|Birth: ||Dec. 28, 1942|
North Carolina, USA
|Death: ||May 12, 2010|
Victoria was the second born of six children of Albert Lee Ingram and Roxie Mae Massey. She had many nicknames from those who loved her among were: Vickie, Virginia, Maggie, Willow, and Sis to name a few. In the final several years of her life she often referenced herself as a Desert-Rat-Chic (another nickname) for she loved prospecting in the Virgin Valley and around Paradise Valley in Nevada. She had a huge collection of arrowheads and opals. She also has some native American blood ... Cherokee! (Updated 3/6/2013 Gigi)
Victoria was married and divorced three times. She had two sons and one step-daughter. First born son was Tony Curtis Ingram born in 1961 and a second born son was Steven Ward Ingram born in 1971. Her step-daughter was Kimberly Marie "Kim" Ingram born in 1966.
Victoria's family tree websites:
Victoria's level of achievements by some .. would say were not all that out of the ordinary, but if you knew her as I did then you would know just how amazing of a person she was. To name a few outstanding achievements: Victoria started and ran her own company in Virginia for several years called "VA (Virginia) Railroad Builders". She later sold the company and moved out west to California and Nevada. Victoria wrote over 300 poems and better then 2 dozen songs in her lifetime. Two of her poems reached national notoriety. One that she wrote was named simply "The Poem" .. it told of the sacrifice that those made in the Vietnam War .. "The Poem" was on display at the Vietnam Wall Memorial in Washington for a time and is now displayed in the Smithsonian Institute. Another of her poems was named "Windshield Cowboy". Victoria wrote the poem after hearing a speech made by President George W. Bush (who happens to be MY cousin) when he referenced himself as a windshield cowboy. Victoria sent it to the Whitehouse and it was later acknowledged by Laura Bush, First Lady of the United States, in a letter in her own handwriting to Victoria. A few months before Victoria passed away she received another letter from the Bush Presidential Library making Victoria a lifetime honorary member of the library where her poem would be displayed. I know many more achievements on a personal level of hers that I'm sure many of her friends and family know as well .. primarily just a great friend she was.
Victoria (being from western North Carolina) once told me that I was her infant baby sister that she threw out with the bath water and that I floated down the streams from North Carolina to northern Georgia where I was recovered from a stream near Atlanta and raised by my new parents. That I was really from North Carolina instead of Georgia. I would call her a Tar Baby and I a Ridge Runner and she would say I was more of a Stump Jumper. You know .. I asked her if it was an accident or on purpose that she through me out with the water. She said on purpose of course .. that she did me a favor in helping me to grow up by getting out early. I said as a baby? She just smiled .. I said she was afraid of me giving her competition while growing up. It took another 56 years for us to finally find one another in that far wide open western United States .. her living in Nevada/California and I in Texas. We never let go of each other after that and bonded as the spiritual soul-sisters we were. For six wonderful years not a day went by we did not stay in touch emailing and chatting on the phone for several hours at a time .. often spending the weekends on the phone working on our genealogy all day while on the phone. She taught me how to have fun and to laugh at myself and there was never a time when I was down that she could not turn me around and lift me up. God sent me a true Angel to be in my life and now she is an Angel above looking down upon me and looking after me still. She will always be my loving Big Sister and NOW my Guardian Angel.
Gigi Monet Jackson 6/3/2011
A quote of Victoria's that she was always saying and one that she lived by "The world is like a candy store, so go live your life and be happy".
Gigi Monet Jackson 7/6/13 (Update)
Ms Victoria Nicole (Ingram) Cameron was born Dec 28, 1942 in Goldsboro, Wayne Co., North Carolina. She passed away at the age of 67 at 4:25am on May 12, 2010 at the Nathan Adelson Hospice in Las Vegas, Nevada after a 6 weeks battle with AML Leukemia. She is now with our Father in Heaven and enjoying her reunion with all her family and friends there.
Victoria touched many lives and all that really knew her loved her immensely. She was first a child of God, daughter, sister, spouse, parent, American, Native American by her mother's mother blood line, lover, partner, friend, mentor, musician, writer, cowgirl, desert rat chic, prospector, and a lady.
She is survived by her two sons and step-daughter; son, Tony C. Ingram and wife Tammy, son, Steven W. Ingram and wife Rebecca, step-daughter Kimberly M. Ingram, four sisters, Patricia Ann, Rose Marie, Lola Joyce, and Loretta Mae, three grand children, Tony and wife Crissane, Rachel, and Sara, and two great-grandchildren, Tony and Cameron.
She was preceded in death by her parents, Albert L. Ingram and Roxie M. Whitmarsh, and one brother, Robert E. Ingram.
Victoria was cremated May 12, 2010 and her ashes are in the hands with family to be later buried/scattered at Paradise Valley Cemetery with a memorial headstone.
I have added a few photos and a poem "Bury Me Not" written by Victoria herslf as a memorial of one Grand Lady, Best Friend/Girlfriend, Sister in Spirit, and Mentor. I am forever in your debt, Sis, for all that you gave and taught me ... for your Love, understanding, and the Honor to be YOUR Little Sister in Spirit. I miss you so terribly much, My Darling Sis. I now look forward to that day we are together again. Until then my sweet love ... God bless you and keep you ... and you behave and give HIM no trouble! You hear me?
Gigi Monet Jackson 6/3/2011
"A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere.
Before him/her, I may think aloud."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson~
Victoria ... you were the one kind of friend that one only finds (most never do) in a life time and even unto time indefinite! I was so blessed, miss you, looking forward to seeing, being with you again, and caring on again as we did here on earth ... try and stay out of trouble with our Father! Smile!
Gigi Monet Jackson 6/3/2011
BURY ME NOT
Bury me not in the ground so cold,
But send my spirit again for Mama to hold.
Cover not my life with lumps of clay,
Or hide me from the sun I loved each day.
What few words on a stone can tell,
How I lived or loved, or oh how well.
Years from now, who will remember or care,
Time will weather the stone like it did my hair.
Death will claim my body, my spirit will be free.
I'll sail eternity, love, as I wait for Thee.
Scatter my ashes to the wind and sun,
And proclaim, my journeys just begun.
Written by: Victoria Nicole Cameron
Albert Lee Ingram (1917 - 1996)
Roxie Mae Massey Whitmarsh (1920 - 1988)
Cremated, Ashes given to family or friend.
Specifically: Ashes retained by children in Virginia (scattering/burial to be decided)
Created by: Gigi M. Jackson
Record added: Jun 06, 2010
Find A Grave Memorial# 53324420