Vera Jeanette Lockaby Betts
November 28, 1930 ~ December 16, 2015
Born in:
Greenville, SC
Resided in:
Avondale Estates, GA
Vera Jeanette Lockaby Betts went to be with the Lord on Wednesday, December 16, 2015. She was preceded in death by her parents, Hovie and Anna Loveland Lockaby; her sister, Emma Lou Bayne; and her two brothers, John and Harrison Lockaby. She is survived by her daughter, Lisa Betts Reeves, and grandson, Robert Laws Reeves, III, of Atlanta; and several nieces and nephews in South Carolina.
A devout Christian, Vera cherished her church family at Scott Boulevard Baptist Church in Decatur. Her life was enriched by her relationships with friends and neighbors in the Condominium of Avondale Estates. A memorial service will be held at 2:00 p.m. Saturday, December 19, 2015 at Rutland Chapel, Decatur First Baptist Church, 308 Clairemont Avenue, Decatur, GA 30030 with the Reverend Greg Smith officiating. In lieu of flowers, donations to Scott Boulevard Baptist Church or Autism Speaks are sincerely appreciated.
Lisa
My prayers and thoughts are with you and your family during this time.
Take care- Gail Haubenestel ( co-worker of Lisa Reeves)
I’m so sorry for your loss. I would love to leave a loving encouraging thought. Jehovah hates death; he views it as an enemy. ( 1 Corinthians 15:26) He has ” a yearning” to conquer that enemy, to undo death by means of the resurrection. He longs to bring back those who are in his memory and to see them live on earth again.- Job 14:14,15.
Hahaha! You are famous! And I’ve alautcly got a draft started for a entry just about you two, since we had quite a few fun adventures together I’ll e-mail ya when I get a chance to post it. And believe it or not I’m almost half-way through the book!! I was a bit nervous at first about having enough time (especially when I saw the size of that thing!), but I think it’s going to work out. Yay!
I was Aunt Vera’s niece; she and my father, Harrison Lockaby, were siblings. She was a lovely woman and made me my first German Chocolate Cake when she and Uncle Chuck were living in O’Fallon, IL. My dad and I drove from Iowa to O’Fallon to visit. When we got back home I had such a feeling of homesickness that I cried in my daddy’s lap. She had a knack for “Southern Hospitality” and made me feel so welcome and loved.
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