* When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. *

Ma, not a day goes by that I don’t feel your presence. I hear your words of wisdom in the choices I make, and I see your influence in the lessons and traditions I now pass on to my children. My work ethic and the way I show up for others — all of it is rooted in you. I feel you in my love of plants and gardening, in the joy I get from decorating my home, and the pride I take in creating a warm, welcoming space. One of the highest compliments I received was when a first-time visitor to my home said it would be “Shirley approved.” Each day, the seeds you planted in me continue to grow in new ways. As I move through adulthood, my respect and appreciation for the woman and mother you were only deepens. I understand more now — the strength it took, the choices you made, the sacrifices you carried quietly. I am forever grateful for the village of family and friends you surrounded us with, the community you opened my world to, and the love you made sure I always felt.  ~Ingrid

Ma, you were my biggest supporter and strongest advocate. You always told me that I could do anything and be whomever I wanted to be if I set my mind to it. At times, I thought those were simply the words a mother says to encourage her son and keep him on the right path. But as I grew older, I realized you truly believed every word of it. And because you believed in me so deeply, I learned to believe in myself. That gift is something I will carry with me forever. I am endlessly grateful to have had you not only as my mother, but also as my best friend. Your love, faith, and guidance shaped the person I am today, and your presence will remain in my heart always. ~Derek.

Some of my most memorable moments from childhood were the times we would go to Granny’s house to visit. I remember the drive it’d take to get there. I remember the strawberry farm(?) nearby that she’d take us to pick fruit. I remember waking up to peaches soaked in sugar overnight for breakfast. I remember how beautiful her garden was. I remember decorating all 3 Christmas trees when we would go to hers for the holidays. I remember the JET magazines in the downstairs bathroom. I remember how much pride she took in caring for her home and her family. Granny was stern, but playful. I always remembered thinking she had such an expressive face. She was assertive, sure of herself, and independent. She was stylish, educated, and steadfast in her beliefs. I was, and still am, so lucky to be able to have grown up with such a strong figure in my corner. I will choose to remember her this way. ~Chaz

Whenever we visited Granny, a few things were guaranteed: we’d come back a few pounds heavier from all the good cooking, we’d be all around town visiting family, friends, and neighbors both old and new, and wherever we went, be prepared to stand by while she struck up a conversation with a stranger — typically of an encouraging or enlightening nature. I remember being a little girl, starting the morning off with her over a mug of coffee and a newspaper. She had me sprinkling sugar on my peaches, strawberries, and cereal, and she introduced me to coffee ice cream. Grocery store runs were my favorite because she would let us pick out a treat. Her beds were always decorated so beautifully they hardly looked like they were meant for sleeping. I used to make a real effort to memorize exactly how the pillows were arranged, but whenever I tried to remake the bed, I never quite got it right. After the long drive down to Suffolk, it was always a comfort to finally turn onto her street and spot that brown brick home — and even more comforting to see her come to the door and welcome us with a smile or a witty remark. Growing up, I always loved to draw, and while most people leaned into the starving artist” stereotype, she encouraged me and gave me the confidence to believe I could one day be successful as an artist. She was proud of our artwork and hung it throughout her home. These are just a few of the many memories I have of Granny. Granny, thank you for your guidance, your support, and your loving and kind nature. Thank you for the wisdom and light you sprinkled onto everyone you encountered — for never passing a stranger without leaving them a little better than you found them, and for making every room you entered feel warmer simply by being in it. ~Lamar

Shirley and I had been friends since our schooldays at Thomas Hunter School. We were together in several high school organizations, including the French Club, the Business Club, the Band, and the Choral Club while I served as the pianist. I remember Shirley’s outstanding performance on the Girls Basketball team as well. Through the years we maintained our friendship. For the past several years I missed our telephone conversations but stayed connected through her daughter and son as her health deteriorated. May Shirley Rest in Peace as her family treasures precious memories of their dear mother and grandmother. Blessings for all who loved her.
~ Lovingly Submitted by Brenda Tonkins Reed

I met Shirley when we worked together in the Psychology Department at Norfolk State University in the late seventies. We became close friends; however, as time went on, she was more like a big sister to me. Even though she moved to other areas in the University, she continued to give me guidance, support and encouragement. She had the ability to listen, understand, without judgment, and gave me feedback in a caring and loving way. Shirley’s contributions and dedication to Norfolk State were extraordinary. She believed that education meant power and went over and beyond her job expectations to support the mission and growth of the University. Her deep commitment to enriching the lives of her colleagues, students, faculty, and administrators will be remembered. She was highly respected by the University community. Through the years Shirley touched the lives of many people around her. She had a way of lighting up a room with her warmth, grace, confidence, humor, and kindness. Bringing people together, whether it was hosting gatherings, parties or celebrations, was one of the things that was so special about Shirley. She enjoyed putting smiles on people’s faces.

I thank God that Shirley has been a part of my life, and I will cherish her friendship forever. ~Linda Stubbs