Alberta Miller Selby

September 14, 2008


Past Services

Thursday September 18, 2008
Arlington National Cemetery
Arlington, VA
202-695-3250 or | Directions
Thursday September 18, 2008
Altmeyer Funeral Home - Virginia Beach
5792 Greenwich Road
Virginia Beach, VA 23462
800-934-4648 | Directions

Alberta Miller Selby

VIRGINIA BEACH- Alberta Miller Selby, 79, known as “Barne” by family and friends went to be with our Lord September 14, 2008 after a 14 year battle with Alzheimer’s.

Born in Duncannon, PA, she was the daughter of the late Lawrence L. and Laura E. Barninger and the widow of the John H. “Jack” Miller of Camp Hill, PA and LTC ret. Lewis S. Selby of Delmar, DE.

She leaves to cherish her memory and great spirit her daughter, Connie Miller McMahon and husband, Rick of Virginia Beach, VA; step-daughter, Bonnie Handleman and husband, Mark of Ijamsville, MD; six grandchildren, Jodi Brewbaker Simkins, Jill Brewbaker Rowley, Barrie DeRon Santiago, Joely Roberts, Jarad Handleman, and Brett Handleman; 11 great-grandchildren; brother, Larry T. Barninger and wife, Marsha of Oviedo, FL; and Robert and Helen Smith of Harrisburg, PA.

Private memorials will take place in Arlington National Cemetery and Rolling Green Memorial Park, Camp Hill, PA.

Condolences may be shared with the family at

Altmeyer Funeral Home, 5792 Greenwich Road, Virginia Beach, VA, 23462 is in charge of the arrangements.

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Rose Reeser
8 years ago

Dear Connie,

I am so sorry for you and your family’s loss. As you know, Barney was my “second” monther during much of our childhood, and she’ll be greatly missed. I send you my heartfelt thoughts and prayers.

With much love,


donna Brewbaker McBride
8 years ago

Dear Connie: So sorry to learn of your mother’s passing. I know how much you loved her. You’re in my thoughts and prayers. Donna & Steve

Connie McMahon
8 years ago

To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say…

but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

I’m writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.

Here, there’s no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.

Remember that I’m with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,

God picked me up and hugged me and He said, “”I welcome you.””

It’s good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.

As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.

I need you here badly; you’re part of my plan.

There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.

And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight.

God and I are closest to you….in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years

because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.

Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.

But if I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er.

I’m closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;

but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for you too…

that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow and pain,

then you can say to God at night……””My day was not in vain.””

And now I am contented….that my life has been worthwhile,

knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,

just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.

When you’re walking down the street, and you’ve got me on your mind;

I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it’s time for you to go…. from that body to be free,

remember you’re not going…’re coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey author

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I love you Mom, Connie