Charlotte Love Carmichael

Charlotte was born August 17, 1923 in Fort Worth Texas to Florence Estelle and Stephen Lanier Morris. She was a long standing member of Broadway Baptist Church in Fort Worth.

She was a graduate of Paschal High School and attended Texas Wesleyan College. After college she married and had her 2 daughters Barbara Belcher and Crystal Locke, both of Joshua Texas. When that union ended in divorce, she went to work for Loma Corporation in Production Control where she worked for many years. Eventually she met and married Tom Carmichael and from that union was born her son, Jon Timothy Carmichael of Cleburne Texas. They were married until his death in 1976.

After Loma closed she found herself still needing to work so she found a part time job with Eagle Printing in Fort Worth. She remained there for several years until a minor health issue required her to quit working. She then spent many a fun time with her sister, Stephann Morris. They would "shop til they dropped" got out to eat, to the movies and whatever else they could get into.

She was extremely intelligent, kind, compassionate, witty, quite the writer of poems for birthdays and special events, always had an ear for your problems and always, always had the right answers. She was strong, independent and never afraid to speak her mind. She was the strength of our family and all that was good and kind in this world. She could have the weight of the world on her shoulders but she never let it be known or let it have any impact on her positive outlook on life. She was truly a beautiful lady inside and out and was a symbol of what it meant to be a good person and a wonderful mother. She loved her family above all else, always gave unselfishly and never expected anything in return. She never met a stranger and to know her was to love her and everyone who was fortunate to cross her path definitely did.

On a lighter side, she had a serious addiction to her brown sugar pop tarts, peanut butter cups and anything chocolate. And if you ever had anything broken, she was always there with her roll of duct tape to fix it. We always called her the "tape lady." If you saw anything taped, you know she had been there.

She was affectionately called "Shorty" by all who knew her. That name was lovingly given to her by her first grandchild, Kim Powell and she remained "Shorty" for the remainder of her life. We miss you terribly but find comfort knowing that we will be with you again. Until then, know that you were loved more than anything in this whole world.