| Robecca Roseellen "Becky" Johnson, 56, of Five Forks, West Virginia, died July 21, 2014.
Becky Johnson departed this world on Monday, July 21, to join loved ones
awaiting her in heaven, most especially, her daughter Amanda ("Manny").
Just as she had bid a temporary farewell to "Manny" in 2004, she has now
said a temporary goodbye to her husband Mark, sons Daniel ("Boone") and
Randall ("Jake"), and her precious grandbabies, Dan's son BoDale and
Randall's daughter Mandy Kay and her mother, Savannah "Moochie" Church.
Becky was born December 6, 1957, the third child and first daughter of Ralph
and Lois (Wilson) Cunningham, with whom she has now reunited. For now, she
has left behind her younger sister Deeanna (Cunningham) Baxter and her older
brothers, Ralph and Randy Cunningham; "Aunt Becky" also leaves behind
Ralph's sons, Evan and Jason Cunningham, Deeanna's sons, Matthew Cunningham,
Ricky and Willie Baxter, and the five little ones to whom she was
"Great-Aunt Becky": Matt's brood - Case, Alissa, Logan and Braxton
Cunningham-and their mom Trish, and Evan's son Owen; completing her
immediate loved ones are Ralph's wife and mother of Evan and Jason, Debbie
Cunningham; Dee's husband and father of Ricky and Willie, Rick Baxter;
Randy's companion, Doris Farrell, and granddaughters, Sadie and Jordy; and
her "other sons," Jeff Morris and Michael "Weasel" Wease.
In going to be with her daughter, parents, grandparents and other loved
ones, Becky leaves her immediate family in the loving hands of an extended
family of aunts, uncles and cousins from the Johnson and Cunningham and
Wilson clans, many of whom were close by her side during her final days.
Becky's closest companions, Kate Nichols and Aunt Pammie Sue, helped her
"get her house in order" before she had to go. When she went, quietly and
peacefully, she was being watched over by an old friend she hadn't seen for
some time, Kelly Dawson, and her little sister, Deeanna.
Calhoun County was always Becky's home, and she seemed to know and always
had a smile for everyone there. She had a special fondness for the gang she
worked with at the DOH in Mt. Zion and delighted in bringing home stories
about their shenanigans and telling how much money she had made them put in
the Curse Jar.
Becky attended Beech Valley Church her whole life and loved her fellow
worshipers, many of whom were also kin. Teaching Sunday school there
brought her great joy. Getting her to sing a solo, on the other hand, never
happened.
Becky's favorite place to be was not far from her childhood stomping grounds
in Beech Valley: just a short trip up to Five Forks where she and Mark made
their home. There she could cook and share meals with family and friends,
work in the garden, mow the grass, read, spoil the dogs and kids and
grandbabies, or just sit in the peace and quiet of early morning with her
coffee and thoughts. Whether contemplating her strong faith in God and the
mysteries of this world and the next, or plotting to play a prank on a
co-worker or one of her boys, Becky's mind, just like the rest of her, was
never still-until now.
May the Lord bless her and keep her.
Online condolences may be sent to the family at www.LeavittFuneralHome.com |
