Maude remained in the home with her parents until their death and then went to live in Nashville with her sister, Johnnie Bell and her husband Albert. After their death she moved to Houston with her sister Katie Jo.
Maude Ellen Hembree
July 27, 1928 - December 1, 2012
Nearly everyone who met her called her Aunt Maude. She loved everybody she met and everybody loved her right back.
There is so much to say about Aunt Maude, but most of you know who knew her know it already. Aunt Maude was the most humble, loving, gentle, grateful, innocent person you could ever meet.
Aunt Maude was humble. She grew up in the hills of Tennessee on a farm. She lived in Nashville. She got to travel across the country and around the Caribbean. She ended up living in Houston. She never worried about anything. She was always amazed at how much a little girl from the farm got to see and do. She never felt she deserved what she got, never asked for more, never complained. She just accepted each experience as it came. And she found joy in everything she got to do. She made gifts for everyone. She enjoyed working and creating and giving.
Aunt Maude was always grateful. She was grateful to be living in Houston. She was grateful for company. She was grateful for her cats. She was grateful for her food. She was grateful every single day.
Aunt Maude was loving and gentle. She had a way about her that was infectious. She made an impact on everyone she came in contact with, from the lady who made hats at the craft fair, to the workers at Kroger’s, to the nurses in the hospital. She loved her cats and her family. I don’t think a day went by that she didn’t tell someone she loved them. She enjoyed everyone she met.
She had an innocence about her, in life and in her faith. She always looked for the best in people and didn’t judge a person until after they gave her reason to. But she also had an innocent faith. Jesus said that if you want to go to heaven you need to have the faith of a child. For her, Heaven was not a religious concept or something that required deep thought. She grew up walking 3 miles to church every week. She went to church while she was able. And when it came right down to it, the night before she died, she just wanted to “go upstairs”. No great church words, no doubts, no fear, just ready to “go upstairs” to be with the Lord. And she was ready to go joyfully.
Perhaps the best way to describe Aunt Maude was joyful. Her family and friends miss her very much.-Nancy Fuka
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Maude Ellen Hembree
July 27, 1928 - December 1, 2012
Nearly everyone who met her called her Aunt Maude. She loved everybody she met and everybody loved her right back.
There is so much to say about Aunt Maude, but most of you know who knew her know it already. Aunt Maude was the most humble, loving, gentle, grateful, innocent person you could ever meet.
Aunt Maude was humble. She grew up in the hills of Tennessee on a farm. She lived in Nashville. She got to travel across the country and around the Caribbean. She ended up living in Houston. She never worried about anything. She was always amazed at how much a little girl from the farm got to see and do. She never felt she deserved what she got, never asked for more, never complained. She just accepted each experience as it came. And she found joy in everything she got to do. She made gifts for everyone. She enjoyed working and creating and giving.
Aunt Maude was always grateful. She was grateful to be living in Houston. She was grateful for company. She was grateful for her cats. She was grateful for her food. She was grateful every single day.
Aunt Maude was loving and gentle. She had a way about her that was infectious. She made an impact on everyone she came in contact with, from the lady who made hats at the craft fair, to the workers at Kroger’s, to the nurses in the hospital. She loved her cats and her family. I don’t think a day went by that she didn’t tell someone she loved them. She enjoyed everyone she met.
She had an innocence about her, in life and in her faith. She always looked for the best in people and didn’t judge a person until after they gave her reason to. But she also had an innocent faith. Jesus said that if you want to go to heaven you need to have the faith of a child. For her, Heaven was not a religious concept or something that required deep thought. She grew up walking 3 miles to church every week. She went to church while she was able. And when it came right down to it, the night before she died, she just wanted to “go upstairs”. No great church words, no doubts, no fear, just ready to “go upstairs” to be with the Lord. And she was ready to go joyfully.
