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GREENSBORO Edward "Allen" Lee, Sr., 75, passed away March 2 after a valiant health battle. He was born in Wilmington, NC, to Edward E. "Jack" Lee Jr. and Winifred Mincy Lee. He is survived by his wife Carolyn of 55 years. His sister Elizabeth Lee Inscoe [David] lives in Fairview, NC. Allen attended NC State University, then met and married Carolyn in 1964. He served in the Army Reserves, Military Police, for eight years. Though gifted in chemical sales management for 34 years, he was called to his true passion in 1998: pastoring full time, while achieving his master's in theology. Shepherding the flock of God through Jubilee Worship Center came second only to God and his family. Allen, a transparent preacher of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, mentored several spiritual children. Dedicated to missions in Ghana, West Africa, he joined hearts with Bishop Wisdom Ameku. Allen was known also for his uncanny humor and amusing stories with good friends and family. He lived a rich life. Allen was proud of his children: Edward Allen Lee, Jr. (Ann Finch) of Raleigh; Jennifer Lee Cordes (Michael) of Baltimore, MD; the late William Patrick Christian Lee; and Bethany Lee Farabee (Kevon) of Greensboro. Grandchildren who thrilled his heart are: Travis Lee, Spencer Lee, Maggie Lee, Daniel Lee, Jack and Ben Lee, Gavin Brewer, Lindsay Brewer, and Gracie Farabee. The memorial service will be held at 3 p.m., Saturday, March 9, at Cathedral of His Glory. 4501 Lake Jeanette Road, Greensboro, NC 27455. Bishop Frank Harvey of Covenant Life Ministries will officiate. His godly legacy is reproducing through his family, Jubilee Worship Center, and Healing Ministries of Greensboro, a retreat center. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to Jubilee Worship Center, 143 Blue Bell Road, Greensboro, NC 27406. Special gratitude is expressed to Hospice of Greensboro and dedicated medical teams who cared for him. https://www.greensboro.com/obituaries/lee-sr-edward-allen/article_4f5b1c94-1a19-5caf-9da5-8b5354e71d37.html
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Frederick H. Fisher
I met Allen our 1st year at Broughton. He later transfered to Catholic School downtown. His parents thought he was being influenced by the wrong friends. Maybe so- one night we stole his father's 57 Chevy station wagon and rode around town drinking beer. On wade Ave. across from Rex Hospital Allen made a wild turn and we ended up on the meddian with his transmissiom on the ground. Ploice came and called his father. I walked home!
Allen had a kind nature and a wonderful smile.
We lost touch over the years. But recently reconected . We talked about his cancer RX, love of family and his joy of living.
His wife called me a few days ago to tell me of his passing. So sad. . . May the arms of Morpheus comfort you Allen and thoughs you loved.
I will say my last good bye tommorow at his funeral in Greensboro.
W Jack Bostrom
COMMENTS TO A TRUE GENTLEMAN
Allen and I attended First Grade together at Sunset Park Elementary School in Wilmington, North Carolina. He lived nearby, and we often did the things "small boys" do at that age. Throughout the years we swapped comic books, would play baseball, ride bikes, shoot marbles and slip over to Greenfield Lake to do some fishing. He was great leader even then, and always a good sport! We stayed in touch until our Junior High days when I moved away, only to be re-united in Raleigh my Sophomore year at Broughton. As you could expect, we got into our fair share of trouble until he was taken out of Broughton and transferred over to Cathedral Latin High School. (It was probably my fault!) While attending NCSU, he and I both worked at Nowell's Clothing in Cameron Village. It was during that time period that he met the love of his life...Carolyn. However, like so many life associations, we lost touch in the years that followed while still living so close. Regardless, I thank Allen for our friendship, and recognize that: death is more universal than life...everyone dies, but not everyone lives! Allen Lee lived!
Tim Brannan
IN HONOR OF A GREAT HUMAN BEING
Allen extended me the most memorable kindness when I returned from Vietnam. I came off the plane at Raeigh-Durham with a dduffle bag on my shoulder and some medals over my khakis pocket and loads and loads of guilt for going to war, for what I had done and hadn't done, for surviving when others did not . . . . You name it, and I felt bad about it. The worst was feeling so damned alone. Then out of the blue this guy I barely knew from high school was standing beside me offering to take my duffle and give me a ride to Raleigh to reunite with my Father. What a great human being! I don't remember much else about the situation, but I do remember how good I finally felt and how very happy I was to be home and to be alive. Allen gave me those gifts. I will never forget. Rest in peace, Allen. You deserve it. Tim Brannan
Jackie (Jacquelyn) Logan
God Bless ...His picture looks familiar , but I don’t really remember Edward... however the comments you fellows have made tells me that he must have been a special friend.