SHIRLEY TRAMMELL Obituary

October 5, 1939 - September 15, 2010

Shirley Trammell, 70, was born in Arkansas on October 5, 1939, and passed away peacefully surrounded by her family on September 15, 2010, in Merced, CA, after an extended battle with cancer.

Her life was dedicated to her four children and three grandchildren.

She will be remembered for her love of card games with her family, jigsaw puzzles, crossword puzzles, movies - especially musicals, making stained glass windows, painting, and dancing with her husband in their early years.

Shirley Smith grew up in Merced and worked as a waitress around town. Here she met Joe Trammell, a USAF serviceman stationed at Castle Air Force Base. They lived all over the world, wherever Joe's duty assignment was: Maine, England, South Carolina, the Philippines, Marysville, CA, New York, and finally, back to Merced. Every two years they would pack up the family and move.

She was preceded in death by her father, Bill Avilez, her grandson, Shawn Brunell, and her brother, Bob Smith.

She is survived by her husband of 47 years, Joe Trammell, her mother, Opal Avilez, both of Merced, and her children, Butch (Tamera) Trammell of Colorado, Maria (Ernie) Warzyca, Valora (Steve) Teranishi, and Joe Trammell, Jr., of Merced. She is further survived by her grandsons, Anthony Trammell and Joe (Jo Jo) Trammell, III, and one great-grandchild of Merced, her brother, Dennis (Margaret) Smith, of Georgia and her sister-in-law, Kathy Smith of Atwater.

At Shirley's request, no services will be held. Interment will be at Evergreen Memorial Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, the family has requested that remembrances be made to Hinds Hospice, PO Box 763, Merced CA, 95341.

Arrangements are under the direction of Stratford Evans Merced Funeral Home.

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Published by Merced Sun Star on Sep. 16, 2010.

Memories and Condolences
for SHIRLEY TRAMMELL

5 Entries

jojo

April 18, 2018

The best women i ever knew

Ted n Patricia Kazakos

September 21, 2010

To Butch, Buggy, Kenny, Anthony and Family: I am so sorry for your loss.. Our Deepest condolences:

Remember:

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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~ Ted -n- Patricia Kazakos and Family, Merced, California