Mr. William Wesley Moore Jr. The gift of life was granted to William Wesley Moore Jr., on September 18, 1969 in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma to the late William Wesley Moore Sr. and Bessie Davis- Moore. He was raised in Oceanside, California and Oklahoma City Oklahoma. He graduated from Oceanside High School the class of 1987. He was a boxer in elementary and Junior High School. He played basketball for Oceanside High School. A member of the Oceanside Boys and Girls Club there he was elected as Boy of the Year. Wesley was one of the inspiration behind stacking (aka) Cup Stacking. Wesley loved to shop and was a licensed barber and artist. He was always a very organized and neat person, keeping everything in order at all times. He was employed at Locke Supply in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. He was a very hard worker always came in thirty minutes early and stayed late. He loved his job. Wesley was preceded in death by his father, both fraternal and material grandparents along with thirteen aunts and uncles. Leaving to celebrate his life; his mother Bessie Moore of Oklahoma City, OK. One son; William Wesley Moore III of Del City, Ok. Two brothers; Sonye Moore and Johnathan Moore both of Oklahoma City, Ok. Three Sisters; Flora Ann Moore- Harris of Norman, OK., Beverly Jo Moore of Oklahoma City, OK., and Dessie Denise Moore of Bishop, CA. One niece; Tamerra C. Moore of Oklahoma City, OK. Three nephews; Jeffery C. (Tennille) Harris of Austin, TX., Jermaine A. Snell, Tyrin A. Moore both of Oklahoma City, Ok. Two aunts; Jessie Graham and Lanita Combs both of Oklahoma City, OK. Four uncles; Vernon Moore, Terry Moore, Karlos Moore and Louis Moore all of Oklahoma City, OK and a host of cousins and close friends. If You Knew Where I Am Standing If you knew where I am standing If you could see the sights I see If you could hear the angels singing the songs they sing eternally If you knew the "One" I'm holding Could see the smile He smiles at me If you knew where I am resting You would not cry for me I'm resting in the precious arms of Jesus No other place would I rather be So if you shed a tear Please don't shed it for me If you knew where I am easting You would not cry for me "I know you're confused about my leaving you so soon, but I'll be with you again maybe morning, night or noon So I'll save a place for you Right beside the crystal sea If you knew where my mansion's standing You would not cry for me" Written by Steven W. Perry c.1986