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Born on January 19, 1931
Departed on April 6, 2013 and resided in Nashville, TN
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In Time of Sorrow…
May you see God’s light on the path ahead,
When the road you walk is dark.
May you always hear,
Even in your hour of sorrow,
The gentle singing of the lark.
When times are hard May hardness
Never turn your heart to stone,
May you always remember
when the shadows fall—
You do not walk alone.
You brought that woman in our house and then stood up to her abusive husband when he came pounding on the door. Toe to toe mommy…all five foot two on you.
So many more stories we share mom. I learned so many things being your daughter. Honesty, bravery, to stand on my own two feet, not to steal, to shoot only when neccesary. Thank you for being my mom.
One more thing. I couldn’t have taken care of Phillip that first year without you.
Your first child loves you and misses you.
Sandra Lorene Cottom
You raised four kids on your own and now having raised two on my own I know how tough that must have been for you. Working, fighting with us to go to school, do our home work, cooking cleaning. Yeah, it wasn’t easy I know. But, every so often, on Thursday, you would “let” me “ditch” school to go to the Colton auction with you. Oh what a glorious feeling for a tween girl. I was a big girl, all the other kids were in school but I was shopping at the auction…. with my mom of course.
You were always the Kool-Aid mom. My friends thought you were so cool. You let me paint my room black, have an american flag as a curtain, and I could have as many friends in my room as woud fit. I don’t remember you EVER saying my music was to loud, or that my friends were bad. You loved us all…And they remember that mom.
When Dawn Lawrence and I were ten and decided we were hippies and dressed in levis and dads “mormon staple” ties as head bands, our sailor hats with peace and love written on them dad was p*ssed but you just smiled and let us be our radical non conformist selves. And while I don’t know how Dawn turned out I know you taught me to always do the right thing and to stand up for what I believed in.
I wish I could ever be as brave as you were mother. In 1969 Fontana, California. Blacks were rioting, the Hells Angels were going to spill blood and take back their town. My black Girl Scout leader was afraid to go to the Fontana Days parade. Our troop would stay home she said. But no, you being the assistant Girl Scout Leader, snorted and said ” Oh hell no”, they will march in the parade and I will take them. I might have added the hell on my own LOL. But you were so brave and determined.
In the early 1960s the lady across the street in Bloomington was being beaten by her husband. She ran hysterical to your door. These things were not spoken about and women took their beatings in those days. Not on my mom’s street.
You are in a better place with Gramma and Grampa and uncle Jay.
I miss you more than I can say…No matter how much time I had with you, it could never be enough. I know we had our ups and downs, as all mothers and daughters do, but nothing, nothing could ever stop me loving you. You were the strongest person I have ever known, and that was true until your last moment on this earth. I am privileged to be your daughter. There was never a moment that I needed you, and that you were not there. I’m so grateful I was able to be there with you when you needed me. I miss you so much! Saying goodbye to you is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. See you in heaven, Mama…
I don’t know what we will do without you here you are already greatly missed watching you go and saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do, I wish we had more time together 31 years was not enough you are the strongest person I know I looked up to you in so many ways you were always there for us all no matter what, you were hard on us sometimes but always showed us you loved us, there are many story’s I could tell but my most chariest ones are going to your house for Christmas or thanksgiving it was always busy with cooking setting the table and everyone getting along and no one can make pink stuff like you I love you and will miss you everyday give grandma and grandpa a big kiss from me and tell my dad I love him …..