Elsie Anne Richardson-English, 85, of Sour Lake, Texas, died Wednesday, April 20, 2016, at The Ya Ya House, Beaumont, Texas. She was born April 27, 1930, in the quaint town of Bellows Falls, Vermont, to Georgia Ella Gage Richardson and Waldo Basil Richardson. She was raised in Springfield, Vermont, and along with her family, were members of the Springfield Church of Christ. Elsie graduated from Springfield High School and attended Abilene Christian College where she would later marry her college sweetheart, George English.

She and George, with their two children, Robert and Adele, lived in Grand Prairie, Texas, until they moved to Springfield, Vermont. After their children graduated from Springfield High School, Elsie and George moved to Oklahoma, where they lived with their dog, “Golden Girl”, and four cats, until the passing of her husband in 2014. On the last day of March 2014, Elsie came to live with her daughter and son-in-law in Sour Lake, Texas.

She is survived by her son, G. Robert English and his wife Roxann, of Statesville, North Carolina; daughter, Adele McMillan and her husband, Frank, of Beaumont, Texas; grandchildren, Daniel McMillan; Laura Hedrick and her husband, Glenn; Stephanie Knot and her husband, Gabriel; great-grandchildren, Corbin Knot and Violet Knot; sisters, Betty Thompson, of Austin, Texas; Rebekah Eastman, of California; Paula Dana, of Springfield, Vermont; Sharon Crossman, Langdon, New Hampshire; and brothers, Glenn Richardson, of Springfield, Vermont; Rod Hue Richardson, of Kentucky; Daniel Joseph Richardson, San Antonio, Texas; and Gareth Ivan Richardson, of Vermont.

Elsie is preceded in death by her husband, George Robert English; and her parents.

Mrs. English’s committal was held at Broussard’s Crematorium, Beaumont, Texas.

A Tribute to My Mother,

Elsie Anne Richardson-English

Born in Bellows Falls, Vermont in 1930

“A Daughter’s Poem”

Written by Adele McMillan Christmas 2006

One day the Lord God decided to bring to  Earth a beautiful baby girl. She was a blessing, indeed,  to her loving parents and brought great joy to her  whole family. And when she became old enough to help  her mother, she could often be seen balanced on her  tiny little toes, standing on a kitchen chair peeling  potatoes or washing freshly picked strawberries from the  nearby meadow. And if you looked just at the right  moment, you would see her mother sneak up behind  her and gently smooth back her long, blond curly locks  and then lovingly kiss the top of her baby-soft head.

Time moved forward and the child became a young  woman. Her beauty, grace, and love for God were a great  tribute to her good and kind parents. But the day  came when she would leave home to share the  Light of Christ and her love for God with others. And  on her journey’s road far from her home in the green  hills of New England, she would meet and fall in love  with a man from the plains of the great southwest. So  she left her family and friends behind and married  the man she loved. Her sacrifice was heartfelt, but her  love and respect for God’s plan of life were great, indeed.

This remarkable woman is my mother. Her love  for her family and friends is the cornerstone that I  built my own life’s values on. Because of her, today  I stand strong as a woman whose love for God, family,  and friends is a direct result of all she taught me through  the examples she herself set before me.

Thank you, Mom, for being my Mother, my friend, and my inspiration.

Your Loving Daughter, Adele