Dorothy Jean Black, age 85 of Denton, TX, passed away in her home on April 17, 2013. Dorothy was born March 23, 1928 in Myrtle Springs, TX., as an only child to Raymond P. Bridgers & Ruby Inez (Walters) Bridgers.
Dorothy married RC McBrayer in 1944. They were married 24 years and had 5 children together. For 24 years she was a stay at home mother who raised her children. After raising her children she started a long working career as a very talented seamstress. She later married Robert (Bob) Black and they were married for 30 years. She was an avid reader and enjoyed cooking enormous delicious meals for the entire family. She enjoyed spending time with her children and grandchildren. She and her husband, Bob, loved late night fishing at their favorite fishing holes on Lake Tawakoni for many many years.
Dorothy is survived by her daughter: Sandra McCann of Rockwall TX; daughter: Barbara White of South Carolina; son: RC McBrayer & wife Brenda of Sachse, TX; daughter: Julia McBrayer of Denton TX; daughter: Michelle McBrayer of Denton TX; grandchildren: Lisa, Cindy, Melissa, Michael, Randy, David, Steven; great grandchildren: Leah, Justin, Brandon, Kodiack, David, Zachary, Victoria, Michael (Mikey), Destry, Sarah, David, Kendall; Great Great Grandchildren: Adley; and her two precious 4-legged companions: Edsel and Prissy.
Dorothy was preceded in death by her parents; her husband: Robert (Bob) Black; grandson: John Michael White; and granddaughter: Melinda Coppedge.
Dorothy insisted strongly.... that upon her death that all of her children and grandchildren gather together and celebrate her life! As such, there will be no funeral service per her request, but a family get together dinner to eat and toast to a woman who loved her entire family greatly and unconditionally.
God looked around his garden
and found an empty fishing hole,
He then looked down upon the earth
and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
and lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering
He knew that you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough
and the hills were hard to climb.
So he closed your weary eyelids
And whispered, 'Peace bethine'.
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.