Vivienne Kaye Jackson

she was born August 12, 1947 in Chatham, VA , the daughter of the late Daniel McElheney and Vivienne Bullington Jackson and died during the morning hours of February 1, 2012 at Johnston Willis Hospital where a skilled and compassionate team of Medical Professionals did all in their power to reverse what proved and irrevirsiable condition.

A Memorial service will be held at 2 pm February 6 in the Chapel of the Virginia Veterans Cemetery at Amelia, VA. Where she will be interred. Funeral arrangements were made through the Huguenot Chapel, Woody Funeral Home.

Survivors include daughters Carrington P. Donnelly and Catherine T. Kurdirka; grandchildren T. Jackson Earhardt and Graceful P. Perkinson; step daughters Susan K. Elliott and Amy L. Elliott; Step grandchildren Jacob Sauer, Carie Holmes and Evan Holmes and Husband of 26 years, Milton J. Elliott III.

To define Kaye would be like attempting to bottle a ray of Sunshine or capture the wind within the palm of one's hand. She possessed an indomitable will, extraordinary tenacity and perservance and, above all, a keen sense of humor virtues That enabled her to overcome difficult moments and some as an inspiration for others.

She enjoyed a career in radio ( WRVA, WLEE, WCVE) for nearly 40 years where her creativity proved exceptional. At home in Chesterfield County, her talents as horticulturist( when she planted, always it flourished), landscape architect, interior designer, and culinary genius remain on display.

Yet above all, Kaye's intellectual capacity and curiosity were limitless; she was conversant on topics ranging from medicine, to the middle ages, extremely well read and her prose brilliant. Her love of and ability to speak with, both feline and canine pets was incomparable. Throughout, she believed her primary mission was to make others laugh, without exception she could coax the most dour individual to, at most an audible guffaw or at least a visible smile. Kaye's relationship with the whimsical is well documented... hope, that wasn't a heaven quake, it was God's hearty laughter... Kaye just flew past.