OBITUARY

Lucille "Jennett" Marshall

March 11, 1938June 17, 2019

Lucille Jennett Marshall, 81, of Hiawassee, GA, passed away peacefully on June 17, 2019. Services for Jennett will be held at H.M. Patterson & Son Funeral Home Oglethorpe Hill Chapel in Brookhaven, GA, on Wednesday June 26th at 11:00am. The family will receive friends on Tuesday June 25th from 5:00pm to 8:00pm. Jennett is survived by her devoted husband of 63 years, Lawrence “Red” Marshall; brother David Pursell and wife Dot of Jacksonville, FL; Sister-in-law Patricia Ferguson of Temple, TX; 3 Daughters: Kay Klutchko and husband Dave of Harvey’s Lake, PA, Melanie Watson and husband Joe of Kennesaw, GA, and Beverly VanMiddlesworth and husband Marc of Peachtree Corners, GA; 2 Grandsons: Howard Whiteley of Meshoppen, PA, and Jared VanMiddlesworth of Peachtree Corners, GA; Great-Grandson Jayden Whiteley of Meshoppen, PA; and several nieces and nephews.

Services

  • Visitation Tuesday, June 25, 2019
  • Funeral Service Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Memories

Lucille "Jennett" Marshall

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Jack Whiteley

June 26, 2019

My Grandma.

When you ask someone about their grandparents they often express having a couple. Even though i had 2 grandmothers, only one was "MY GRANDMA". I do not have a lot of childhood memories to express, however i do have the emotion and the feeling that my grandmother gave to me.

She always made me feel Loved. She was always Warm and Welcoming and I will deeply miss her. My condolences go out to my Grandpa, Aunts and Mother, and to her friends and family.

All My Love,

Jack Howard Whiteley

Marc Van Middlesworth

June 25, 2019

I have been a part of the Marshall clan for almost 23 years. I fell in love with their baby girl, Beverly, and then it was time to meet the parents.

Red and Jennett welcomed me into their home and family. Needless to say, I soon fell in love with them, too. We would sometimes spend hours at the dinner table or back porch just talking and enjoying each other. Jennett was very quiet most of the time, but she always made me feel at home.

I especially remember the time during the last solar eclipse that I had with just Jennett and me. We chose to hang out in the shade at the house while the rest of the family went across the bridge to the neighborhood gathering. We were getting hot, so Jennett headed into the house for popsicles. She and I had a wonderful time, just chatting and enjoying popsicles together. She really opened up in conversation, and I got to know this very special woman much better and to appreciate her even more.

I will truly miss Jennett, but I am happy for her journey to heaven. I know that she is looking over us all right now.

Good-bye, Jennett.
You are indeed loved by many!

Marc

Kelvin Kelly

June 23, 2019

I always remember Mrs. Marshall as part of my high school memories. Whether I was at Beverly's house in Lilburn to watch a video (Mr. Marshall always had the latest technology. They had both beta and vhs video players and a huge selection of movies!), or to watch the premiere of Michael Jackson's Thriller, or play Trivial Pursuit, or use the computer with the cool dot matrix printer(we didn't have a computer at my house) or just to hang out by the pool, Mrs. Marshall was always so warm and friendly. She might have thought, "man this kid spends a lot of time over here", but she always made me feel like I was welcome and belonged. Later it was the same as she welcomed me to her homes in Doraville and Hiawassee. When I think of Mrs. Marshall I always picture her smiling. It makes me feel good now remembering that smile. I'm going to pay tribute to her this week and try to be kinder to people and smile more. It might just make the world a better place. I know Mrs. Marshall sure did.

Kelvin Kelly

Melanie Watson

June 23, 2019

My Mom – What a great role model.

Looking back, I remember all the lessons she taught us just by being herself. She exemplified commitment, gentleness and most of all love. Her strength was something I admire and will remember, always. How much I have tried to learn by her example! I am so blessed to have had the opportunity to be with her in her final days and to be able to tell her what she meant to me. Her kind spirit will always be with me and I will keep our last days together in my heart, forever. I am honored to have known her, not only as my mother but also as a friend.

Mom it is hard to believe I will never again be able to pick up the phone to call you and just chat. Listening to daddy recall memories of you, like when you first met and your early years together makes my heart break for his loss - but I am so very thankful you are no longer in pain; no longer dealing with the daily tribulations of your failing body. I know you are in heaven looking down on us, still loving us and still guiding us as only you can. Mom I love you, I miss you and look forward to the day when we are all together again in our Fathers’ house.

