Myrlene was one sweet lady. I found her working on family genealogy some years ago. Her husband was a Styles and my GGrandmother was a Styles, who married a Duncan - that was the connection to her - actually to her deceased husband, Buddy.
I found her phone number and called her. We talked a great length for several days. She said, "Why don't you just come to see me and we can talk". And.....I did. We really hit it off, even though she was the age of my mother. I spent many fun hours with her, mostly out rambling around in old cemeteries. I had many relatives buried around the area where she lived. She knew her way around on back roads, even though she didn't drive much anymore. And, she knew where all those cemeteries were. So we were a team, going in search on names on a marker. We went to Douglasville, Bremen, Villa Rica, Carrollton, Waco, Temple - all of the little towns in that area. I showed her where my family lived there - their houses and land and she showed hers to me. Each of the relatives we found, went onto findagrave when I got home.
I also added many of the entire cemeteries, so others could find their relatives. We had all the fun of going and rambling around.
We always found time to go eat, too - usually at Bilbo's Barbeque in Bremen. Gosh, they have good food and wonderful Brunswick Stew. I usually got a gallon to go to last me in between times of going to see her. I lived about two and a half hours north of her, so it was an all day thing, when I went.
One day, Myrlene called me and told me she had been cutting grass and the riding mower turned over on top of her. She finally managed to get out from under it and was taken to the emergency room. She didn't seem to be hurt, but was sore and bruised. The next day, though, they found a cracked vertebrae. Nothing was done to fix that - there wasn't a cure for it.
I noticed from then on, she got more and more bent over, from her waist up. She also lost weight a little and she also got shorter. I knew that wasn't good. I had warned her about the mower, but she was independent and wanted to do it herself. She lived alone until she had a stoke, about two weeks before she passed away. Her house was always spotlessly clean.
I also noticed that when we went to cemeteries, she seemed more "toddly". I would hold on to her arm to keep her from falling. We finally stopped going to cemeteries as I was afraid she would fall and get hurt badly.
We still kept in touch by phone, which we had always done since meeting the first time. I also went to see her occasionally.
Myrlene was close with her sisters and her brothers, particularly Ishmeal, who is now in a nursing home and in his mid nineties. She had been to his birthday party just the day before her stroke. She loved her parents, but many times spoke of her father and what a clown he was. He kept the family entertained. She seemed particularly close to him.
Myrlene was quite a quilter and made extra money quilting for other people. Her quilts were quite beautiful. At her funeral, one of her beautiful lavender quilts lay on top of her casket. She didn't want flowers, but a quilt placed there....and it was. She was dressed all in purple, her favorite color clothes, also purple jewelry. It was just the way she would have wanted it.
Myrlene loved her two children, Retha and Leland. Retha lived just down the road from her and Leland would stop by to check on her. Retha would take her food and check on her every day or two. She had lived in her house for many, many years - out in the country on a dirt road.
Myrlene's parents were Quintus Carl Williams and Othie Maydell Dewberry/Williams. They, too, are buried at Five Points Baptist Church in Carroll County.
Her siblings were:
John Thomas Williams (1919-1919)
Ishmeal Worth Williams (1920- )
Imogene M. Williams (1922- )
Martha Clestine Williams (1925- )
Margaret Christine Williams (1925- )
Lillian Rudean Williams (1928- )
Meredith Annette Williams (1930- )
Horace Savoy Williams (1935- )
Now, Myrlene is back with Buddy and her parents, in that wonderful place where we all want to go someday. She always had a smile on her face and I know that smile is even bigger now.
We will sure miss you, Myrlene.
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Age 89, daughter of the late Quintus C. Williams and Othie Madell Dewberry Williams.
Mrs. Styles was a member of the Five Points Baptist Church. She was a former employee of the Scoggins 5 and 10 Cent Store, having worked as store manager and as a sales clerk, also was a seamstress for the Sewell Manufacturing Company. For many years she was well-known for the beautiful quilts that she made for the public.
In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, Milton Aaron Styles, better known as "Buddy"; sisters, Imogene Wright and Margaret Williams.
Survivors include a daughter and son-in-law, Retha Nell and Franky Robinson of Jake; a son and daughter-in-law, Leland W. and Martha Styles of Waco; four grandchildren, five great grandchildren; sisters, Lillian Carroll, Bremen, Martha Connell, Anniston, AL, Annette Edwards of Oxford, AL; brothers, Ishmeal Williams, Bremen and Horace Williams of Waco.
