|Birth: ||Jun. 8, 1909|
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Family Friend and Neighbor
Bea was a real Aunt Bea. She was our neighbor when I was a child and until I was grown up and married. She continued to be a close family friend until the day she died.
She was a good friend to my Mama and my Grandmother Gaydon. She was the kind of neighbor everyone would like to have.
When my Grandmother died she cooked for our family. She opened her house for sleeping quarters for the overflow of out of town company.
When anyone in our neighborhood was sick, she would cook for them and go sit up at night with the sick to give the family a break. Back then if someone died, you sat up all night with the family and Bea was the first one to volunteer. She was one remarkable woman.
I could go to her with any problem and did this many times throughout my life. She was there for me and always understood and gave me great advise.
She never had children of her own but she and her husband adopted a little girl late in life. The child (Mary) was a great niece I think, so the adoption was easier because she was in the family. Mary was the age of my first child and they use to play together. Bea never dreamed she would ever have a child, especially at her age. She was like the child's grandma. You can imagine how she spoiled that child.
Later in life Bea was in a Nursing home. I visited her often. When my Mama and my son started with their health problems, I ran to Bea and cried on her shoulder. I use to take her out and bring her to my house for the weekend. She really enjoyed that too. The last time I brought her to my house I had to take her back because she was feeling so bad.
Her kidneys shut down and she was very sick. I went to visit her. I don't know if she knew I was there. She would move and her eyes lids quiver at times as if responding. I got up on the bed beside her and talked to her. Told her how much I loved her. I went over my whole life, mentioning different things she had done for me. I told her how I appreciated her kindness to me.
I use to earn money as a kid to get something special I wanted. She would let me help her do laundry or wash dishes, anything she could find for me to do. She would pay me. I got myself many extras that way and she always helped. I talked on and on. The nurse came in and I asked her how long she had. She said she didn't know. I said if you think her time is near I will stay with her. She said you never know. I decided to go home and come back the next morning. She died at 4am. It hurt me so much for her to die alone. The Nursing Home didn't call Mary until after she died.
Mary ask me to say something at the funeral so I chose a beautiful poem to read. It was hard to do. The poem was one that was written for Helen Steiner Rice and read at her funeral. Her minister said it really suited Bea, many said it was beautiful and thanked me for reading it. I plan to read that same poem at my Mama's funeral.
I am sorry Bea, I am so long getting your memorial set up here. It was so emotional for me to do with all the memories flooding my heart.
She was laid to rest next to her husband, Lester Garner in Moore County, the original home place of the Garners.
I will edit this memorial later.
Lester Garner (1907 - 1984)
Mary Garner Rogers (1949 - 2011)*
High Falls Friends Church Cemetery
North Carolina, USA
Maintained by: Sleep in Heavenly Peace....
Originally Created by: Blessings ***
Record added: Jan 21, 2008
Find A Grave Memorial# 24077899