Dave Klutchko

June 23, 2019

A Beautiful Heart,
Sadly, my conversations and interactions with mom have been minimal compared with all of you who are immediate family members. I can say this however.... I have never met a sweeter, more generous soul. I firmly believe that Almighty God has a grand reward in store for all those who clearly have loving and kind dispositions...those with Beautiful Hearts... like Jennett Marshall.

“Do not be amazed at this, for a time is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice and come out—those who have done what is good will rise to live..."
John 5:28-29 New International Version (NIV)

Job, a good man who was favored by God said:
"If someone dies, will they live again?
All the days of my hard service
I will wait for my renewal[a] to come."
Job 14:14 New International Version (NIV)

Mom's "renewal" is a promise from the Almighty.

kay klutchko

June 23, 2019

So many of my memories of Mama are related to food: I remember the early morning bacon and egg breakfasts, sometimes even with grits!... I remember how even when she got an ulcer and could only eat boiled chicken, she would still make a delicious meal for the rest of us… I remember how much I loved her fried okra, which we called “fried grasshoppers” (and I still call them that!) …I recall how whenever I would come to visit, she always knew to make an extra gallon of sweet tea, just for me…and I feel sorrow when I realize how I will miss her watermelon rind pickles.
But I also remember fondly how she instilled in me a love of other things – needlework, but especially crochet…puzzles – all kinds of crossword and other puzzles…
And piano. I believe it broke her heart when I chose to take clarinet lessons instead of continuing my piano lessons, a decision I regret to this day.
Mama was always a kind and gentle soul, a candle in the dark moods, and a tissue when I wept.
I miss her sorely, for now. And I rejoice in the happy day, soon, when I will welcome her again, to a paradise earth filled with beauty and peace. She will fit right in.

Kay Klutchko

June 23, 2019

Life, like a mist, appears for just a day,
Then disappears tomorrow.
All that we are can quickly fade away,
Replaced with tears and sorrow.
If a man should die, can he live again?
Hear the promise God has made:

He will call; The dead will answer.
They will live at his command.
For he will have a longing
For the work of his own hand.
So have faith, and do not wonder,
For our God can make us stand.
And we will live forever,
As the work of his own hand.

Friends of our God, though they may pass away,
Will never be forsaken.
All those asleep who in God’s mem’ry stay,
From death he will awaken.
Then we’ll come to see all that life can be:
Paradise eternally.

He will call; The dead will answer.
They will live at his command.
For he will have a longing
For the work of his own hand.
So have faith, and do not wonder,
For our God can make us stand.
And we will live forever,
As the work of his own hand.

Dennis DeGraaf

June 22, 2019

I knew Mrs Marshall through my great and precious friend, Beverly, her daughter.

I recall on several occasions when visiting Beverly that her mom prepared delicious home-cooked meals that were a joy to experience as a single person away from my own family who lived in Florida.

I will always cherish the sweet memories of visiting the Marshall's home and their kindness to me.

Dennis

Beverly Van Middlesworth

June 20, 2019

Mom was the best friend I've ever had or ever will again: she always had a comforting ear to lend me during my troubles; she always had a hug or a kind word to lift my spirits; and she was special in seeing the special person inside of me when I felt of low self-esteem.
There is actually no way to list here all the ways she has loved me and given to me throughout my life, but here of a few of my many special memories of Mom...
* She would wake me every school day at 4:30 a.m. and let me sit quietly beside her eating a hot, delicious breakfast before she headed off to her early morning Post Office job. Yes, it was really early in the morning, but it was a ritual I rarely missed because I couldn't imagine starting a day without that time with my loving mom at the beginning of each challenging school day.
* When I was young, I would sit on the floor at the end of her chair as she reclined, and I would just stare at her toes for long periods of time! I was truly fascinated because they were always wiggling! (O.k., admittedly, I've watched with fascination during my adulthood as well.)
* While she worked at the Lilburn Post Office, Mom took me on her conference trips to Maine, Iowa, and Savannah, Ga. My first plane trip and first Chick-fil-A sandwich were during one of these trips.

O my Comforter in sorrow,
my heart is faint within me.
Jeremiah 8:18 (NIV)

My soul is weary with sorrow;
strengthen me according to your word.
Psalm 119:28 (NIV)

She will always be in my heart, and although I am missing her beyond measure during this heart-wrenching time, I rejoice in the knowledge I will meet her again, along with my gracious Lord
and Savior, in a place with no more tears or sorrow....

Joseph Watson

June 20, 2019

You left a treasure in your wake, to which adequate value could never be assigned.
I'm sorry I didn't know you longer.
I'm glad I got to share my chocolate with you.
Thank you.