Betty F. Milledge

With grace and quiet strength, Betty F. Milledge transitioned from labor to reward on September 13, 2025. Born on December 9, 1956, in Smithfield, Georgia, to the late Lee Arthur Milledge and Dollie Mae Milledge, Betty was a beloved daughter, sister, mother, grandmother, and friend whose life was rooted in faith, family, and service.

Raised in Hartford, Connecticut, Betty was a proud graduate of the Class of 1975 of Thomas Snell Weaver High School. She carried the values instilled in her Christian upbringing-faith, humility, and compassion-through every chapter of her life. Baptized at an early age, Betty understood the importance of having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ and lived out her faith with quiet devotion.

Betty held positions at Marshall's Department Store, Connecticut Bank and Trust, Alltel Mobile, and Walmart. In each role, she was known for her steady presence, kind spirit, and commitment to doing things right.

Betty was the loving mother of one son, Vashion Milledge, and daughter-in-love, Shun, of Albany, Georgia. She was the proud and devoted grandmother of A'Yani Milledge, her heart and soul. Through the loving union of her son Vashion and daughter-in-love Shun, she was also blessed with three bonus grandchildren, D'Andre Prince, Thomas Prince, and Ava Thomas; and two great grandchildren. Betty welcomed them with open arms and a full heart.

Betty was the first of her mother's children to be called home, a loss that echoes deeply through the family. Her beloved mother, Dollie Mae Milledge, remains living in Bloomfield, Connecticut, carrying the weight of this sorrow with the same quiet strength she passed down to her children. Betty was one of six siblings, each with their own special connection with her. Her sisters- Vicie Brooks of Hartford, Connecticut, Gussie Milledge of Bloomfield, Connecticut, Mary Hill (Anderson) of Franklinton, North Carolina, Wanda Milledge of Youngsville, North Carolina, and her brother Lorenzo Milledge of Manchester, Connecticut-shared stories, laughter, and the occasional debate that added richness to Betty's life. Though each relationship was unique, they were all woven with love, history, and the kind of understanding only siblings can share.

Betty shared a special dual bond with her cousin and Godbrother, William Jackson, Jr of Pocomoke City, Maryland. She was also a loving Godmother to Javon Milledge of Connecticut and Destiny Stewart of Georgia – relationships she cherished and nurtured with prayerful care.

To those who knew and loved her, Betty was affectionately called "Betty Fine." The name fit her perfectly: graceful, dignified, and always put together, inside and out. Whether she was dressed for Sunday service or tending her garden in house shoes, she carried herself with quiet elegance and a touch of sass. "Betty fine" wasn't just a nickname- it was a reflection of her spirit, her style, and the way she made others feel seen and special.

From the time she was a little girl, Betty was a fighter. Fearless and full of fire, she stood her ground with quiet confidence and a twinkle in her eye. Whether it was defending her siblings on the playground or speaking up when something wasn't right, Betty had a backbone of steel wrapped in grace.

Even in her final season, during her brief illness, that same spirit never wavered. She faced each day with courage, never complaining, never losing her faith. Her strength was not loud-it was steady. She reminded her family, even in silence, that resilience is a form of love. Betty didn't finch=not as a child, not as a woman, and not when it mattered most. She was our quiet warrior.

Betty's life was a living testimony to the phrase she held close: "But God." Whether facing childhood challenges, navigating life's ups and downs, or walking through her final days with quiet courage, she never lost sight of the One who carried her. When things looked uncertain, she'd simply say, "But God," and somehow peace would follow.

It wasn't just a saying- it was her spiritual signature. Her family knew that when Betty said those words, she was reminding them that no matter the circumstances, God had the final word. It was her way of lifting burdens, pointing to grace, and declaring victory even in the valley.

If Betty could leave us with one final encouragement, it would be simple and sure: "But God."

When the road gets heavy and the answers feel far away- But God.

When grief tries to settle in your bones - But God.

When you wonder how to carry on – But God.

She would remind us that every storm has a stillness waiting on the other side and every sorrow is held by a Savior who never lets go. Betty believed in miracles, in mercy, and in the kind of grace that shows up right on time. Her life was proof that even when things don't make sense, God is still working, still loving, still lifting.

So, walk forward with your head high and your heart open. Betty Fine would want you to live boldly, love deeply, and trust completely. Because no matter what comes…. But God.