Mary Lewis McNeely

I am Harvey McNeely's daughter - would have come to the funeral if I had known in time. My brother, Charles, and my sisters all loved Ellis and Mary Lewis. I am so sorry for your loss. We would have loved to see Marietta, Buddy and JoAnn - it has been years since we saw you last.

Dear Marietta, Julie and Shari: I am so sorry for your loss. What wonderful memories you must have. I remember staying at her house with Shari when the cows cornered us in the culvert for what seemed like hours! May God bless you in the days ahead. You are in my prayers.
With love,
Donna Kaye

Sure wish I could have made it. Southeast Texas is going to be very different without mawmaw running around down there.

What beautiful memories I have of Aunt Mary Lewis...especially childhood memories. I always loved going to her house because I knew she would always something good to eat! Her homemade biscuits were amazing. She will be so missed, but Heaven is a brighter place now because she is there. Love you, Aunt Mary Lewis.

Aunt Mary Lewis will be missed by all who knew and loved her. She was one of a kind.

Aunt Mary Lewis will be sadly missed. She was such a sweetie. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all.

As a child I loved going to my grandmothers for Christmas or for summer vacation. It was quite the contrast from the dessert southwest to the piney woods of east Texas. She would always be the first one up before the sun, to make the coffee,biskets,sausage,and of course the Mayhall jelly, to feed the deer hunting party before we went to the woods,and then have lunch ready by the time we got back. She spent a great deal of time making sure we all had enough to eat. She always had chickens,and it was a thrill when she would ask one of us to go collect the eggs. She always had a bunch of wild cats living underneath her house that she would throw food scraps to, and we would spend hours chasing them or the chickens. I used to love going fishing in that lake in front of her house, and she would ask me if I caught a "trout", to me a trout was something you caught out of a mountain stream, that had the colors of the rainbow, but what she meant was a "bass'. I remember the walks we would take down the back road across the branch to the "OLD PLACE" or down the lane to the creek to the "swimmin hole". There are many great memorys about my "MAW MAWS" house back in the woods that I will always cherish.

BILLY

We will miss MawMaw. We love you

The memory that I remember most is when I was about
twelve years old and Maw Maw took me squirrel hunting. She
had a little black dog named Lady that was a great squirrel dog.
Maw Maw and I would walk the dirt roads out in the woods and listen for Lady's bark.We would follow the bark to where Lady had chased a squirrel up a tree. Once we could see the
squirrel in the tree Maw Maw would let me have the first shot
with her 410 shot gun.
I think this memory stands out the most because it was something that we did, just the two of us. I will miss her!

I am very sorry for you loss. May God bless you all and comfort you in your time of need. With much love, Anna