"I loved you every day, and, now that you are gone, I miss you every day." (Author unknown)
Emma Ruth Briscoe Bly, a woman of great courage and compassion, passed away on February 22, 2014 in Houston, TX. She was born October 2, 1926 in Freeport, TX to Tennie Lee West Briscoe and Marion Fletcher Briscoe.
She is preceded in death by her beloved husband, Daniel Bradford Bly, her father, mother, stepfather, baby sister Lois Jewel, sister and best friend Eunice Ellen Sparks Newlin, brother Marion Lee Briscoe, and two nieces, Mary Jane Sparks and Barbara Ann Frank. She leaves her daughter, Linda Diana Bly, two loving nieces and a nephew, Virginia Lee Knapp, Betty Ruth Hodgett and Clyde Alfred Sparks and their families, brother-in-law Jack Newlin and sister-in-law Dora Briscoe.
Ruth was a strong, tender hearted, loving woman. She was an excellent southern cook and an avid gardener, at one point enjoying growing over 75 rosebushes, numerous flower beds and hanging baskets, along with the vegetable gardens she and D.B. always had and tending the oak trees he planted.
She was a child of the Depression and of World War II. She grew up on her mother's and stepfather's farm, carrying water to the family and other workers in the cotton fields and then chopping and picking cotton herself when she was old enough. Typical to the era, they raised cattle, hogs and chickens, butchered and cured their own meat, and made their dresses from cotton feed sacks. The had a wood stove for cooking and heat, washed clothes in a "wringer" washer powered by a gasoline engine and hung the clean clothes on a line to dry. They canned the produce from their gardens and celebrated the sale of a bale of cotton with each child receiving a "Baby Ruth" candy bar.
The house was off a dirt road that led to the main highway, where they met the school bus. In the winter, when it was cold and wet, they would take their shoes off to preserve them and walk the quarter mile to the highway barefoot. Ruth remembered crying as her older sister washed her feet in cold ditch water before putting their shoes back on.
Ruth became a Christian at age 11, joining the Baptist Church. She remembers being baptized in a local creek, the norm for country churches at the time.
It was a hard life, lived by good people, and leaving surprisingly good memories.
The farm was behind the acreage owned by the family of her husband to be. Ruth and D.B. married when he returned from the War in 1945 and moved into his family's home, built in 1928, where she would make her home for 69 good years, full of laughter, good times with friends and family, some tears and loss and hard work.
Ruth was alongside her husband, whether it was building a barn, fishing from the jetties in Freeport (her with a cane pole) or providing an extra pair of hands on a mechanic job. She managed their rental property in Houston and the record keeping for the farm and mechanic shop.
She was steadfast, keenly intelligent and modest about her abilities.
Her courage and resources were most tested when she cared for D.B at home after his stroke in 2000 left him completely bedridden until his death in 2003. For that three-year period, she provided his total care at their home: bathing and feeding him and learning to use necessary medical equipment, such as the device to transfer him from his bed into his wheelchair. She masterminded and helped her daughter build, a portable ramp (created from a barn door) that could be used to move him from the house to the outdoors.
Ruth was a former member of Almeda Baptist Church, where she worked in the church nursery for over 30 years, enjoying seeing the next generation of the children she had helped care for return. She was a member of the First Baptist Church of Fresno at her death.
She loved her family, her Lord and her church family, decorating her home for holidays-- especially Easter and Christmas--and she loved and spoiled all her dogs and cats.
Ruth was a wonderful wife, mother, daughter, sister and aunt. I deeply loved my mother and miss her so very much.
"Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many women have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." (Proverbs 31:25-29 KJV)
Emma Ruth Briscoe Bly, a woman of great courage and compassion, passed away on February 22, 2014 in Houston, TX. She was born October 2, 1926 in Freeport, TX to Tennie Lee West Briscoe and Marion Fletcher Briscoe.
She is preceded in death by her beloved husband, Daniel Bradford Bly, her father, mother, stepfather, baby sister Lois Jewel, sister and best friend Eunice Ellen Sparks Newlin, brother Marion Lee Briscoe, and two nieces, Mary Jane Sparks and Barbara Ann Frank. She leaves her daughter, Linda Diana Bly, two loving nieces and a nephew, Virginia Lee Knapp, Betty Ruth Hodgett and Clyde Alfred Sparks and their families, brother-in-law Jack Newlin and sister-in-law Dora Briscoe.
Ruth was a strong, tender hearted, loving woman. She was an excellent southern cook and an avid gardener, at one point enjoying growing over 75 rosebushes, numerous flower beds and hanging baskets, along with the vegetable gardens she and D.B. always had and tending the oak trees he planted.
