|Birth: ||Jul. 17, 1958|
|Death: ||Jan. 30, 1962|
This memorial is for my precious cousin Judy, whom I will never forget.
Judy Lynn Thomas, age 3, of Coos Bay, Oregon died of injuries sustained in an automobile accident.
Lois, Judy's sister,and Carolyn, my sister enjoyed playing at each other's homes and being together. Judy loved to play house with us, and has left us with happy, precious, fun memories. We, girls, loved playing house with Judy. It was one of the best times of our lives. We would make a play house area in the closet and bedroom where we would play for hours. Whenever we heard the Pat Boone song Moody River, we would stop whatever we were doing, and dance. There was something about the piano music in the song that we loved. We did not understand the meaning of the words. Judy absolutely loved that song. Judy enjoyed coloring and loved to watch Bullwinkle Moose and Rockie Squirrel on TV. She loved eating french fries with ketchup. She had a monkey stuffed animal, holding a banana, that she carried with her. The monkey is still in her arms.
I was with Judy the day this picture was taken. I had my picture taken too. Judy's mother Elise took us to a school for the photos. Aunt Elsie told Judy and me that she wanted us to smile for our pictures. After my Aunt left the room, Judy and I told each other that we were not going to smile for our pictures, and we did not smile (photos are side by side). Be sure to view all of Judy's pictures (click on "click here to view all images.")
Once Judy had a nickel. She returned from church and told her mother that she didn't have any money, that her money was all gone, because she had given her nickel to Jesus.
I remember a time when our family was walking on the rocks in the beach, ocean area of the Pacific Ocean. Judy and I wandered away from the family and could have fallen in the ocean. Judy's dad, Aaron, took his arms and swooped up both of us, carrying Judy in one arm and myself in his other arm. We thought that was fun being carried at the same time.
Judy and I gave her doll many baths and washed her hair. The doll is pictured in the photo section. Aging and all the soap and water that we put on the doll's head has caused the head and hair line to crumble. Judy took an ink pen and circled the doll's belly button. The doll had a hole in the mouth and one on its bottom so she could wet her diaper. Judy and I played together 3 days before she passed away. That was the last time we played. I was in the car getting ready to leave, Judy came running across the yard to the car. She was carrying her baby, the doll that we washed, and she gave the doll to me and told me to take care of her baby. I said I would. I thought I would keep her until the next time we played and I would give her back to Judy. That time will happen when we meet again. I cannot remember the doll's name and have tried and tried to remember it over the years. Someday it may come to me. Since I could not remember her name, I called her Judy. I have always kept Judy's baby through all my travels.
We use to play with Judy's mother Elsie's necklaces. The necklaces were clasped closed. Neither Judy nor I could open the necklaces so we wore them around the tops of our heads. We thought we were beautiful and we were beautiful.
Judy did not like her red socks. Every time her mother would put them on her, Judy would pull them off. Judy wore her other colored socks.
The evening after Judy's funeral, I remember Judy's dad (my uncle Aaron) taking us 3 remaining girls, Lois, Carolyn, and myself to eat. He bought a large jelly roll cake, handed each of us a fork, no plates, just a fork and told us to eat. He sat, did not eat, and did not say anything. We girls ate the cake and I kept telling Lois and Carolyn that Judy would love the cake and we needed to save a piece for her. Lois told me that we were not suppose to talk about Judy. When we got home I watched out the window for Judy. It was raining. I thought someone would bring her home to us. I waited and waited and cried and got mad at the funeral personnel. I thought it was their fault Judy did not come home. I went to bed with Carolyn, and Lois. I did not understand.
Judy is survived by: parents, Aaron and Elsie (Lowe) Thomas of Coos Bay, Oregon; sister, Lois Jean Thomas of Coos Bay, Oregon; paternal grandmother, Minnie Thomas Bryant
of Whitley City, Kentucky; maternal grandparents, Russell and Erva (Carroll) Lowe of Oneida, Tennessee. Uncle Cleo and Aunt Gladys Thomas, cousins Carolyn and Susan Thomas of Myrtle Creek, Oregon; Uncle Gabriel Thomas and wife Mildred of Lenior City, Tennessee; Aunts Hazel Mays and Mazel Thompson of Oneida, Tennessee; numerous other relatives.
Judy is predeceased by her paternal grandfather, John Henry Thomas
We, the family, love precious Judy and she will always be loved and missed. Her memory is cherished in our hearts forever. We thank God for our time with Judy. It brings comfort to know that she is being taken care of by our heavenly father.
Judy, we all love and miss you.
Aaron Thomas (1931 - 1996)
Ocean View Memory Gardens & Crematory
Created by: In Loving Memory
Record added: Jan 21, 2004
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