of Mountain Home, AR
February 6, 1933 - November 21, 2022
Mary Virginia Ritter, age 89, died at her home in Mountain Home, Arkansas, on Monday, November 21, 2022. She was born on February 6, 1933 in Dexter, Missouri to Edward Robb and Lillian Lucille Inks Hensley. On April 30, 1980, she married Willis ''Tex'' E. Ritter. They moved to Mountain Home in 1984 from Washington, Illinois.Mrs. Ritter was a member of the Hill 'N Hollow Quilters Guild and St. Peter the Fisherman Catholic Church.Survivors are: one daughter: Susan E. (Robert) Ruby, Dallas, Texas; one son: Robb D. (Lavina) Brennecke, Kent, Washington; two step-daughters: Patricia K. Hartzell, Morton, Illinois, and Pamela S. (Rick) Brown, Belvidere, Illinois; one sister: Martha C. Lyons, Fairhope, Alabama; one grandson: Daniel P. Brennecke, Mountlake Terrace, Washington; three step-grandchildren; six step-great-grandchildren; and five biological nieces and nephews: Carolyn, William, Mary Lee; Douglas, and Diana.She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband: Willis E. Ritter; first husband: Lloyd G. Brennecke; one son, Steven M. Brennecke; and one brother, Edward L. Hensley.A Graveside Service will be at a later date at the Glendale Cemetery of Washington, Illinois. Memorials may be made to a charity of the donor's choice.The family thanks Roller Funeral Home in Mountain Home for their help with the arrangements.
Queen Mary. My favorite lawn customer. Worked for her many years. Enjoyed her company and sodas on her front porch just about every time I was there. Whatever I did was okay with her. Never complained. We certainly will miss her.
I have so many childhood memories of my family visiting Arkansas to see my grandpa (Willis) and Mary. I can still vividly remember falling asleep to the sounds of the adults playing card games in the kitchen. I really miss those days. I hope that you are at peace, Mary. You will be missed.
Mary loved us and we loved her. She was a wonderful step-mother and we had many great times. She was an excellent quilter and sewed with great love of colors and precision. We miss you, Mary. Rest in peace.
So very sorry for your loss. Knew Mary from her days in Hill 'N Hollow Quilters Guild. She alwaysattended the quilt show. She was always smiling.
Your mother is always with youâ€¦sheâ€™s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the streetâ€¦the smell of certain foods you rememberâ€¦the flowers you pick.Sheâ€™s the cool hand on your brow when youâ€™re not feeling wellâ€¦your breath in the air on a cold wintersâ€™ dayâ€¦the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleepâ€¦the colors of a rainbow.She is Christmas morning.Your mother lives inside your laughter.Sheâ€™s the place you come from, your first home.Sheâ€™s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy.But nothing on Earth can separate you.Not time.Not space.Not even death. - Deborah CulverMom, I will forever cherish the overwhelming feeling of love I felt when we hugged and our arms were wrapped around each other. I will miss the look of your eyes and your beautiful smile. I will miss you saying my name. And I will never forget how great it felt when you said â€œI love youâ€, and I said â€œI love you too Momâ€. Now you are an angel among angels.Robb Your #1 Son
I am sorry to hear of Maryâ€™s passing. When I visualize her face is was always laughing. I simply loved her as a dear friend. She was always full of joy and laughter. I feel so fortunate to have known her. My sympathies to her family.
LARKIn the hour that has no friendsabove ityou become yourselfvoiceblackstar burning in cold heavenspeaking well of itas it falls from youupwardFireby daywith no countrywhere and at what heightcan it beginI the shadowsinging Ithe lightâ€” W. S. Merwin, from â€œThe Carrier of Laddersâ€ (1974)In loving memory of my mother,fiber artist, reader, and fellow dog paddler,who shiningly became herself.Godspeed, Mum.Susan