She was a child of the Depression and of World War II. She grew up on her mother's and stepfather's farm, carrying water to the family and other workers in the cotton fields and then chopping and picking cotton herself when she was old enough. Typical to the era, they raised cattle, hogs and chickens, butchered and cured their own meat, and made their dresses from cotton feed sacks. The had a wood stove for cooking and heat, washed clothes in a "wringer" washer powered by a gasoline engine and hung the clean clothes on a line to dry. They canned the produce from their gardens and celebrated the sale of a bale of cotton with each child receiving a "Baby Ruth" candy bar.
The house was off a dirt road that led to the main highway, where they met the school bus. In the winter, when it was cold and wet, they would take their shoes off to preserve them and walk the quarter mile to the highway barefoot. Ruth remembered crying as her older sister washed her feet in cold ditch water before putting their shoes back on.
Ruth became a Christian at age 11, joining the Baptist Church. She remembers being baptized in a local creek, the norm for country churches at the time.
It was a hard life, lived by good people, and leaving surprisingly good memories.
The farm was behind the acreage owned by the family of her husband to be. Ruth and D.B. married when he returned from the War in 1945 and moved into his family's home, built in 1928, where she would make her home for 69 good years, full of laughter, good times with friends and family, some tears and loss and hard work.
Ruth was alongside her husband, whether it was building a barn, fishing from the jetties in Freeport (her with a cane pole) or providing an extra pair of hands on a mechanic job. She managed their rental property in Houston and the record keeping for the farm and mechanic shop.
She was steadfast, keenly intelligent and modest about her abilities.
Her courage and resources were most tested when she cared for D.B at home after his stroke in 2000 left him completely bedridden until his death in 2003. For that three-year period, she provided his total care at their home: bathing and feeding him and learning to use necessary medical equipment, such as the device to transfer him from his bed into his wheelchair. She masterminded and helped her daughter build, a portable ramp (created from a barn door) that could be used to move him from the house to the outdoors.
Ruth was a former member of Almeda Baptist Church, where she worked in the church nursery for over 30 years, enjoying seeing the next generation of the children she had helped care for return. She was a member of the First Baptist Church of Fresno at her death.
She loved her family, her Lord and her church family, decorating her home for holidays-- especially Easter and Christmas--and she loved and spoiled all her dogs and cats.
Ruth was a wonderful wife, mother, daughter, sister and aunt. I deeply loved my mother and miss her so very much.
"Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many women have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." (Proverbs 31:25-29 KJV)
"I loved you every day, and, now that you are gone, I miss you every day." (Author unknown)
Emma Ruth Briscoe Bly, a woman of great courage and compassion, passed away on February 22, 2014 in Houston, TX. She was born October 2, 1926 in Freeport, TX to Tennie Lee West Briscoe and Marion Fletcher Briscoe.
She is preceded in death by her beloved husband, Daniel Bradford Bly, her father, mother, stepfather, baby sister Lois Jewel, sister and best friend Eunice Ellen Sparks Newlin, brother Marion Lee Briscoe, and two nieces, Mary Jane Sparks and Barbara Ann Frank. She leaves her daughter, Linda Diana Bly, two loving nieces and a nephew, Virginia Lee Knapp, Betty Ruth Hodgett and Clyde Alfred Sparks and their families, brother-in-law Jack Newlin and sister-in-law Dora Briscoe.
Ruth was a strong, tender hearted, loving woman. She was an excellent southern cook and an avid gardener, at one point enjoying growing over 75 rosebushes, numerous flower beds and hanging baskets, along with the vegetable gardens she and D.B. always had and tending the oak trees he planted.
She was a child of the Depression and of World War II. She grew up on her mother's and stepfather's farm, carrying water to the family and other workers in the cotton fields and then chopping and picking cotton herself when she was old enough. Typical to the era, they raised cattle, hogs and chickens, butchered and cured their own meat, and made their dresses from cotton feed sacks. The had a wood stove for cooking and heat, washed clothes in a "wringer" washer powered by a gasoline engine and hung the clean clothes on a line to dry. They canned the produce from their gardens and celebrated the sale of a bale of cotton with each child receiving a "Baby Ruth" candy bar.
The house was off a dirt road that led to the main highway, where they met the school bus. In the winter, when it was cold and wet, they would take their shoes off to preserve them and walk the quarter mile to the highway barefoot. Ruth remembered crying as her older sister washed her feet in cold ditch water before putting their shoes back on.
Ruth became a Christian at age 11, joining the Baptist Church. She remembers being baptized in a local creek, the norm for country churches at the time.
It was a hard life, lived by good people, and leaving surprisingly good memories.
The farm was behind the acreage owned by the family of her husband to be. Ruth and D.B. married when he returned from the War in 1945 and moved into his family's home, built in 1928, where she would make her home for 69 good years, full of laughter, good times with friends and family, some tears and loss and hard work.
