Margie Ruth Hill entered into eternal life on Tuesday, April 1, 2014 at Hillcrest Medical Center in Waco, surrounded by her loved ones.
Margie was born Aug. 25, 1925 in Whitney where she lived and married her soul mate, Leonard Hill Sr. in 1944. Margie was preceded in death by her parents, Barney Williams and Lorisa Brown Williams, two brothers Joe and John Williams, her grandson Del Thrash in 1993 and her beloved husband of 56 years in 2000.
Margie is survived by her three children Brenda Hill Thrash of Hubbard, Glenda Hill Chasteen and husband Pete of Dawson, and Leonard Hill Jr. and wife Patty of Dawson. Margie also left behind two brothers: Don Williams and wife Susan of Texarkana and Daniel Williams of Bossier City, La.
Along with everyone else who has ever known her, 11 grandchildren, 14 great-grandchildren and two great-great-grandchildren only knew her as Granny.
Her loving sprit will be proudly carried on by her grandchildren: Robyn Thrash Eitel, Courtney Thrash Tucker, Stephanie Thrash McGee, Kristi Chasteen, Heath Chasteen, Josh Hill, Jared Hill, Jacob Hill, Joanna Hill Johnson, Jordan Hill and Jackie Hill. Her great-grandchildren are Drew McGee, Erin McGee Mashburn, Maggie McGee, Michael Del Tucker, Carter Eitel, Carson Eitel, Slade Chasteen, Parker Henthorn, Triston Hill, Landon Hill, Jaycie Hill, Jackson Hill, Tattum Hill, and Ayden Johnson. Her great-great grandchildren are Adalynn Mashburn and Bryce McGee.
For over 30 years, Margie worked full-time as a cook in the cafeteria at Dawson ISD Unfortunately, her health left her with a very challenging decision to retire at 86 years old. The students of Dawson ISD called her “Granny” and could always count on her adding extra salt and sugar to everything, making it some of the best food they had ever tasted. Granny’s front door always stayed open and there was always plenty of food on the stove for anyone that was hungry. Sunday lunch at Granny’s house is a tradition the family plans to carry on. Of course, no one will ever be able to make Granny’s sweet tea or famous cornbread and there won’t be anyone to rock the grandbabies to sleep quite like Granny did. There won’t be anyone to sew up a hole in our jeans quicker than Granny could or anyone to crochet the softest baby blanket for every new addition.