Olivera Watson

Olivera Watson, age 78, of Houston, Texas was called home to be with the Lord on February 9th, 2013. She was born August 31st, 1934 in Gilmore, Arkansas. She was the daughter of the late Marion Howard and Lillie Mae Howard. She loved family, social gatherings, watching television (the Food Network Channel, sports and western shows), chit-chatting on the telephone, and last but certainly not least, eating Chinese buffet. Although she was not a world traveler, she enjoyed making her annual trip to Detroit, Michigan to spend time with her sister Mamie Robinson. In recent years, physical limitations prohibited her from making her annual trip to visit her sister. She spent her life working inside the home doing her best to help raise eight children and holding down a full time job. She worked all her life. She was fortunate to retire and has been retired for the past twelve years. She was a member of St. John Baptist Church of Marked Tree, Arkansas until recent years when she joined Greater Missionary Baptist Church of Detroit, Michigan. In early 2002, she moved to Houston, Texas where she lived until GOD called her home.

She is preceded in death by two husbands; Sterling Ivy Jr. and James (PaPa Sonny) Watson, her son Ralph L. Ivy, her daughter Beatrice M. Ivy and 5 grandchildren. In loving Memory she is survived by : Mamie Robinson - (Sister) Detroit, MI Beverly F. Ivy - Kozel -(Daughter) Minneapolis, MN Maxine Thibault - (Daughter) Houston, TX Carol A. Pugh - (Daughter) Houston, TX Carla Cleland -(Daughter) Harrisburg, PA Reggie Ivy - (Son) Houston, TX Lisa R. Combs - (Daughter) Richmond, TX. She is survived by four Son - in - Laws: Frank Andrew Pugh Sr. - Houston, TX Harold Rex Combs III - Richmond, TX Brian D. Thibault - Houston, TX Donald Newton Cleland - Harrisburg, PA. She is also survived by a host of nieces, nephews, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Rest easy and we love you. We sat beside your bedside, our hearts were crushed and sore; we did our best to the end, ‘Til we could do no more. In tears we watched you sinking, we watched you fade away; and though our hearts were breaking, we knew you could not stay. You left behind some aching hearts, that loved you most sincere; we never shall and never will forget you Mother dear. Gone but Not Forgotten!