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Note: Previous Marriages/Commonlaw Consorts: Harold Addison Sharp Richards (Richie) (Commonlaw marriage) (Father to Harold Addison Richards and Beverly Dee Richards) Donald Cable (Marriage date unknown) (Father to Freddie Wayne Cable) Harry Hobert Hightower (August 22, 1953, Divorced May 12, 1959) (Father to Tammy TroyAnna Hightower Ashmore)
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Note: Carolina. For many years I (Tammy, daughter of Margarette) had always thought asmy mother, Margarette had always thought, was born 10 Nov 1928. Evenshe thought 1928. Also during her life she spelled her name Margaret.
Note: Margarette was born at home at 1313 Bencini, High Point, North
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Note: My mother died at 3:05 p.m. with Ron and Jaime and I in attendance. On Sunday, January 7, 1996 Mom was at Northridge Hospital diagnosedwith a fungus in her lungs. She had been in the hospital for threeweeks at that point. Jaime and I went to visit her and only stayedabout 10 minutes. I don't think that she knew who we were as sheasked were Mikie and Willie were. The next afternoon (Monday Jan 8)Beverly left a message for me that Mom was in intensive care. When Igot home, Jaime and I immediately went to the hospital and she wassemi-comatose and on a ventilator which was assisting her in herbreathing. We stayed until about 11 pm. The next morning I called hernurse at 5 am before going to work and the nurse said that she feltMom only had about six hours to live. Jaime and I again, immediatelywent to the hospital. Ron came about 8 am to be with us. The nurse (Linda) said that Mom had taken a turn for the worst and wasnot doing very well. During the morning while we were there, herkidneys were not fuctioning properly. Her pulmonary doctor wanted toorder a "no code" which meant that if her kidneys failed or her heartgave out, nothing would be done to save her. I could not make thisdecision by myself. Morally, I felt that if the Lord gave us thesemachines to use to heal people, why is it that we were not using themthe way they were intended. Even Dr. Bernstein felt that we shouldallow the "no code". I could not do it. I had been trying to reach Beverly and Freddie since early in themorning. I finally got ahold of Beverly's oldest girl, Victoria (akaBuffy) about 11 am. About 11:45 am Beverly showed up with an enterageof people with her. She felt that the machines should be turned offand that she should not be resesitated. I again could not say yes tothat. Beverly left about 12:30 pm saying that she was going forlunch. Since Freddie could not be reached, it was up to Beverly,Harold (who I called from a phone booth) and I. We all had to agree.Harold said he wanted to do what the doctors wanted to do but couldnot say that he would turn off the machines and I stated my pointabout the Lord giving us the machines. All in all there really wasnot a clear cut decision. Jaime and I went downstairs to the pharmacy to get a Readers Digestfor Mom so that we could read her jokes out of it and a crosswordpuzzle and some hair detangler. Her hair was in terrible shape. WhileJaime read from Readers Digest I combed out Mom's hair as best I couldand it turned out that I did not need the detangler, they just cameout by themselves. Only a minute before Mom died, over the loud speaker outside of Momsroom we heard, "Code Yellow, Code Yellow". Jaime, Ron and I looked ateach other as if it was meant for Mom, but things seemed the same.Suddenly I instinctively looked up to Moms heart monitor and I noticedthat the beats looked to be further apart and they grew further apart.I started getting upset when I realized that it was getting muchworst. Finally, a flat line. I started crying, wailing is a betterword and looked up to the ceiling to see if I could see Moms spiritgoing toward heaven, but I saw nothing. Her ventilator was stillworking, lifting her chest for her as if she was breathing. Momentslater the nurse came in and just stood there. She tried to tell methat she was gone but I said that it was wrong, "See, she is stillbreathing". I didn't realize completely that the machine wasinflating her chest for her. I even tried to find her pulse. I couldnot accept the fact that she was dead. Ron tried to have me move andsaid, "Honey, she has gone to a better place". I got angry with him.I couldn't believe that she was dead. Not my mother who seemed tostay alive no matter what. At 3:40 pm (35 minutes after Mom died), Beverly showed up and hadFreddie with her. Jaime, Ron and I were still with Mom. Beverlyimmediately went hysterical and Freddie cried. Jaime, Ron and I leftthe room for them. After a while, I do not know how long, Beverly and Freddie came out ofthe room and started talking of the plans for the funeral. Naturallywe started to disagree and I left the hospital not wanting a fight andleft the decision to Beverly. Without going into detail about whatthe living fight about after a death, it was decided that she would becremated and her ashes spread in a rose garden.
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Note: Memorial Park in Chatsworth, Los Angeles County, California. There were two rose gardens and we picked the one that had a purplerose bush. She loved the color purple and loved roses. On January 12, 1996 we had a Memorial Ceremony at The Church of JesusChrist Of Latter-Day Saints Stake Center in Canoga Park, Los AngelesCounty, California. My Bishop at the time, Bishop Gilespie Waldronofficiated. He offered some beautiful words about Mom whom he did notknow but he said that from the things I had told him, he felt like healready knew her. Jaime and Karl sang a song, Mikie (Beverly's oldestson) played a recording of a song Mom liked, there were remarks madefrom a few people and Ron especially spoke and led the way in gettingpeople to open up about her. Two of Moms oldest friends were there,Sharon Meyers and Dori Newbury. There were not very many people therebut it was beautiful anyway. She was cremated by Crawford Mortuary in Northridge, Los AngelesCounty, California on January 12, 1996 and Freddie brought the ashesto the service and then Beverly brought the ashes to Oakwood. As Istood and watched, Beverly and Freddie buried the ashes. All three ofus kept some of the ashes. I took most of what I had and took them tothe house she loved so much on Variel and sprinkled them where she onehad planted her own rose bushes and around one that was still there. Brother Fred Davis (First Counselor under Bishop Waldron) dedicatedthe grave.
Note: Freddie and I picked a beautiful spot in a rose garden at Oakwood
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Note: Margaret Davis Cable was 25 years old. Harry Hobert Hightower was 23 years old. Margarette married Harry Hobert Hightower, 22 August 1953, father tome, Tammy TroyAnna Hightower. Married by Cecil E. Haworth, Minister, Central Friends Church. Witness' present: Fred Davis, Mrs. Troy Proctor, Opal Harvell Divorce date according to documents was May 12, 1959. Margarette had her first child, Harold Richards out of wedlock. Thefather was Harold Addison Sharpe Richards. He did not marry her forsome reason. Margarette married (date unknown) Mr. Cable, father to Freddie WayneCable. Divorce date unknown. Sometime between 1957 and 1960, Harold Addison Sharpe Richardsappeared back in her life and fathered Beverly Dee Richards. Eventhough they were never formally married, they were divorced based on acommonlaw relationship in the state of California, April 16, 1974.
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