November 8, 1928 – September 1, 2019
On Sunday morning, the 1st of September, Ann Potts Kolter passed away peacefully in her sleep. She was 90 years of age. Ann was born on the 8th of November 1928 to Talice Irene Smith Potts and Eugene Howard Potts. She was a long time member of Trinity United Methodist Church in Homewood. She loved her job as “Snow White” of the Samford University telephone services.
Ann was a loving mother to three wonderful children, Ronnie Kolter, Beverly McCutcheon and Kevin Kolter; sisters JoAnn Haltiwanger and Wanda Walker(Deceased), two grandchildren, Tiffany Dunnaway and Michael Kolter and four great grandchildren, Morgan and Wyatt Dunnaway and Krista and Michael Kolter, Jr.
Friends are cordially invited to visit with the family from one o'clock in the afternoon until two o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday, the 8th of September, at Ridout's Valley Chapel located at 1800 Oxmoor Road in Homewood. Funeral services will commence at two o'clock in the afternoon, at Ridout's Valley Chapel where Reverend Reid Crotty will officiate. Immediately following the service, the family will proceed to Birmingham’s historic Elmwood Cemetery for the committal service.
In lieu of customary remembrances, memorial contributions may be directed to Abiding Hearts Widows Ministry for the outstanding, loving care Ann received from Courtney Johnson, P.O. Box 381982, Birmingham, AL 35238, or online at www.abidingheartshomecare.com. Donations can also be made to the charity of your choice.
Services are under the direction of Ridout's Valley Chapel (205-879-3401) in Homewood.
- Visitation Sunday, September 8, 2019
- Funeral Service Sunday, September 8, 2019
September 7, 2019
Ann, I will miss your positive outlook, cheerful attitude and smile. I enjoyed the time we spent together on the weekends when Ronnie and I were there helping you. I learned a lot from you about many things and will carry those forward with me.
Enjoy the special things in your casket - they will keep you company on your journey.
Know that I Love You very much and will forever.
Remember, "We'll Meet Again, Don't Know Where, Don't Know When, But I Know We'll Meet Again Some Sunny Day . . ."
September 6, 2019
Tribute to my precious mother
Over the years, many friends and acquaintance have talked with me about their mothers. Some stories were wonderful and some were not so good or even troubling.
I am so blessed. I think back far as I can remember when I was very young. My first memory of Mother was when I was about two or three years old when we lived in a small duplex house on Linden Ave in Homewood. I would go out in the tiny front yard barefooted and try to step on bee's landing on the clover. Mother would shout at me saying your going to get stung and I did and started crying. She would pick me up, hold me tight and kiss the hurt making it better. Why I did it again and again I'll never know. I must not have been allergic to the sting because I don't remember going to the doctor . Over the years, Mother was always making things better and making the hurt go away. Mother along with my Dad were very firm, strict and controlling while monitoring everything I and my younger sister, Beverly did throughout our lives while we lived at home. Punishment was always swift and sometimes painful. At the time, I did not like it and at times would say and do things I regretted. All through my adult years, I have thought back to those times and am so grateful for the way I was bought up.
I have thousands of memories of Mother and all the wonderful things she did for all of us. Mom was the most loving, caring and thoughtful person I have ever known and honestly believe that anyone that knew her would say the same thing.
I was overcome with grief when I lost my Dad in 1986 but the loss of my Mom has affected me in a way that I never believed possible and I know living in the world I once knew with the Mother I loved so much will never be the same.
The kind of love I have for my Mom is stronger and deeper than anyone will ever know and I will miss her so very much.
Till we meet again, Always and forever...
Your loving son, Ronnie