Lois-Beavan-Obituary

Lois Beavan

Bakersfield, California

Aug 20, 1943 – Nov 24, 2024

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BORN
August 20, 1943
DIED
November 24, 2024
LOCATION
Bakersfield, California

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Lois Beavan, a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother, left this earth peacefully on November 24th, 2024. She is now in heaven with our Lord Jesus and those who went before her. Lois was born on August 20th, 1943, in Bakersfield, California. She was preceded in death by her...

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Lois took the best care of me, my brother and my cousins. I often considered a third grandmother, she was so wonderful. We all love her so much and are so sorry to hear of her passing.

She cared for my children, we will always love her for that. Lois was a gift. I am sad!

Lois was a very special person and influence in my life. My first memories of Lois are sleepovers and birthday parties for Carrie and Tracy. I remember she made Tracy a special bunny cake each year for her birthday. Lois braided our hair for band performances and vacations. She taught me how to French braid, which I thought was so neat. I remember Lois and my mom making many crafts and I still have several special Christmas ornaments they made. Lois always made me feel like another one of her...

Aunt Sug will definitely be missed! I will always remember her special ability to make a person feel loved immediately. From the day I met her, she always made me feel welcomed, loved, and like I always had been part of the family. She loved our girls like they were her grandchildren, too. She had precious memories of Dennis which she loved sharing with the girls. I will also remember her beautiful smile which lit up a room. Thank you for sharing your mom and grandma with us.

Tracy and I became best friends when we were 9. I spent countless hours at her house and Lois and my Mom were also good friends. When I think of my childhood she is inextricably woven into so many memories. From playing at her house, having her French braid my hair, and the many sleepovers I had there over the years. How lucky I was to have had the safety and love she offered anyone who walked through her doors.