I found her phone number and called her. We talked a great length for several days. She said, "Why don't you just come to see me and we can talk". And.....I did. We really hit it off, even though she was the age of my mother. I spent many fun hours with her, mostly out rambling around in old cemeteries. I had many relatives buried around the area where she lived. She knew her way around on back roads, even though she didn't drive much anymore. And, she knew where all those cemeteries were. So we were a team, going in search on names on a marker. We went to Douglasville, Bremen, Villa Rica, Carrollton, Waco, Temple - all of the little towns in that area. I showed her where my family lived there - their houses and land and she showed hers to me. Each of the relatives we found, went onto findagrave when I got home.
I also added many of the entire cemeteries, so others could find their relatives. We had all the fun of going and rambling around.
We always found time to go eat, too - usually at Bilbo's Barbeque in Bremen. Gosh, they have good food and wonderful Brunswick Stew. I usually got a gallon to go to last me in between times of going to see her. I lived about two and a half hours north of her, so it was an all day thing, when I went.
One day, Myrlene called me and told me she had been cutting grass and the riding mower turned over on top of her. She finally managed to get out from under it and was taken to the emergency room. She didn't seem to be hurt, but was sore and bruised. The next day, though, they found a cracked vertebrae. Nothing was done to fix that - there wasn't a cure for it.
I noticed from then on, she got more and more bent over, from her waist up. She also lost weight a little and she also got shorter. I knew that wasn't good. I had warned her about the mower, but she was independent and wanted to do it herself. She lived alone until she had a stoke, about two weeks before she passed away. Her house was always spotlessly clean.
I also noticed that when we went to cemeteries, she seemed more "toddly". I would hold on to her arm to keep her from falling. We finally stopped going to cemeteries as I was afraid she would fall and get hurt badly.
We still kept in touch by phone, which we had always done since meeting the first time. I also went to see her occasionally.
Myrlene was close with her sisters and her brothers, particularly Ishmeal, who is now in a nursing home and in his mid nineties. She had been to his birthday party just the day before her stroke. She loved her parents, but many times spoke of her father and what a clown he was. He kept the family entertained. She seemed particularly close to him.
Myrlene was quite a quilter and made extra money quilting for other people. Her quilts were quite beautiful. At her funeral, one of her beautiful lavender quilts lay on top of her casket. She didn't want flowers, but a quilt placed there....and it was. She was dressed all in purple, her favorite color clothes, also purple jewelry. It was just the way she would have wanted it.
Myrlene loved her two children, Retha and Leland. Retha lived just down the road from her and Leland would stop by to check on her. Retha would take her food and check on her every day or two. She had lived in her house for many, many years - out in the country on a dirt road.
Myrlene's parents were Quintus Carl Williams and Othie Maydell Dewberry/Williams. They, too, are buried at Five Points Baptist Church in Carroll County.
Her siblings were:
John Thomas Williams (1919-1919)
Ishmeal Worth Williams (1920- )
Imogene M. Williams (1922- )
Martha Clestine Williams (1925- )
Margaret Christine Williams (1925- )
Lillian Rudean Williams (1928- )
Meredith Annette Williams (1930- )
Horace Savoy Williams (1935- )
Now, Myrlene is back with Buddy and her parents, in that wonderful place where we all want to go someday. She always had a smile on her face and I know that smile is even bigger now.
We will sure miss you, Myrlene.
------
Age 89, daughter of the late Quintus C. Williams and Othie Madell Dewberry Williams.
Mrs. Styles was a member of the Five Points Baptist Church. She was a former employee of the Scoggins 5 and 10 Cent Store, having worked as store manager and as a sales clerk, also was a seamstress for the Sewell Manufacturing Company. For many years she was well-known for the beautiful quilts that she made for the public.
In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, Milton Aaron Styles, better known as "Buddy"; sisters, Imogene Wright and Margaret Williams.
Survivors include a daughter and son-in-law, Retha Nell and Franky Robinson of Jake; a son and daughter-in-law, Leland W. and Martha Styles of Waco; four grandchildren, five great grandchildren; sisters, Lillian Carroll, Bremen, Martha Connell, Anniston, AL, Annette Edwards of Oxford, AL; brothers, Ishmeal Williams, Bremen and Horace Williams of Waco.
