Ray, Everett, and Tommy,
Words cannot express how saddened and shocked I am to hear of your mother's passing. I have known you all since the day I was born, so my memories could take up a whole book.
One of the things I will always love and cherish about Mrs. Dozier is that she made me feel like the most special little girl in the world. If I wanted ice cream, she gave it to me. If I got sleepy, she would put me in one of your beds until the grown folks finished socializing. If I got bored with you all watching those forever-lasting, Saturday-night wrestling matches on the big television, she would let me watch Petticoat Junction and My Three Sons on her personal portable television. When I told her I wished I had a big brother, she told me Tommy would be my big brother. When I told her Ray wouldn't play right, she explained to me that little boys were hardheaded and really couldn't help it if they weren't as nice as little girls. When you guys would shoot pool, Mrs. Dozier would see to it that one of you stopped long enough to show me how to play. When I was around Mrs. Dozier, I was the most important little girl in the world.
In addition to being beautiful inside, Mrs. Dozier was beautiful on the outside. Pretty. Regal. Graceful. Classy. Beautiful smile. Perfectly coiffed hair. Impeccably dressed. That was Mrs. Dozier.
Most important of all, I remember how much Mrs. Dozier loved and adored her boys. All three of you were her own personal little princes. Not only did Mrs. Dozier have eternal love and adoration for her boys, she made sure that you all lacked nothing. Any one of you could have won a best-dressed little boy in Atlanta contest on any given day. Any one of you could have won a most-well mannered little boy in Atlanta contest any time. Any one of you could have opened your own little toy store on any day of the week. There were drums, pool tables, bb guns, little green army men, GI-Joes, racetracks, games, cars, trucks, electronic things, etc. Then came toys with motors and engines like mini-bikes, motorcycles and cars! Oh how I loved to visit the Doziers!
My main point in all of this is that you all are blessed to have had such a wonderful, special, one-of-a kind, mother, and I am blessed and eternally grateful to have had your mother in my life. Mrs. Dozier will forever be a part of me.
May the peace of the Lord be with you.