Dorsie Mae Milliron, was born Dorsie Mae Anderton, the oldest in a family of nine daughters. She was raised to be a strong independant woman and followed in her life with the birth of three children who went on to give Dorsie, five grandchildren.
Dorsie was often called "Mae" by her many friends and work associates, but always remembered as Dorsie-Mae by her family. She gained great respect and admiration during her adult life working first in Camp Forest, Tullahoma TN during WW-II until she met and married her husband, and then later while working for RCA;Corp.of Cincinnati, Ohio; and also Tennessee Apparel in Tullahoma, TN, prior to retiring.
Dorsie was a very charasmatic sweet lady who loved to putter in a garden or create a beautiful piece of seamstress art. She never complained of pain in life or during death and she was a very loving parent who survived the death of a minor son and went on to develop a strong bond with her remaining children and grandchildren. Additionally, Dorsie maintained her own personal writing campaign to soldiers in the field during "Desert Storm", sending care packages, letters and homemade fudge to over 100 soldiers. In her life she taught the lesson of humanity and diginity to all she met. Her memory will remain always in our hearts.

Thank you so very much to photo contributor Robert Barker for his kindness in helping get Mom's grave photo placed on her page. The kindness of strangers is ever surprising.
thank you Robert

note from author:
When I was younger, Mommy bought lots of greeting cards. We lived in Cincinnati, near the American Greetings card factory, but Mommy was really just passing along the tradition that she learned from my grandmother Anderton. Grannie would send each of the grandchildren a card on their birthday along with a dollar enclosed for "something sweet". I always looked forward to those greeting cards because they made me feel so special that someone remembered me. When I got older, my mother and I would often fight as teens do with their parents. I always thought Mommy wasn't letting me grow up, but I know by the cards she gave me, she was. The cards that used to be decorated with small furry animals with big smiles, turned into cards with flowers and poetry. Most frequently the cards I received were with poetry by Helen Steiner Rice. Mom was a beautiful lady with a lot of heart. I will never forget her beautiful cards of wisdom and love or her.

'THE BEND IN THE ROAD'
by: Helen Steiner Rice

Sometimes we come to life's crossroads
And we view what we think is the end.
But God has a much wider vision
And he knows it is only a bend-

The road will go on and get smoother
And after we've stopped for a rest,
The path that lies hidden beyond us
Is often the path that is best.

So rest and relax and grow stronger,
Let go and let God share your load
And have faith in a brighter tomorrow.
You've just come to a bend in the road.