She was a teller of bawdy jokes...and she always laughed at them which made us laugh even harder. She was a singer of songs. She had the best dimples when she smiled, which was often. She was full of mischief and fun. Tales say that she surely knew how to roll a house back in the day. She never married. She had no children...oh, wait...she had children everywhere who loved her and whom she loved. They did not have to be related to her and their color made not one bit of difference. She was the champion of the underdog. She had a wealth of friends from the famous to the not-so. She was always ready and eager to help. When you look in a dictionary for the definition of "she'd give you the shirt off her back," you would find Helen's picture, for she would give you anything she had that you needed. She loved God and Jesus and I don't mean in the way of those who talk a good talk but never walk the good walk. She left this leg of her eternal journey today to step into the next...I believe into the arms of Jesus. She will be missed.
I have heard people say that "only so many have died in Tennessee of Covid-19, and that's not very many." When it is someone you know and love who spent days in the hospital on a ventilator surrounded by gifted and caring medical folks, but not their own folks, every one is one too many.
I have no doubt that Helen is entertaining the heavenly hosts with some "cleaned up" jokes and beautiful songs. She is well and whole and happy and knows the answers to all life's mysteries. She will be remembered at lunches and Christmas parties and any other time that members of the 1970 graduating class of Isaac Litton High School gather. Go rest high, Helen. You are dearly loved.
