Eddith A. Hester

20 octubre , 193710 septiembre , 2020
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Eddith Ann Smith Hester passed peacefully on to heaven September 10, 2020. She was born October 20, 1937 in Miami, Oklahoma to Edgar Lee & Edith Dellis Smith.

She was educated in the Oklahoma City Public Schools, graduating from Classen High School in 1955. She attended the University of Oklahoma for one year, finishing her undergraduate degree at Oklahoma City University. She furthered her education with a Master’s Degree from University of Central Oklahoma graduating cum laude (while being a devoted wife and mother).

Eddith married the love of her life, Ralph Hester, Jr, in 1955. They enjoyed 65 precious, adventurous and loving years together. They were blessed with two children, Dr. Ralph Hester III and Christy Hester Grigsby. She was “Mema” to four granddaughters who she adored and who adored her, Samantha Grigsby, Megan Grigsby, Zoe Hester & Sydney Hester.

She was preceded in death by her parents; brother, John Lee Smith; sister-in-law, Mary Smith; and parents-in-law, Bernard & Ithama Hester. She is survived by the previously mentioned loved ones, as well as two precious nephews, Mark Lee Smith and Stephen Gray Smith and their families, and numerous cherished friends.

She was a 50+ year member of Central Presbyterian Church where she was involved over the years as an elder, Sunday school teacher, youth group leader, women’s circle member, usher and more. She loved to volunteer and devoted many hours to the CARE Center, Mobile Meals, YWCA, a suicide prevention hotline and others.

She was a social butterfly and was a member of Monday Study Club, PEO, Hefner Women’s Nine Hole Golf Group, Sportsman’s Club, YMCA, several bridge clubs, several supper clubs and her “left hand lunch bunch”, just to name a few.

Eddith and Ralph loved to travel. Early family vacations included Hawaii, Mexico and countless ski trips. Empty nest adventures included golfing in Scotland, biking along the Danube while touring Germany and Switzerland, biking in New England and on the Nachez Trace, hiking in Ireland, hiking across England on the Wonderland trail around Mt. Ranier and in, across and out of the Grand Canyon. Once granddaughters came along vacations became focused on making amazing memories for their granddaughters with large family trips as well as incredibly special individual trips with each granddaughter.

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to St Jude’s Children's Hospital or the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (ASPCA) or any other children’s or animal charity you hold close to your heart.

Per her preference, a private family service was held at Memorial Park.

Those we love don’t go away. They walk beside us every day; unseen, unheard, but always near.

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Steve Lower

20 septiembre , 2020

Eddith and Ralph are the most wonderful couple. I'm so sorry you all are going through this, I know a Moms and Wifes hug lasts long after she lets go.

May the Lord bless you and keep you;
The Lord make His face shine down upon you,
And be gracious to you;
The Lord lift up His countenance upon you,
And give you peace.

Christy Grigsby

18 septiembre , 2020

A special thank you from our family to dear friend, Rev Dan Junkin for officiating and dear friend, Bruce Robertson for blessing the service with his musical talent.

Alice (Lay) Benton

14 septiembre , 2020

One of the sweetest, kindest, caring young ladies in our class was Miss Eddith! I treasure our friendship and feel fortunate to have known her. Loved her "dry" wit, also. Your son, Ralph, Jr., is also my doctor, Ralph. Rest in peace, Eddith. My sincere sympathy to the Hester family. Alice (Lay) Benton, Classen class of '55.

Perry Wootten

14 septiembre , 2020

She was a lovely lady, even in high school. Her personality and friendly manner was welcomed by all. May GOD bless her memory and her family!

Paul Coulter

13 septiembre , 2020

What a sweet girl. She was a member of the colorful three at Classen, blond, brunette and redhead. Sorrows to the Hester familly. Ralph Jr. Is our Dr.


Wedding Day; December 28, 1955


Wedding Day; December 28, 1955


Baby Eddith


Big brother John and baby Eddith


Dad Edgar, big brother John, and baby Eddith


Baby Eddith


If you met my mom, you wanted to be her friend. If my mom met you, she wanted to be your friend. You couldn’t not like her and she couldn’t not like you. That’s just who she was. She was the kindest, gentlest, most loving person I have ever met. If angels do walk among us, she most certainly was one.

She was born in 1937 to Edgar Lee and Edith Dellis Smith. They were educators and instilled a love of learning in her. She was a voracious reader and was in constant pursuit of gaining information. Sadly, I never knew them, but I have caught glimpses of their character in my mother throughout her life.

Although her young life had some tragedy, losing her father when she was a baby, you would never have known it. Her mother was strong. She raised my mother to be strong. She didn’t let that tragedy own her or define her or be a way to garner pity. She chose joy. Always.

Mom and dad met on a blind date. They were married at barely 18 and barely 19 on December 28, 1955. My sweet grandma used to say “if Eddith had been born in China, Ralph would have found her. They were meant to be.” They were truly meant to be. Their love story is unique, rare and beautiful. They stood behind their marriage vows to love, honor, and respect, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, until death do us part. But they didn’t just stand behind them because they said them at the alter on their marriage day, they stood behind them because them because they truly meant them and lived them every day.

Mom’s brother, eight years her senior, met an early passing like their father. This left a widow and two boys that my parents loved and adored. I never thought of my Aunt Mary as anything other than my own flesh and blood. And Mark and Steve were more than nephews to mom and dad.

My brother was born in 1964. I was born in 1968. My mom devoted herself to being the most amazing mom. She was the perfect balance of love, fun, teaching and discipline – she was warm and cuddly, but when necessary, wielded a flyswatter like no other.

My mom was incredibly intelligent and could do anything she put her mind to, including obtaining a bachelors degree and masters degree while still being a devoted wife and mother. It was important to her to have that sense of security and being able to support herself if necessary because of what happened to her mother. But we were so lucky that her true calling was to set the gold standard of supportive wife, loving mother, devoted homemaker - and my amazing father wanted that as well. She had her safety net if she needed it. She could have pursued and dominated a career. But she chose us. My dad, my brother and me. How lucky were we!

The empty nest years were blessed by many amazing adventures concocted by dad. Golfing in Scotland. Biking in Germany, Switzerland, New England & the Natchez Trace. Hiking in Ireland, across England, on the Wonderland Trail around Mt. Rainier and down into, across and out of the Grand Canyon.

Her crowning glory was grandmother to her 4 beautiful granddaughters. She loved those four girls more than anything. Always having some special trinket or memory or to share with them. They were treated to sleepovers, makeovers, special “granddaughter” areas in their house and the most heart warming, special vacations with grandma and grandpa.

I don’t know exactly when it happened, but at some point my mom and I transitioned from mom and daughter to mom and daughter and friends. We have enjoyed highs I am so thrilled to have shared with her and endured lows I couldn’t have made it through without her. Her own mother passed away when mom was about 30 and I had just been born. She didn’t get to have this later in life relationship with her mom, yet some how she just knew how to make it perfect.

Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control. My mom, Eddith Ann Smith Hester embodied the fruit of the spirit. She is an angel. I guess heaven had been without her long enough and was ready to have her back.

I love you little mama. Thank you for everything. You will be so incredibly missed. -Christy

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