Person:Juanita May (1)

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Juanita Maxine May
m. 4 Mar 1922
  1. Juanita Maxine May1923 - 2013
  2. Billie Marie May1927 - 1936
Facts and Events
Name Juanita Maxine May
Gender Female
Birth[1] 16 Apr 1923 Scurry, Texas, United States
Marriage to Philip Jesse Fitzgerald, Jr.
Divorce Yes
from Arther William Savage
Death[1] 19 Sep 2013 Carrollton, Dallas, Texas, United States
Burial? Crandall Cemetery, Crandall, Kaufman, Texas, United States
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    Juanita Maxine May Fitzgerald was born in Scurry, Texas April 16, 1923 and died in Carrollton, Texas September 19, 2013. She was the daughter of Willie and Ester May and the sister to Billie Marie May. She moved to Dallas in 1939 where she was employed at South Western Bell Telephone Company and later E.D.S. She is survived by her children; Orpha, Mac and Kay. Along with eight grandchildren, eighteen great-grandchildren and nine great-great grandchildren.

    She loved all the little children and had a special knack for making each one feel as if they were the special one. She became our beloved Nanny. She had such endless patience with the little ones; she would put them at the end of the table with a biscuit to roll out and never worried about where the flour fell. Nanny loved making everything an adventure. On one outing they all walked to the mailbox at the end of a long gravel country road. On the way back a large snake crossed their path and she yelled, “Snake! Run!” When the kids got back to the porch she was already there. She then said, “When I say run, I mean run!” She loved making everyday occasions into a party, whether it was a pot of beans, chocolate pie or cake there was always a reason to celebrate. Even though our hearts are broken now that she is gone, she would want us to celebrate and find happiness in her memories. And we know she is looking down from above whispering…

    “ Don’t think of me as gone away, my journeys just begun. Life holds so many facets, this earth is but one. Just think of me as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think of how I must be wishing that you could know today how nothing but your sadness can really go away and think of me as living in the hearts of those I touched for nothing loved is ever lost and I know I was loved so much.”

    As she always said, "Night Night, Sleep tight; don’t let the bedbugs bite."
    Love you, Nan