Irene Parker Davis
October 6, 1923 ~ September 25, 2015
Services for Irene Parker Davis, 91, of Daingerfield will be 2:00 p.m., Monday, September 28, 2015 at Reeder-Davis Chapel. Burial will follow at Bradfield Chapel Cemetey in Daingerfield under the direction of Reeder-Davis Funeral Home in Hughes Springs. Family will receive friends from 4:00 until 6:00 p.m, Sunday evening at the funeral home in Hughes Springs. Mrs. Parker was born October 6, 1923 in McCurtain County, OK and passed away September 25, 2015. In her early years, she taught at Spring Lake Park in Texarkana. Afterwards, Mrs. Parker moved to Daingerfield, where she served as the Librarian for Daingerfield ISD for many years, until her retirement in 1982. She was a member of First Baptist Church of Daingerfield for over 50 years. Loving to paint, Mrs. Parker taught Art and was a member of several art clubs. She loved the Thomas Kinkaid paintings. She was preceded in death by her husband Robert Glen Davis and her first husband J.A. Pete Parker. She is survived by a son Ben Parker and wife Jenell; grandchildren, Amy L. Bagwell and husband Jason, Mike Malloy and wife Kim, and Chris Malloy and wife Jenifer; nieces, Lynn Smith and husband Roger, Debbie Sampson and husband Bobby, Melinda Allen and her husband Wayne and Patricia DeLeon; nephews; Phillip Sampson and William Sampson and wife Monica; stepdaughters Dawn and Max Kamie and Joan and Forrest Clair; stepson Glenn Davis; stepdaughter-in-law Lyn Davis; and several great nephews and nieces. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the Fisher Center for Alzheimer's Research, 110 East 42nd Street, 16th Floor, New York, NY 10017. Following the committal service at Bradfield Chapel, all are invited to join the family for a reception at the Old Fellowship Hall of First Baptist Church in Daingerfield on Webb St.
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I am so sorry for your loss. Irene was a great friend and "boss" for a number of years. My prayers are with yall.
As a young boy, I remember spending time with "Aunt" Irene: drawing pictures of roses in her home, going to her huge garden, and eating stewed okra. I thank her for these experiences. My condolences.
LifeWhere to begin with a story, when there are so many stories I could tell. The first time I could put a name with a face was in 1958 when Irene was moved to a 6th grade classroom at South Elementary school. She taught one room up from my Mom, Jo Ann McKellar. A water fountain and the girls restroom were between their rooms. She was very much the disciplinarian and scared the heck out of all of the kids just like Mom did. They became fast friendstheir approach to discipline and teaching being very much the same. They also became members of the same teachers society-Delta Kappa Gamma. That first Fall she was there at South Elementary, I was getting a new puppy. Mom wanted the tail cut off. Mom said something in the lounge about having to go to the vet and Irene told her that she could cut the tail off. So Mom took the puppy, Nancy, over while her eyes were still closed and off came the tail. Irene said not to tell anyone she did it are the kids would really be scared of her.The next Fall in 1959, I became a student in her class. She taught me to love history. I still remember who discovered the Mississippi from the story she told. "When the teacher asked Who discovered the Mississippi? The student didnt know and he hadnt been learning his lessons so the teacher began taking him to the office. On the way, the student stubbed his toe and hollered "de so to" The teacher asked him why he didnt tell her De Soto discovered the Mississippi in the room."Mrs. Parker had the bluest eyes and they twinkled very merrily when she laughed and chuckled. She esp. looked good in blue that brought out those eyes. Those eyes could shoot sparks if you were in trouble and you knew to hide. Each day after lunch, she read to us from the "Reddy Fox" books. At mid term, she was transferred to high school to be the librarian. Because of Moms friendship, we shared much more than a half year of classes. Irene was a part of my life. I remember one Fri evening both families going to Kikapoo Fish place around Maud. Ben Dale and I rode in the very back of the station wagon and looked at the stars. Another time, Irene had us over to her house for supper. Knowing the Mom didnt like venison, but convinced she could cook it where it tasted like steak, Irene served chicken fried steak that night. Mom told her how good it was to find out it was venison. By that time, Irene had gotten a black dog called Susie. We gave her coffee, and all of us laughed at the dogs reaction.Mom and Irene were there for each other through lifes aging processes of seeing and dealing with their own mothers growing old and dieing. Both moved their mothers to Daingerfield where they looked after them. I have a quilt that my grandmother pieced but Irenes mom quilted. It is treasured.Irene helped host my bridal shower and hosted my baby shower. She also helped host my brothers bridal shower. Mom hosted Ben Dales bridal shower. I used to like to go over and visit with her in her kitchen. There was always a stack of something on the table and something cooking that was giving off a good aroma. A cold glass of tea aided me in telling her my problems.Irene served as an honorary Aunt to my son. She taught him to like Little Debbie cakes.Mrs. Irene Parker was a true blessing to my familys life. Her memory will live on.
Thinking of you although I am unable to be with you due to travel. Bocca Sue called to let me know of Mrs. Parkers death. Mrs. Parker was my 6th grade teacher, high school librarian, and friend. Love to Ben Dale and her extended family.
Sorry for your loss: Ecclesiastes 3:12 tells us that there is nothing better than to rejoice and to do good during ones life so as you celebrate a life well lived: Please remember that Almighty God, can and will comfort you (Isaiah 51:12). Please continue to find comfort in Gods Word