Rebecca Ramirez Avila

She was born in San Antonio in 1945 to Melida and Roberto Ramirez, who she loved to travel and spend quality time with. Her parents bought her first car, being a little red corvette that she loved and was so grateful for. She attended Providence High school before getting her masters degree at Our Lady Of the Lake University. She would then go on to pursue her career as a speech therapist at NISD.

Rebecca and Alfredo couldn’t wait to start a family of their own, and their children meant the world to them. Troy, Marcus, Adrianna, James, and Kristin. Though she loved painting, cooking, and gardening, Rebecca’s favorite role was that as a grandparent. She treasured her time with her grandkids and loved being their granny pants, never failing to take them to the zoo or go to catch fish with their hands to put in the front yard pond she made, or go to feed the ducks.

She loved to take a break from her daily responsibilities to make a baked potato and sit at the trampoline to eat lunch with her grandbabies, or make a garden the deer ate every year. Everyone who knew Rebecca knew how much she loved to do DIY projects and decorate for holidays and just decorate and paint her house in general. Like the time she really wanted a pond in her backyard and had Troy dig a big hole in the ground and never filled it and then always joked that it was her husband’s grave, you could even see it on every update of google earth. Or the time she spray painted Adrianna’s basketball pink for her team the Pink Panthers and it was so heavy it wouldn’t bounce.

Rebecca will always be remembered for her contagious laugh, yummy family gatherings, and the way that she always took care of her house and took pride in it. She had a lot of phrases most of them inappropriate to quote but One phrase we’ll always imagine hearing her say before she left the house was “and we’re off, in a cloud of dust, and a hi ho silver away!” one more time.

We couldn’t have asked for a better Mom, grandma, and wife. We will miss Rebecca every day but her memory will live on in the hearts of all those who loved her. Don’t worry mom, we will continue to adjust the heater and the air conditioner just to make dad mad.