Cliff Harold Dotson

cliff dotson

March 11, 1962 ~ April 22, 2004


Resided in: Fairview, NC

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Fairview ~ Cliff Dotson Jr., 42, of 1105 Brush Creek Circle, died unexpectedly Thursday, April 22, 2004 at his residence. A native of Buncombe County, he was son of Clifton H. Dotson Sr. of Fairview and of the late Mary Jane Johnson Dotson and was preceded in death by a nephew, Steve Sorrells. Cliff played the guitar and drums and loved music. He was a member of Bethany United Methodist Church. Surviving in addition to his father, is his sister, Debi Harper and her husband, Tim of Fairview; a brother, Allen Sorrells of Atlanta; three nieces, Misty Buckner and Tiffany Harper of Fairview and Cindy Sorrells of Morganton and one nephew, Timothy Harper of Fairview. A memorial service will be held 3:00 P.M. Sunday in the chapel of Groce Funeral Home at Lake Julian with the Rev. Randy Bartlett officiating. The family will receive friends one hour before the service. Memorials may be made to Voices for Recovery 189 East Chestnut Street Asheville, North Carolina 28801.

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  2. Coon Hunter & Debbie
    I am truly sorry to see that Joe passed away. I can not be there but my heart goes out for you all. We will really miss him.
    Love
    Terry & Kerri Hill

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  3. Dear Cliff, We are so sorry about your son. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. We pray that God will give you Peace and understanding. Love Pete and Dotsy

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  4. Cliff and Family,

    My thoughts and prayers are with you in this time of sorrow. May God Bless You.

    Tammy

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  5. Dotson Family,

    Im sorry to hear about Joe. I was privelaged to be able to call him my friend. ( Marble Madness will never be the same! )I pray for you in this time of sadness. May God give you strength today and always.

    *Sending Huggs Of Comfort From Far Away*
    Cheryl & The Boy’s

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  6. A Tribute To My Best Friend

    It’s hard to know how to say goodbye to your best friend and that is what Cliff was to me for many, many years. We spent so much time together, did so much together and talked about everything in the world. It’s hard to imagine that the phone will never ring again with him being on the other end. It’s hard to believe that we will never sit around and listen to music, watch tv, play video games, order a pizza or fix a steak or one of those big ole mushroom swiss burgers on the grill like we used to do. It’s hard to believe that we will never plan another beach trip together and spend time at the beach which he truly loved. There were so many great times that it would be difficult to list them all. He knew how to play the guitar and the drums and it is truly a shame that he never finished his tape. He always wanted the world to hear him and I’ll tell you what they sure would have liked what they heard cause he sure knew how to play music.

    Cliff was very devoted to his family and he talked to me about them often. His mother, Jane, meant the world to him and he told me many times that he did not know how he would ever live without her being in the world. He always worried about her so much. He always wanted his sister, Debi, to be happy and live a happy life. He always worried about her too. His little sister and that is what he always called her, Misty, was so special to him and of course he always worried about her too. And, of course, Nessa, his little dog that was his constant companion and I believe many times made his life seem worthwhile.

    Cliff had a heart of gold and had all the feelings to go along with it. Sometimes he had a hard time expressing it, but these things were truly a part of him. I can only pray that one day I will see my best friend again and I think I will. Rest in peace Cliff and I truly hope that you are happy. I will miss you very much.

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  7. My little brother, It’s 10/20/2010,and here I sit early in the morning thinking about you.All the fun times we had growing up,all the fun we had after we grew up.You’ve been gone 6 yrs and whoever says it gets better,well they didn’t know you,my heart still breaks everytime I think of you,which is every single day.Theres a part of me missing that will never be right untill I can see you again.I told you that I would always be here for you,I always thought you would be here with me.I have only dreamed about you one time and you were surrounded by bright light and dressed in white,you looked like you did when a teenager.I asked you in my dream to leave with me and you said,’why would I want to leave,when I am here?’ Then my dream was over.I felt like it was a message telling me you were ok and where you were supposed to be.I know you were saved and I can’t hardly wait to see you and Allen and Mom and Steve and Brenda and the many others we have lost since you all.I hope all of you are together and waiting to great me when I arrive.I love you so much and I miss hearing you play your guitar and drums,you were very talented at music.I wish that could have kept you here.I tried everything to help you want to live,but I didn’t try hard enough,obviously.How long can a heart feel like its breaking,before it breaks? Rest in peace Joe Joe I love you. Sis

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