Bobbie Sue Pedigo

She attended Glasgow High School in Glasgow, Kentucky. She was married in Corinth,Mississippi and married her high school sweetheart, Daniel Pedigo. They were married for 38 years before he passed away in 1992.

In her early years, she worked for Indiana Bell and later, she spent time working at The Brown Derby Restaurant in Indianapolis, where her friendly smile and caring nature made everyone feel welcome.

She was preceded in death by her mother Virginia Howell, her husband, Daniel Pedigo, and her brother, Ken Howell. She is survived by her daughter, Kim (Mike) Trent, her son, Scott (Terri) Pedigo and grandchildren,Lauren (Caleb) Hintz, Daniel (Adri) Pedigo, Lizzy (Aidan) Mellon, and Grant (Erin) Pedigo. She is also survived by her beloved two great-grandsons (Noah and Levi), who never failed to make her smile.

Bobbie Sue had a gift for turning ordinary moments into lifelong memories. She loved nothing more than cooking giant meals for her family, preparing for days to make sure everyone’s favorite dish was on the table. Her kitchen was the heart of every gathering — filled with laughter, silly stories and the smell of something delicious in the oven. Among her many specialties was her famous fried chicken and her legendary butterscotch pies.

A passionate sports fan, she could be found cheering for her teams no matter the season. She was always the loudest supporter on the sidelines for her grandchildren’s games; she was known to heckle the refs when necessary. One of her proudest moments was attending the Colts Super Bowl in Miami, an experience she talked about for years afterward. She was a Colts season ticket holder for decades.

She had an incredible eye for hidden treasures, delighting in the hunt for bargains at garage sales and thrift stores. She had a knack for spotting the perfect item that “looked just like you,” and she never missed the chance to proudly share the great deal she got on it. Her gift wrapping was an art all of its own; with a gift closet full of bows, ribbons and wrapping paper for every occasion.

At home, Bobbie took pride in keeping everything neat, clean, and beautifully organized. Her home and garden was always warm and welcoming, a reflection of her care and love. Bobbie had a sharp mind and rarely started a morning without a crossword puzzle. Thoughtful to her core, she loved sending handwritten letters and mailing newspaper clippings to family and friends of articles that reminded her of them. Her kindness extended to animals as well. Throughout her life, she cared for countless pets, including cats, dogs, fish, and even a bunny. Each one was loved and spoiled in true Bobbie Sue fashion, adding warmth and companionship to her home.

Bobbie Sue’s quick wit and colorful sayings were unforgettable. She had a way of making everyone laugh with her one-of-a-kind expressions — whether she was shaking her head after a terrible basketball shot and yelling, “you couldn’t hit a bull with a base fiddle,” or describing a confusing situation as being “lost as an Easter egg in tall grass.” Her family still smiles remembering her favorite phrases like “hauling eggs” in reference to slow drivers and waving goodbye from her front porch as she shouts, “don’t take any wooden nickels.” Her playful spirit, humor and warmth will live on in the stories she leaves behind.

The family would like to thank Wellbrooke of Avon, the assisted living facility where she lived her final couple of years. The staff showered her and our family with immense loving care and friendship.

Family and friends are invited to attend a visitation showing, at Little and Sons, 4901 E Stop 11 Road, on Sunday, November 9 from 4-8. Tuesday, November 11, visitation begins at 9 with the funeral beginning at 10:30.

In lieu of flowers, please consider making a donation in Bobbie Sue’s honor to Wellbrooke of Avon.