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OBITUARY To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven. On Thursday, June 1, 2006, God looked down upon the battlefield of faith and saw one of His soldiers growing tired. He closed her eyes and escorted her home to be with Him.
Dorothy Davis Wilson was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on January 23, 1937, to George Davis and Lillian Trent Davis. Dorothy was raised in the rural town of Powhatan, Virginia by her grandparents who nurtured and instilled values that became very evident in her adult life. She was baptized at an early age and became a member of Hollywood Baptist Church located in Powhatan. She delighted in returning each year remembering the good times. She remained faithful to her Powhatan roots by keeping in close contact with family and friends. Dorothy relocated to the Washington, D.C. metropolitan area upon the completion of her education where she worked for the Federal Government at the U.S. Department of Agriculture for 37 years. She was united in marriage and from that union a daughter was born. She and her daughter, Janine, shared a closeness that needed no words, but conveyed the message of the heart and mind. Her grandchildren (Sydney and Erynne) were her delight . There was a softness in her voice and a twinkle in her eye when she spoke of them. "Dot" loved living and lived full, yet unpretentiously. She enjoyed bowling, trips to Las Vegas and cruising the Caribbean with her friends and family. She loved giving and gave generously of herself. She loved caring and cared openly and unselfishly. Dorothy leaves to cherish her memory, her devoted daughter, Janine Wilson Dixon, a son-in-law, Rodney R. Dixon, two grandchildren: Sydney Lauren Dixon and Erynne Camille Dixon, one sister, Thelma Oliver, brother-in-law, Harry Oliver, one brother, Bernard Davis, sister-in-law, Drusilla Davis. She also leaves to honor her memory mieces and nephews, Ruby turner (Ronnie), L'Tanya Lawrence (John), Edawna Oliver, Kevin Davis (Debbie), Michael Oliver (Sheila) and Antoine Oliver (Selina), a devoted friend. Jean Dixon-Cox, as well as a host of great nieces and nephews, cousins and friends. Once in a while someone comes along, someone who just naturally makes everyone feel happier, thanks for being that wonderful person. We're so very glad and grateful that you were in our lives. I’m Free Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free I could not stay another day If my parting has left a void, Be not burdened with times of sorrow, Perhaps my time seemed all to brief Reprinted by Permission. |