Mrs. Norma Ann McPhail

Norma Ann McPhail, of Wichita, KS passed from this world on December 19, 2018. She was exactly one month shy of her 98th birthday. Norma was born to William John and Nancy Ann (Pompy) Anderson, in Amour, South Dakota on January 19, 1921. She was preceded in death by several family members and friends- as well as her loving husband, Leslie John McPhail-- and 3 of her sons: David, Kenneth, and Warren McPhail, all of KS. She is survived by one son: John (Norman) McPhail and his wife Ruth, of KS; one brother: Robert Anderson, of KS; two daughter-in-laws: Louise McPhail, and Sharron McPhail; nieces: Mary Espinoza and husband, Johnny, and family; Sarah Jane Davis, and husband, Troy, and family; and several other relatives and loved ones-- including 13 living grandchildren: Leslie, David, Kris, Lisa, Karen, Kenny, Julie, Kurt, Matt, Dennis, Aaron, Brooke, and Courtney; and several great, and great great grandchildren. ("Holy Mackerel!", as she would often say.) She was loved and adored by many, whose lives she touched in various ways. She was known for her caring and compassionate heart, her razor sharp wit, her kindness to all, and her wicked sense of humor. She was a listening ear, a keeper of secrets, and a true friend. Many, that knew and loved her, could say she was the one true constant in their lives. She leaves behind those who both celebrate her existence, and mourn the loss of her light on this Earth. She will be missed. Burial will be at White Chapel Cemetery in Wichita, KS, next to her beloved husband, Leslie. Supermarket Flowers Ed Sheeran I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill I threw the day old tea from the cup Packed up the photo album Matthew had made Memories of a life that's been loved Took the get well soon cards and stuffed animals Poured the old ginger beer down the sink Dad always told me, "don't you cry when you're down" But mum, there's a tear every time that I blink Oh I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up, but I know A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved So I'll sing Hallelujah You were an angel in the shape of my mum When I fell down you'd be there holding me up Spread your wings as you go And when God takes you back we'll say Hallelujah You're home I fluffed the pillows, made the beds, stacked the chairs up Folded your nightgowns neatly in a case John says…