Myrlene was one sweet lady. I found her working on family genealogy some years ago. Her husband was a Styles and my GGrandmother was a Styles, who married a Duncan - that was the connection to her - actually to her deceased husband, Buddy.
I found her phone number and called her. We talked a great length for several days. She said, "Why don't you just come to see me and we can talk". And.....I did. We really hit it off, even though she was the age of my mother. I spent many fun hours with her, mostly out rambling around in old cemeteries. I had many relatives buried around the area where she lived. She knew her way around on back roads, even though she didn't drive much anymore. And, she knew where all those cemeteries were. So we were a team, going in search on names on a marker. We went to Douglasville, Bremen, Villa Rica, Carrollton, Waco, Temple - all of the little towns in that area. I showed her where my family lived there - their houses and land and she showed hers to me. Each of the relatives we found, went onto findagrave when I got home.
I also added many of the entire cemeteries, so others could find their relatives. We had all the fun of going and rambling around.
We always found time to go eat, too - usually at Bilbo's Barbeque in Bremen. Gosh, they have good food and wonderful Brunswick Stew. I usually got a gallon to go to last me in between times of going to see her. I lived about two and a half hours north of her, so it was an all day thing, when I went.
One day, Myrlene called me and told me she had been cutting grass and the riding mower turned over on top of her. She finally managed to get out from under it and was taken to the emergency room. She didn't seem to be hurt, but was sore and bruised. The next day, though, they found a cracked vertebrae. Nothing was done to fix that - there wasn't a cure for it.
I noticed from then on, she got more and more bent over, from her waist up. She also lost weight a little and she also got shorter. I knew that wasn't good. I had warned her about the mower, but she was independent and wanted to do it herself. She lived alone until she had a stoke, about two weeks before she passed away. Her house was always spotlessly clean.
I also noticed that when we went to cemeteries, she seemed more "toddly". I would hold on to her arm to keep her from falling. We finally stopped going to cemeteries as I was afraid she would fall and get hurt badly.
We still kept in touch by phone, which we had always done since meeting the first time. I also went to see her occasionally.
Myrlene was close with her sisters and her brothers, particularly Ishmeal, who is now in a nursing home and in his mid nineties. She had been to his birthday party just the day before her stroke. She loved her parents, but many times spoke of her father and what a clown he was. He kept the family entertained. She seemed particularly close to him.
Myrlene was quite a quilter and made extra money quilting for other people. Her quilts were quite beautiful. At her funeral, one of her beautiful lavender quilts lay on top of her casket. She didn't want flowers, but a quilt placed there....and it was. She was dressed all in purple, her favorite color clothes, also purple jewelry. It was just the way she would have wanted it.
Myrlene loved her two children, Retha and Leland. Retha lived just down the road from her and Leland would stop by to check on her. Retha would take her food and check on her every day or two. She had lived in her house for many, many years - out in the country on a dirt road.
Myrlene's parents were Quintus Carl Williams and Othie Maydell Dewberry/Williams. They, too, are buried at Five Points Baptist Church in Carroll County.
Her siblings were:
John Thomas Williams (1919-1919)
Ishmeal Worth Williams (1920- )
Imogene M. Williams (1922- )
Martha Clestine Williams (1925- )
Margaret Christine Williams (1925- )
Lillian Rudean Williams (1928- )
Meredith Annette Williams (1930- )
Horace Savoy Williams (1935- )
Now, Myrlene is back with Buddy and her parents, in that wonderful place where we all want to go someday. She always had a smile on her face and I know that smile is even bigger now.
We will sure miss you, Myrlene.
------
Age 89, daughter of the late Quintus C. Williams and Othie Madell Dewberry Williams.
Mrs. Styles was a member of the Five Points Baptist Church. She was a former employee of the Scoggins 5 and 10 Cent Store, having worked as store manager and as a sales clerk, also was a seamstress for the Sewell Manufacturing Company. For many years she was well-known for the beautiful quilts that she made for the public.
In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, Milton Aaron Styles, better known as "Buddy"; sisters, Imogene Wright and Margaret Williams.
Survivors include a daughter and son-in-law, Retha Nell and Franky Robinson of Jake; a son and daughter-in-law, Leland W. and Martha Styles of Waco; four grandchildren, five great grandchildren; sisters, Lillian Carroll, Bremen, Martha Connell, Anniston, AL, Annette Edwards of Oxford, AL; brothers, Ishmeal Williams, Bremen and Horace Williams of Waco.