Perhaps the best way to describe Aunt Maude was joyful. Her family and friends miss her very much.-Nancy Fuka
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Maude remained in the home with her parents until their death and then went to live in Nashville with her sister, Johnnie Bell and her husband Albert. After their death she moved to Houston with her sister Katie Jo.
Maude Ellen Hembree
July 27, 1928 - December 1, 2012
Nearly everyone who met her called her Aunt Maude. She loved everybody she met and everybody loved her right back.
There is so much to say about Aunt Maude, but most of you know who knew her know it already. Aunt Maude was the most humble, loving, gentle, grateful, innocent person you could ever meet.
Aunt Maude was humble. She grew up in the hills of Tennessee on a farm. She lived in Nashville. She got to travel across the country and around the Caribbean. She ended up living in Houston. She never worried about anything. She was always amazed at how much a little girl from the farm got to see and do. She never felt she deserved what she got, never asked for more, never complained. She just accepted each experience as it came. And she found joy in everything she got to do. She made gifts for everyone. She enjoyed working and creating and giving.
Aunt Maude was always grateful. She was grateful to be living in Houston. She was grateful for company. She was grateful for her cats. She was grateful for her food. She was grateful every single day.
Aunt Maude was loving and gentle. She had a way about her that was infectious. She made an impact on everyone she came in contact with, from the lady who made hats at the craft fair, to the workers at Kroger’s, to the nurses in the hospital. She loved her cats and her family. I don’t think a day went by that she didn’t tell someone she loved them. She enjoyed everyone she met.
She had an innocence about her, in life and in her faith. She always looked for the best in people and didn’t judge a person until after they gave her reason to. But she also had an innocent faith. Jesus said that if you want to go to heaven you need to have the faith of a child. For her, Heaven was not a religious concept or something that required deep thought. She grew up walking 3 miles to church every week. She went to church while she was able. And when it came right down to it, the night before she died, she just wanted to “go upstairs”. No great church words, no doubts, no fear, just ready to “go upstairs” to be with the Lord. And she was ready to go joyfully.
Perhaps the best way to describe Aunt Maude was joyful. Her family and friends miss her very much.-Nancy Fuka
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Maude Ellen Hembree
July 27, 1928 - December 1, 2012
Nearly everyone who met her called her Aunt Maude. She loved everybody she met and everybody loved her right back.
There is so much to say about Aunt Maude, but most of you know who knew her know it already. Aunt Maude was the most humble, loving, gentle, grateful, innocent person you could ever meet.
Aunt Maude was humble. She grew up in the hills of Tennessee on a farm. She lived in Nashville. She got to travel across the country and around the Caribbean. She ended up living in Houston. She never worried about anything. She was always amazed at how much a little girl from the farm got to see and do. She never felt she deserved what she got, never asked for more, never complained. She just accepted each experience as it came. And she found joy in everything she got to do. She made gifts for everyone. She enjoyed working and creating and giving.
Aunt Maude was always grateful. She was grateful to be living in Houston. She was grateful for company. She was grateful for her cats. She was grateful for her food. She was grateful every single day.
Aunt Maude was loving and gentle. She had a way about her that was infectious. She made an impact on everyone she came in contact with, from the lady who made hats at the craft fair, to the workers at Kroger’s, to the nurses in the hospital. She loved her cats and her family. I don’t think a day went by that she didn’t tell someone she loved them. She enjoyed everyone she met.
She had an innocence about her, in life and in her faith. She always looked for the best in people and didn’t judge a person until after they gave her reason to. But she also had an innocent faith. Jesus said that if you want to go to heaven you need to have the faith of a child. For her, Heaven was not a religious concept or something that required deep thought. She grew up walking 3 miles to church every week. She went to church while she was able. And when it came right down to it, the night before she died, she just wanted to “go upstairs”. No great church words, no doubts, no fear, just ready to “go upstairs” to be with the Lord. And she was ready to go joyfully.
Perhaps the best way to describe Aunt Maude was joyful. Her family and friends miss her very much.-Nancy Fuka
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