Nona Alice "Mattingly" Denton was born on March 3, 1937 in the cotton mill town of Hogansville, Georgia on Frederick Street at the home of her grandparents, William Martin Crowe and Nona Mae Williams. Her parents were Herman Hanson Mattingly and Mary Lee Oma Crowe.
Nona was the eldest child of six to be born to Herman and Mary and demonstrated her willfulness and steadfast determination of spirit at an early age. She was a girl of high self esteem and selfless personality; always thinking of those around her and considering the impact of her actions long before executing any plans. At an early age she knew that she wanted to follow the career of a nurse and even though she married and gave birth to two sons at an early age, she never lost sight of that goal. With her usual determination and hard work, she achieved that goal and worked as a Registered Nurse for many years.
Nona was raised as a Baptist but after meeting, falling in love, and marrying Michael Martin Denton, she converted to Catholicism, the religion of our Mattingly ancestors, and never regretted that change. By all accounts, she was a good Catholic. She and Mike lived for many years in Colorado and later moved to Big Timber, Montana. Their love was one which others could easily envy.
I was just three years younger than Nona but she played the role of big brother to me. She taught me to swim, ride a bike, throw a ball, and swing a baseball bat. Unfortunately, she was left handed and I am right handed. I never thought much about it until years later when I attempted to take up golf and realized I could not swing a right handed golf club. While playing along Yellow Jacket Creek in Hogansville we would tie strings to the legs of June Bugs and let them fly around our heads, Nona would always catch and prepare one for me because I was scared of them. It seemed the bugs always preferred to land on me however, and when I would let it loose she would admonish me but then catch and prepare another for me.
Though we lived many miles apart my sister was ever with me in spirit and will be as long as I live. Nona suffered much during her last couple of years on earth. First with open heart surgery and then with bone cancer. Nona left this life on July 21, 2006 at much too young of an age. Those who knew her will miss her presence in their lives but we know she is enjoying her re-union with our mother and finally enjoying a peaceful, pain free life.
Nona was the eldest child of six to be born to Herman and Mary and demonstrated her willfulness and steadfast determination of spirit at an early age. She was a girl of high self esteem and selfless personality; always thinking of those around her and considering the impact of her actions long before executing any plans. At an early age she knew that she wanted to follow the career of a nurse and even though she married and gave birth to two sons at an early age, she never lost sight of that goal. With her usual determination and hard work, she achieved that goal and worked as a Registered Nurse for many years.
Nona was raised as a Baptist but after meeting, falling in love, and marrying Michael Martin Denton, she converted to Catholicism, the religion of our Mattingly ancestors, and never regretted that change. By all accounts, she was a good Catholic. She and Mike lived for many years in Colorado and later moved to Big Timber, Montana. Their love was one which others could easily envy.
I was just three years younger than Nona but she played the role of big brother to me. She taught me to swim, ride a bike, throw a ball, and swing a baseball bat. Unfortunately, she was left handed and I am right handed. I never thought much about it until years later when I attempted to take up golf and realized I could not swing a right handed golf club. While playing along Yellow Jacket Creek in Hogansville we would tie strings to the legs of June Bugs and let them fly around our heads, Nona would always catch and prepare one for me because I was scared of them. It seemed the bugs always preferred to land on me however, and when I would let it loose she would admonish me but then catch and prepare another for me.
Though we lived many miles apart my sister was ever with me in spirit and will be as long as I live. Nona suffered much during her last couple of years on earth. First with open heart surgery and then with bone cancer. Nona left this life on July 21, 2006 at much too young of an age. Those who knew her will miss her presence in their lives but we know she is enjoying her re-union with our mother and finally enjoying a peaceful, pain free life.
Nona Alice "Mattingly" Denton was born on March 3, 1937 in the cotton mill town of Hogansville, Georgia on Frederick Street at the home of her grandparents, William Martin Crowe and Nona Mae Williams. Her parents were Herman Hanson Mattingly and Mary Lee Oma Crowe.
Nona was the eldest child of six to be born to Herman and Mary and demonstrated her willfulness and steadfast determination of spirit at an early age. She was a girl of high self esteem and selfless personality; always thinking of those around her and considering the impact of her actions long before executing any plans. At an early age she knew that she wanted to follow the career of a nurse and even though she married and gave birth to two sons at an early age, she never lost sight of that goal. With her usual determination and hard work, she achieved that goal and worked as a Registered Nurse for many years.
Nona was raised as a Baptist but after meeting, falling in love, and marrying Michael Martin Denton, she converted to Catholicism, the religion of our Mattingly ancestors, and never regretted that change. By all accounts, she was a good Catholic. She and Mike lived for many years in Colorado and later moved to Big Timber, Montana. Their love was one which others could easily envy.
I was just three years younger than Nona but she played the role of big brother to me. She taught me to swim, ride a bike, throw a ball, and swing a baseball bat. Unfortunately, she was left handed and I am right handed. I never thought much about it until years later when I attempted to take up golf and realized I could not swing a right handed golf club. While playing along Yellow Jacket Creek in Hogansville we would tie strings to the legs of June Bugs and let them fly around our heads, Nona would always catch and prepare one for me because I was scared of them. It seemed the bugs always preferred to land on me however, and when I would let it loose she would admonish me but then catch and prepare another for me.
Though we lived many miles apart my sister was ever with me in spirit and will be as long as I live. Nona suffered much during her last couple of years on earth. First with open heart surgery and then with bone cancer. Nona left this life on July 21, 2006 at much too young of an age. Those who knew her will miss her presence in their lives but we know she is enjoying her re-union with our mother and finally enjoying a peaceful, pain free life.
Nona was the eldest child of six to be born to Herman and Mary and demonstrated her willfulness and steadfast determination of spirit at an early age. She was a girl of high self esteem and selfless personality; always thinking of those around her and considering the impact of her actions long before executing any plans. At an early age she knew that she wanted to follow the career of a nurse and even though she married and gave birth to two sons at an early age, she never lost sight of that goal. With her usual determination and hard work, she achieved that goal and worked as a Registered Nurse for many years.
Nona was raised as a Baptist but after meeting, falling in love, and marrying Michael Martin Denton, she converted to Catholicism, the religion of our Mattingly ancestors, and never regretted that change. By all accounts, she was a good Catholic. She and Mike lived for many years in Colorado and later moved to Big Timber, Montana. Their love was one which others could easily envy.
I was just three years younger than Nona but she played the role of big brother to me. She taught me to swim, ride a bike, throw a ball, and swing a baseball bat. Unfortunately, she was left handed and I am right handed. I never thought much about it until years later when I attempted to take up golf and realized I could not swing a right handed golf club. While playing along Yellow Jacket Creek in Hogansville we would tie strings to the legs of June Bugs and let them fly around our heads, Nona would always catch and prepare one for me because I was scared of them. It seemed the bugs always preferred to land on me however, and when I would let it loose she would admonish me but then catch and prepare another for me.
Though we lived many miles apart my sister was ever with me in spirit and will be as long as I live. Nona suffered much during her last couple of years on earth. First with open heart surgery and then with bone cancer. Nona left this life on July 21, 2006 at much too young of an age. Those who knew her will miss her presence in their lives but we know she is enjoying her re-union with our mother and finally enjoying a peaceful, pain free life.
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