Margaret Louise Mitchell's Obituary
Margaret Louise Mitchell, age 80, of Austell passed away June 25, 2017. Margaret was preceded in death by her siblings, Roy Windham and Vivian Thomas; and grandchildren, Cory Mitchell and Andy Mitchell. She is survived by her husband, Donald Wayne Mitchell, Sr.; children, Diane (Joel) Bosch of Marietta, Wayne (Lorie) Mitchell of Murfreesboro, TN, and John Paul Mitchell of Austell; grandchildren, Michael Bell, Christopher Bell, Melissa Munchen, John Mitchell, Jennifer Mitchell, Johnathan Adams, Jessica Mitchell, Mitch Mitchell, Jordon Mitchell, and Quinn Mitchell; great grandchildren, Michael James, Brianna, Emily, Shay, Bruce, Liberty, Landen, Issac, Makayla, Eli, John Curtis, Silas, James, and Lukas; and siblings, Hewell Windham, Raymond Windham, and Alan Windham. Funeral services will be held Friday, June 30, 2:00 PM at Davis-Struempf Chapel with John Mitchell officiating. Interment will follow the service at Sunrise Memorial Gardens. The family will receive friends on Thursday from 4:00 to 8:00 PM at Davis-Struempf Funeral Home. In lieu of flowers, you may makes donations to: http://www.targetdayton.com/ (Leave note for Pastor Mark that's says "The Mitchell's"). If you wish to mail a check, mail to: P.O. Box 4636, Dayton, OH 45401 (with "The Mitchell's in the memo line).
Sweet Tea and Sunshine
by Katurah Barr
“Come right in,” she said, and offered sweet tea
Darkened with baking soda, then asked, “Have you eaten?”
She hugged me tight, asked how I was,
Listened to me recount my joys, my woes.
Then part of my story triggered a thought
Of days gone by, a struggle endured, a battle fought.
I leaned back in my chair, as her tale unfolded,
With dates, people, and places galore.
Some of them I know, many I do not,
Then in the middle somewhere, (uncle) Donald speaks up.
But not for long, for in a moment or two,
She declares to Donald, “No it was not in 1972!”
Then he concedes, “Have it your way, my Dear.
I know I remembered the correct place and the year.”
She’d fill in each chat with her thoughts for the day,
Describing her happiness at new photos on display.
Always adding how she hoped for a call,
A letter, a visit, any contact at all.
She spoke of who was doing well, and those who were not,
Always mentioning the prayers she daily sent up.
Then without fail, in a hushed tone she wondered
If the Good Lord would care if she shared someone’s blunder,
All her hopes for the future for those she loved as her own,
And like a true Southern Belle she ended with, “Bless her bones.”
What’s your fondest memory of Margaret?
What’s a lesson you learned from Margaret?
Share a story where Margaret's kindness touched your heart.
Describe a day with Margaret you’ll never forget.
How did Margaret make you smile?
