Erma Sharpe

April 30, 1944December 13, 2018

Erma Sue Allen Sharpe was born in the Becker Community near Kemp on April 30, 1944. She died in Kaufman, Texas on December 13, 2018. Erma attended Kemp Schools and graduated in 1962. She started her accounting career with Lone Star Gas Co. the same year. She retired from Dallas Amusements five years ago. In 1966 she married Ross Rydeene Sharpe and together they had one child, Jeffrey Ross Sharpe.

Erma is survived by her son Jeff Sharpe and wife Monica, sisters: Freda Hoarne of Forney, Anona Atterton of Kemp, Barbara Lewellyn of Kaufman, Margie Ward and Robert of Mabank, brother Walter “Jr” of Seven Points, a host of nieces, nephews and beloved extended family.

She was preceded in death by her parents Walter and Catherine Allen, husband Rydeene and granddaughter Jordan.


  • Graveside Service Monday, December 17, 2018

Erma Sharpe

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Lesli Keith

December 17, 2018

I met Erma several years ago but only got to know here well when she would help me get my daughters (step) to the airport and I would fly in and pick them up and she would meet us coming and going. We had lunch together once when I happened to be in Dallas I believe she lived there for a bit. Anyway we had a great lunch and conversation, she was a amazing lady! After our Jordan passed away we always kept in touch and I’m am so happy that she is with Jordan and her husband! She has a beautiful soul. My prayers for her son, Jeff.

Jim McNair

December 17, 2018

I remember the early years at Kemp schools when Erma would miss the first part of the fall semester because it was time to pick cotton. She was a hard working gal her entire life. God bless her soul. ❤️

Jean Ann Halbert Warner

December 15, 2018

A few years ago, Erma & I were sitting, chatting & enjoying Kemp's Wildflower Festival. Erma said "Well, I've got round up my honey & go to the house". I looked at her with surprise & told her I wanted to meet him. She looked at me for a second & started laughing. She managed to say "my honey's local, straight from the hive". (Someone was selling the stuff from a festival booth.) We both laughed til we cried. She could make me laugh in the bread aisle at Brookshires or in the turnip patch when we were barefoot kids. I'll cherish the memories.