I want to give tribute to my very special Aunt Mildred.  She always introduced me as "her one and only niece".  She made me feel to loved and special.
Aunt Mildred always had the welcome mat out,invinted you into her heart and home--always with a cup of coffee and goodies.
I will never forget those hundreds of wonderful visits with my Aunt Mildred, over my life span of seventy-three years.  Every time I came to visit my parents in the Sacramento area, we always got together.
Aunt Mildred, Aunt Dean, my Mom, Thelma, and myself were known as "The Silver Foxes".  Those were such precious memories.
"I'll see you in Heaven".
Forever love, your one and only niece,

Grandma Mildred was all the things others have indicated:  kind, loving, faithful, Christ-like, and many other kinds of wonderful.  She loved her family, almost always had a sweet smile on her face, and I loved to hear her laugh.  When we would visit, she and I would get up at 5:00 a.m. to read the Bible, and we started doing that when I was only 5 years old. So many good discussions we would have early in the morning.  Every birthday card she would remind me I was her "oldest granddaughter," even though after I turned 30 I begged her to stop!  I heard "Honey, you don't mean that..." so many times...and I loved the giggle she would give me when I told her "Oh yes I do!"  Yes, she cooked wonderful meals but the company was always more important than the meal.  She prayed the sweetest prayers and it was a constant in her life, not just for show.  I did not see her often enough but I know that we will someday be together in Heaven and that the tears are for myself- not for her.  Good bye Grandma, I hope you and Grandpa are jumping on clouds with my Dad.

I forgot to mention the power of mom's cooking.  I thought her roast beef gravy could cure any illness. In 1961, while I lived in Alameda, I contracted hepatitis, type B.  I was very ill, had a fever, and was vomiting. I asked Rod to take me home to eat and that would make me well.  It was on a Sunday, the day that Mom always cooked a roast.  Unfortunately, I caused my family, that was home, to go get gamma g shots.  Our "real home" was on Grant Avenue where all of us lived.  It was close to our church and many of the missionaries ate dinner at our house.  It was a home where anyone was welcome.  I remember listening to the people who escaped from behind the iron curtain, Nuns on the run from the Monasteries, and the surviving wives of missionaries that were beheaded by the natives in South America. My Mom taught us not to touch things that did not belong to us and Mom and Dad were never afraid to take us to other people's home because we were disciplined. I still cannot let myself go on my own computer because I'm aware that I don't enough to use it properly.  My Mom is still looking over my shoulder even when I don't hang the toilet paper correctly.  I'd better straighten up and fly right.  Love you Mom and thanks for introducing us to Jesus Christ, our Savior and helping us to recognize right from wrong. See you soon.
Gwen, daughter

My mother, like my grand mother, was the most loving and organized parent a girl could have.  She set a good example of living her faith. She accepted the responsibility of taking care of her mother until Granny went to be with the Lord.  Now they are rejoicing while we weep for our loss. When I told my friend about my mothers' passing, she asked me a strange question,  Gwen, besides your Dad. who do you think was at the table during the reunion.  My mind was filled with the names of those friends and family that were waiting for her appearance.  Each of us kids are different in looks, personality, and expectations but I want to believe that we all love one another. as Christ loves his own.  I will pray for those results.  Until then, my sweet mother, enjoy your deserved rest.
Gwen, P.S. please hug Rod's and our baby girls neck for me.

As a youngster our families spent many Saturday evenings watching wrestling. We often ate together. I always enjoyed her fried chicken.  She always invited us to church.
Walter McNeal

I'm a CNA where Mildred lived her last days. Everyone knew that was "my girl", I called her my Millie moo! I got a phone call from a coworker the day that she passed to tell me the news, I was heartbroken and tears just flooded my eyes. I know that she is in a better place and that she was ready. A few days before her passing I was in her room with her and she told me she was ready to meet her dad since she had never known him. I believe she was 2 years old when he passed. I wish I could make it to her service tomorrow. I love you my moo moo, I'll drink a cup of coffee for you and eat a bucket of candy!!!!  Rest in paradise baby girl!

