Victoria Dozier Obituary

Victoria Abrams Dozier, 59 of Spotsylvania County, passed away peacefully, Tuesday, July 20, 2010 at her residence surrounded by her family.
Mrs. Dozier was born May 26, 1951 in Myrtle Beach, S.C. She passed after a short illness with cancer. She was Co-owner of Stafford Animal Hospital in Stafford County.
Survivors include her husband, William Keith Dozier, Sr.; her mother, Una Olivia Abrams; sons, William Keith Dozier, Jr. of Portland, Oregon, Kristopher C. Dozier of Oakland, Calif., and Michael T. Dozier of Clemson, S.C.; brothers, Walter Abrams and Steve Abrams, both of Myrtle Beach, S.C.; sister, Jean Poythress of Pinehurst, N.C.; and grandchildren, William Keith Dozier, III and Theodore Carlisle Dozier.
She was preceded in death by her father, Delmus E. Abrams; a brother, DeLeon Abrams; and a sister, Rhoda A. Martin.
The family will received friends from 7 to 9 p.m. Saturday, July 24, 2010 at Goldfinch Funeral Home, Beach Chapel. Memorial service will be held 2 p.m. Sunday, July 25, 2010 at the funeral home.
In lieu of flowers, memorial donations may be made to Mary Washington Hospice, 5012 Southpoint Parkway, Fredericksburg, VA 22407.
Online guest book is available at covenantfuneralservice.com.
Covenant Funeral Service, Fredericksburg, Va., is in charge of the arrangements.

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Published by The Sun News on Jul. 22, 2010.

Memories and Condolences
for Victoria Dozier

10 Entries

July 25, 2010

Dear Abrams family,
Our hearts go out to all of you. Vicki was always a joy to be around when she was growing up. We share your grief.
Randy & Sandy West

Bonnie Templeton

July 25, 2010

Vikki was a bright light. She left a great legacy in England as her name still comes up in visits there. The beautiful cookbook she compiled is in my home and the home of many people who knew her while in England. May God's light and presence lift up the Dozier family during this sorrowful time.
Our prayers are with you all.

Bonnie Spade Templeton

Rosemarie Smith

July 23, 2010

Vikki was a very special friend to me, we made friends way back in 1987 when we all lived in the same street at Briz Norton Oxfordshire England. Of all the times I have visited Keith and Vikki since then, I shall be so grateful that last year we had a wonderful week in New York together. I shall treasure those memories forever. Our condolences to Keith and family.

We all love you very much

~Rosemarie, Mike, Sarah and Laura

Figheldean Wiltshire England

July 23, 2010

TO VICTORIA'S FAMILY: YOU ARE IN OUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS. PASTOR WAYNE & EMILY GILBERT

Gwen Black

July 23, 2010

To Vickie's family:
Since hearing of Vickie's illness and passing, so many things have gone through our minds and hearts. Memories of growing up together, in mama's mind, seeing Vickie as a baby and watching her grow up and get married. I (Gwen) didn't get to speak with her at Rhoda's sitting up, so many people were around her and I didn't just wait. One thought that keeps going through our minds, is that life is so short and goes by so fast that nobody takes the time to let others know how knowing them shaped a small part of their life. As a little girl I thought Vickie was a princess, she was so pretty and I wanted to be just like her. When she married Kieth I thought they were the perfect Bride and Groom. As an adult I saw that she cared about my Mama and Daddy. Mama reminded me about the time Daddy lost a dog and Vickie brought him down another one her next visit. We have so much respect for her, she went the extra miles to make sure that her Mama was taken care of. Others have also, that is getting to be unheard of this day and time. So many thoughts, one of regrets and I should haves, but the most important ones are the ones of her family.
We are so very very sorry for all the pain and sorrow . We do not know the sorrow Aunt Liv has with two Daughters passing and losing a brother in so short a time. Or if time even matters. We know our hearts hurt for all of Vickie's family. Our families are truly sorry for your loss.

Aunt Kitty Abrams
Cousin, Gwen Black and Family
Cousin, Marie Reynolds and Family

Kelli Martin

July 22, 2010

Some things in life cannot be replaced.

This is the hymn beating within the pulses of those who mourn the shooting stars who have come and gone, who cling to the stardust of comets too hot to tie to this earth of dust and soil. This is the song lilies hum when dusk falls and the ground moves from the thrumming of a hundred pleading hearts in unison; what wheat fields cry out when absences are apparent and desperate mouths are praying into pillows late at night. This is the truth that is realized when mornings shot golden with sunlight do not pluck the beauty of dreams back into reality, but rather face the hollow space once occupied with life overflowing.

Some things in life cannot be replaced.

Some things are too precious to be created twice, but rather, are meant to be celebrated for the beauty so uniquely theirs. Some laughs cannot be recreated or mimicked or impersonated by even the silver throat of the mockingbird. Some souls are the Halley's comet of our generation, too wild to be contained, too stubborn to be slowed. These are the buried seashells with patterns of coral and ivory, the whorls of the tide rising up to mark their brand on the concrete shores of our lives. These are the flashes of simultaneous fire and ice, the freedom of wind-soaked hearts too beautiful to be categorized.

These are the spirits that are forever young and forever wild – reckless and stable, boundless and unbridled. Impetuous mustangs with crescent moons in their wake as they pound down wild moors; classic convertibles fishtailing around corners with music too loud. Untamed hearts anchored in family and friends, open flames throwing light on even the deepest of shadows. These are the contradictions and the unexplainable, the beauty and grace too whole for us to understand.

It is these we have been blessed most to touch, to know, to feel; it is these that we miss most once they are gone. These bursts of color and song, these platinum-threaded loves that are irreplaceable, invaluable, incomprehensible. These hearts too hot to hold, the ones that leave us too cold in their wake although their warmth lingers on. We are branded by their presence, forever changed by their existence. We are forged by their influence on our lives, strengthened and resolved by their example. We mourn their absence, we ache for our loss, but we keep their fire in us. We warm ourselves with their memory, and we remember, we always remember, that while they can never be replaced, can never be matched – their heart, their heat, their passion, these all live on: a north star to guide us home once more.

Gloria Jean Abrams Michael

July 22, 2010

To: Husband,children,grandchildren, but especially, Aunt Lib,Genie,Buddy,&Steve. I am so very sorry for your loss and you have my deepest sympathy.Comfort each other, take care of each other. Lean on the Lord. Your strength will come from Him. I love you all very much--Jeanie

July 22, 2010

Our thoughts and prayers are with your family.
Richard and Nancy Drakos,Flossie Strickland

Kelli Martin

July 21, 2010

This was my Aunt and a much loved member of our family. The last time I saw her was at my Grama's (her sister's) funeral, and I didn't get to properly tell her how much I loved her. My coldolences to Uncle Keith and the boys. Espically Granny Darlin and Aunt Jean, Uncle Buddy and Uncle Stevie.

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