Ruth was alongside her husband, whether it was building a barn, fishing from the jetties in Freeport (her with a cane pole) or providing an extra pair of hands on a mechanic job. She managed their rental property in Houston and the record keeping for the farm and mechanic shop.
She was steadfast, keenly intelligent and modest about her abilities.
Her courage and resources were most tested when she cared for D.B at home after his stroke in 2000 left him completely bedridden until his death in 2003. For that three-year period, she provided his total care at their home: bathing and feeding him and learning to use necessary medical equipment, such as the device to transfer him from his bed into his wheelchair. She masterminded and helped her daughter build, a portable ramp (created from a barn door) that could be used to move him from the house to the outdoors.
Ruth was a former member of Almeda Baptist Church, where she worked in the church nursery for over 30 years, enjoying seeing the next generation of the children she had helped care for return. She was a member of the First Baptist Church of Fresno at her death.
She loved her family, her Lord and her church family, decorating her home for holidays-- especially Easter and Christmas--and she loved and spoiled all her dogs and cats.
Ruth was a wonderful wife, mother, daughter, sister and aunt. I deeply loved my mother and miss her so very much.
"Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many women have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." (Proverbs 31:25-29 KJV)
Emma Ruth Briscoe Bly, a woman of great courage and compassion, passed away on February 22, 2014 in Houston, TX. She was born October 2, 1926 in Freeport, TX to Tennie Lee West Briscoe and Marion Fletcher Briscoe.
She is preceded in death by her beloved husband, Daniel Bradford Bly, her father, mother, stepfather, baby sister Lois Jewel, sister and best friend Eunice Ellen Sparks Newlin, brother Marion Lee Briscoe, and two nieces, Mary Jane Sparks and Barbara Ann Frank. She leaves her daughter, Linda Diana Bly, two loving nieces and a nephew, Virginia Lee Knapp, Betty Ruth Hodgett and Clyde Alfred Sparks and their families, brother-in-law Jack Newlin and sister-in-law Dora Briscoe.
Ruth was a strong, tender hearted, loving woman. She was an excellent southern cook and an avid gardener, at one point enjoying growing over 75 rosebushes, numerous flower beds and hanging baskets, along with the vegetable gardens she and D.B. always had and tending the oak trees he planted.
She was a child of the Depression and of World War II. She grew up on her mother's and stepfather's farm, carrying water to the family and other workers in the cotton fields and then chopping and picking cotton herself when she was old enough. Typical to the era, they raised cattle, hogs and chickens, butchered and cured their own meat, and made their dresses from cotton feed sacks. The had a wood stove for cooking and heat, washed clothes in a "wringer" washer powered by a gasoline engine and hung the clean clothes on a line to dry. They canned the produce from their gardens and celebrated the sale of a bale of cotton with each child receiving a "Baby Ruth" candy bar.
The house was off a dirt road that led to the main highway, where they met the school bus. In the winter, when it was cold and wet, they would take their shoes off to preserve them and walk the quarter mile to the highway barefoot. Ruth remembered crying as her older sister washed her feet in cold ditch water before putting their shoes back on.
Ruth became a Christian at age 11, joining the Baptist Church. She remembers being baptized in a local creek, the norm for country churches at the time.
It was a hard life, lived by good people, and leaving surprisingly good memories.
The farm was behind the acreage owned by the family of her husband to be. Ruth and D.B. married when he returned from the War in 1945 and moved into his family's home, built in 1928, where she would make her home for 69 good years, full of laughter, good times with friends and family, some tears and loss and hard work.
Ruth was alongside her husband, whether it was building a barn, fishing from the jetties in Freeport (her with a cane pole) or providing an extra pair of hands on a mechanic job. She managed their rental property in Houston and the record keeping for the farm and mechanic shop.
She was steadfast, keenly intelligent and modest about her abilities.
Her courage and resources were most tested when she cared for D.B at home after his stroke in 2000 left him completely bedridden until his death in 2003. For that three-year period, she provided his total care at their home: bathing and feeding him and learning to use necessary medical equipment, such as the device to transfer him from his bed into his wheelchair. She masterminded and helped her daughter build, a portable ramp (created from a barn door) that could be used to move him from the house to the outdoors.
Ruth was a former member of Almeda Baptist Church, where she worked in the church nursery for over 30 years, enjoying seeing the next generation of the children she had helped care for return. She was a member of the First Baptist Church of Fresno at her death.
She loved her family, her Lord and her church family, decorating her home for holidays-- especially Easter and Christmas--and she loved and spoiled all her dogs and cats.
Ruth was a wonderful wife, mother, daughter, sister and aunt. I deeply loved my mother and miss her so very much.
"Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many women have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." (Proverbs 31:25-29 KJV)
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