepted: Three Angels Seventh-day Adventist Church, 1350 Earl Rudder Freeway South, College Station, TX 77845.