My Nana was an amazing woman who loved the Lord and showed that every single day of her life.  She was and always will be a source of inspiration to me and a wonderful guide to how I should be living my life each and every day.  I love my Nana dearly and appreciated her sense of humor so much.  It was so fun to tease her and be teased in return. She was such a good sport!  I can't think of another woman with the exception of my own sweet mother who has had such a positive impact on my life.  I will forever remember so many wonderful times with my dear Nana.  I am so happy that she is finally where she has wanted to be for so long and I look forward to seeing her again soon.

Thank you all for remembering my Nana. She was one of the world's amazing women and lived an equally amazing life. She touch the lives of so many people and touched them with a depth that cannot be described. She was a mother to far more many people than she gave birth to, including me.  As most of you know, Nana took care of me and my younger brother, Cliff, before and after school all through elementary school.  She made every morning amazing with bible stories, getting us ready, and of course the eggs and bacon breakfasts.  I am so grateful to her for all that she did for us for all of those years. She is greatly loved and will be remembered forever.

Mom was a wonderful mother to her children.  She allowed us space to grow, while praying that we would all turn out well.  She was a good person with a kind word for everyone.  I count it a honor to have been raised by her  with her strong faith in God.
Son James Otto Hall

my mother was a tireless worker and friend to everyone,never saying anything negative about anyone always encouraging us to  be the best at whatever we chose ,she was a great singer and proudly served God all of her life. She will be missed by all who knew here,she was a wonderful mother. son Cliff

Mom was a strong persevering woman and mother. The most impressive time's and memories occurred during the second world war. The fear of being bombed during blackouts while stationed at Alameda,Ca. Shortly thereafter stationed in Olathe Ka.having to carry buckets of water from the community well, scrubbing clothes in a laundry tub (my first blisters)Dad bought me my own little bucket. Grandma Hudgins, Mom and I canning fruit and vegetables for the winter. All of that while going through pregnancy's morning sickness and working tirelessly to keep the family functioning. With all the economic hardships as Dad worked for low wages in a civil service job after the War ended, and five younger siblings Mom still found the money to layaway a winchester rifle for me for graduating from High School.Mom worked tirelesley with the Church almost never missing a service, all the preachers loved her cooking and made sure they visited our table during potlucks at other Churches during holidays and other gatherings.My oldest Son Tommy his son Coleton and Fern and I were in the room when God took moms soul to heaven and her earthly body took it's last breath. Fern said she watched Mom's eyes roll towards the window as if following an angel leading her home.Mom is now with God,Dad and all the loved ones who have preceded her in death. Fly with the angels Mom.  Tom Hall

Mom made a home and people feel at home almost every where she went. She was a wonderful mother and cook. She had a long and prosperous life that the materialists of the world probably would not understand. She cared for the needy and laid her riches in heaven. She cared deeply for all family members. My wife Cherie said my mother was the best mother-in-law that any woman could ever hope for and that just about says all that can be said.

Today,  Marilyn and I pay tribute to a very special lady: Aunt Mildred.    Through the years, as I was "growing up",  she was like a second mother to me, and I remember fondly the many hours we spent in her home.  Since my mother was ill a good part of the time, Aunt Mildred always had her home open for us.  BUT IT WAS  NOT JUST US....  Aunt Mildred's home was always open to everybody:  her  friends, her children's friends, visiting missionaries, visiting preachers, and if there were more visitors than beds, it didn't matter:  there were couches and the floor that was still available.  And she always made sure every visitor got enough to eat....she knew how to make every person feel welcome.  BUT, I guess the greatest thing I can say about AUNT MILDRED:  She loved God, she loved her family, and I know that she loved me.  SO, today I honor her.  I LOVE YOU AUNT MILDRED..... REST IN THE ARMS OF GOD,   Your nephew, LaRolf

Grandma Mildred was a strong woman who loved the Lord and her family with all her heart.  She was married to my grandpa Rex Olmstead for many years, and she took such good care of him.  I am so glad to have known her, and that she was a part of our family too.

Aunt Mildred provided me many a home cook meals when I was serving in the US Navy, and spent so many weekends there at her home in Grass Valley. She had sure a big heart, and was loved by all. I know she is in a better place now and at peace with the lord. Nephew--LeRoy

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Mildred Jeanette Hudgins Hall

November 30, 1920 – December 7, 2012

Mount Vernon Memorial Park & Mortuary

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