Tom and I are so sorry to tell you like this, our mother Mary Pettit died Wednesday, 5 February 2020 at home sitting on her bed. She had many friends that I'll never know or be able to tell thank you for being in her life. She missed the people she met, knew and worked with, and would want you to know she loved you. She had spent the weekend with me and my family in Springfield watching Superbowl LIV. Our Chiefs won! I think she was as happy as I can remember.
She spent the day with me and Shonnie Saturday, singing karaoke with me and Phil at Phil and Sheila's Saturday night. It was her first time doing karaoke ever. Then on Sunday she went to church with us, then later helped me mark where we were going to plant some trees this spring. She was so excited to see the Chiefs win Superbowl LIV and talked about going to the games with me after I retire. I drove her back to Isabella, MO on Monday and said goodbye, but as a good mama's boy, I texted her when I landed on my way back to DC. She was always encouraging and helpful.
I texted with her Tuesday afternoon around 3:30. She said she felt sick and had spent the day yesterday reading and resting but was doing well. She may have had a heart attack or stroke, we probably won’t know. What I do know for sure is she was happy, always positive, and healthy. She loved cooking, going places (didn't matter where), and helping people. She loved talking to her sisters Dorothy, Lorie, and Cathy, and visiting with Dorothy Upton and Ned and all of our Bull Shoals Lake friends! She was looking forward to going to the Kiss concert in Springfield with me, Shonnie, Sheila and Phil in two weeks (she took me to my first concert ever when I was 16). She was a good, always ready (but almost always late) and fun mom.
Tom and I are starting this Mary P Pettit Memorial Scholarship Fund so that Lutie High School graduating Seniors can apply for and go to a two-year or four-year technical school, college, or university. My mother only went to two years of school, having grown up in the years after WWII. She met my dad while he was stationed in the Navy in California. He moved her to Missouri and far away from the ability to attend the rest of her college. She raised two good boys, and helped raise her grandson. Every night after work, sometimes arriving home as late as 8pm, she helped her boys and later grandson, finish their homework. Although she didn't attend Lutie High School, she "went" to Lutie for a combined total of 24 years. She watched many basketball games, plays, and ceremonies. She knew the teachers and administration. She would want to give back to the community.