I found her phone number and called her. We talked a great length for several days. She said, "Why don't you just come to see me and we can talk". And.....I did. We really hit it off, even though she was the age of my mother. I spent many fun hours with her, mostly out rambling around in old cemeteries. I had many relatives buried around the area where she lived. She knew her way around on back roads, even though she didn't drive much anymore. And, she knew where all those cemeteries were. So we were a team, going in search on names on a marker. We went to Douglasville, Bremen, Villa Rica, Carrollton, Waco, Temple - all of the little towns in that area. I showed her where my family lived there - their houses and land and she showed hers to me. Each of the relatives we found, went onto findagrave when I got home.
I also added many of the entire cemeteries, so others could find their relatives. We had all the fun of going and rambling around.
We always found time to go eat, too - usually at Bilbo's Barbeque in Bremen. Gosh, they have good food and wonderful Brunswick Stew. I usually got a gallon to go to last me in between times of going to see her. I lived about two and a half hours north of her, so it was an all day thing, when I went.
One day, Myrlene called me and told me she had been cutting grass and the riding mower turned over on top of her. She finally managed to get out from under it and was taken to the emergency room. She didn't seem to be hurt, but was sore and bruised. The next day, though, they found a cracked vertebrae. Nothing was done to fix that - there wasn't a cure for it.
I noticed from then on, she got more and more bent over, from her waist up. She also lost weight a little and she also got shorter. I knew that wasn't good. I had warned her about the mower, but she was independent and wanted to do it herself. She lived alone until she had a stoke, about two weeks before she passed away. Her house was always spotlessly clean.
I also noticed that when we went to cemeteries, she seemed more "toddly". I would hold on to her arm to keep her from falling. We finally stopped going to cemeteries as I was afraid she would fall and get hurt badly.
We still kept in touch by phone, which we had always done since meeting the first time. I also went to see her occasionally.
Myrlene was close with her sisters and her brothers, particularly Ishmeal, who is now in a nursing home and in his mid nineties. She had been to his birthday party just the day before her stroke. She loved her parents, but many times spoke of her father and what a clown he was. He kept the family entertained. She seemed particularly close to him.
Myrlene was quite a quilter and made extra money quilting for other people. Her quilts were quite beautiful. At her funeral, one of her beautiful lavender quilts lay on top of her casket. She didn't want flowers, but a quilt placed there....and it was. She was dressed all in purple, her favorite color clothes, also purple jewelry. It was just the way she would have wanted it.
Myrlene loved her two children, Retha and Leland. Retha lived just down the road from her and Leland would stop by to check on her. Retha would take her food and check on her every day or two. She had lived in her house for many, many years - out in the country on a dirt road.
Myrlene's parents were Quintus Carl Williams and Othie Maydell Dewberry/Williams. They, too, are buried at Five Points Baptist Church in Carroll County.
Her siblings were:
John Thomas Williams (1919-1919)
Ishmeal Worth Williams (1920- )
Imogene M. Williams (1922- )
Martha Clestine Williams (1925- )
Margaret Christine Williams (1925- )
Lillian Rudean Williams (1928- )
Meredith Annette Williams (1930- )
Horace Savoy Williams (1935- )
Now, Myrlene is back with Buddy and her parents, in that wonderful place where we all want to go someday. She always had a smile on her face and I know that smile is even bigger now.
We will sure miss you, Myrlene.
------
Age 89, daughter of the late Quintus C. Williams and Othie Madell Dewberry Williams.
Mrs. Styles was a member of the Five Points Baptist Church. She was a former employee of the Scoggins 5 and 10 Cent Store, having worked as store manager and as a sales clerk, also was a seamstress for the Sewell Manufacturing Company. For many years she was well-known for the beautiful quilts that she made for the public.
In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, Milton Aaron Styles, better known as "Buddy"; sisters, Imogene Wright and Margaret Williams.
Survivors include a daughter and son-in-law, Retha Nell and Franky Robinson of Jake; a son and daughter-in-law, Leland W. and Martha Styles of Waco; four grandchildren, five great grandchildren; sisters, Lillian Carroll, Bremen, Martha Connell, Anniston, AL, Annette Edwards of Oxford, AL; brothers, Ishmeal Williams, Bremen and Horace Williams of Waco.
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