Gloria DeLois Davis
September 10, 1938 - June 10, 2010
We love you Suga Momma!
Gloria DeLois Davis (Dee Dee) was born on September 10,1938 in Kansas City, Missouri to Ralph Vann Sr. and Lois Nicholson.
She was employed at Mercantile Bank, as a Data Entry Operator for many years, until her retirement in the early 90's. She then decided to move to Seattle, where she would live out the remainder of her life. Gloria was a wonderful mother and a loving grandmother, who loved to cook, crochet, make ceramics and leather wallets, which she would give as gifts to family and friends. She was loved by many because of her giving heart, beautiful smile and the fact that she cared so deeply for her family & friends.
If you didn't know anything else about Gloria, you knew she threw down in the kitchen! Cooking was one of the things she loved to do and was great at it. She will be missed!
Gloria departed her life on June 10, 2010 at the Emerald Hills Rehabilitation Center, Lynnwood, WA. Both her parents & her children's father proceeded her in death.
Gloria leaves to cherish her memory; one brother; Ralph Vann Jr.; two sisters; Sandra Surratt (Curtis) and Sharon Morgan, all from Kansas City, MO; her loving sons, Ronald Davis (Eloise) Everett, WA, Adrian Davis Bothell, WA, Richard Davis (LaDrina) Kansas City, MO & Andre' Davis (Gaynell) Mt. Lake Terrace, WA; her daughters, Karla Clemens (Arthur) Seattle, WA, Kimberly Abernathy (Curtis) Kansas City, MO & Shauna Davis (Kareem) Seattle, WA; step sons; Billy T. Holman (Joann) Independence, MO; Mark Holman (Fidela) Martinez, CA; step daughter; Karen Armstrong Kansas City, MO; 18 grandchildren; 7 step grandchildren; 6 great grandchildren; 5 step great grandchildren; a host of nieces, cousins and many other relatives and friends. Gloria will be sadly missed but never forgotten. We love you Suga Momma!
FUNERAL INFORMATION
A celebration of life will be held at the University Lutheran Church on Saturday June 19. at 4:00 p.m. 1604 NE 50th Street, Seattle, WA 98105. Officiated by Reverend Roosevelt Lindsay.
Memorial
Petals of Her Life
As beautiful as a rose to see,
Was her life she lived so gracefully.
She made things precious by her touch,
Her selfless love lives on in each of us.
The petals of her life fell one by one.
Each a gift of her heart,
'Til there were none.
Yet her radiance blooms once again
In fields of glory without end.
Author Unknown
Mother
Your mother is always with you...
She is the whisper of leaves
as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your brow
when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside your laughter
She's crystallized in every teardrop.
She's the place where you came from,
your first home...
She's the map that you follow
with every step that you take.
She's your first love,
and your first heartbreak...
And nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space...
not even death...
will ever separate you..
from your mother.