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Stella Deloma Tuley (Phillips)

Family Search ID: KC73-432

Person Chart

Additional Names

Additional Names	Name
Married Name	Phillips

Parents

Father	Date of Birth	Mother	Date of Birth
Wyatt Walcot "Pixley" Tuley	1838	Cora Lee Rone (Tuley)	27 Mar 1865

Partners

Partner	Date of Birth	Children
Walter Benson Phillips	11 Jan 1883	Benny Phillips Georgia Phillips June Phillips Tuley Phillips Georgia Lee Phillips (Boyd, Heuber) Walter Tuley Phillips Deloma Jane Phillips Benjamin Thomas Phillips

Person Events

Event Type	Date	Place
Birth	23 Sep 1882	Missouri City, Clay County, Missouri
Marriage	09 Oct 1905	Lawrence, Douglas County, Kansas
Death	01 Aug 1964	Phoenix, Maricopa County, Arizona
Burial	03 Aug 1964	Memory Lawn Cemetery, Phoenix, Maricopa County, Arizona

Notes


!DEATH-BURRIAL:Arizona Death Certificate;possession of Chuck Falls Burried at Greenwood Memory Lawn Cemetery, 2300 W. Van Buren, Phx. !BIRTH:No birth records available for Clay Co. prior to 1883. TRIBUTE TO STELLA DELOMA TULEY BY HER DAUGHTER DELOMA JANE PHILLIPS WRI TTEN FOR HER FUNERAL : Mother enjoyed radio sermons, listened to sever al every Sunday morning. She made quilt bl ocks- had a picture post ca rd collection, enjoyed writing lettersto old friends and enjoye d most o f all T.V. polital news and debates. She served as registrar and precinct committeeman for the Republican pa rty for many years an d went to Rallies as long as she could get along. H er last political desire was to vote fo r Barry Goldwater for President b ut did not live quite long enough.She was devoted to her f amily and h omelife. BURRIED Memory Lawn Memorial Park Grave Lot 11, Block 8, Sec 2. 2ND TRIBUTE TO STELLA DELOMA TULEY BY HER DAUGHTER DELOMA JANE PHILLIPS U NKOWN OCCASION: Some say its never wise or good To look back and remember. But you know I think its special When Life has reached September. To reminisce our childhood days. Those happy carefree hours. How little did we realize then The treasures that were ours. In the springtime when the orchard Blossomed forth its new coiffure. And the meadowlark's sweet concert Gave all outdoors gay allure. By the garden fence tall hollyhocks Like sentinels in the breeze, Ragged Robins, Bachelor Buttons, Clover bobbing at the bees. On the bank of the trickling brook, The tiny violets grew. The yellow buttercups popped up To nod their heads at you. And as sure as springtime blossomed Cheeks are wet with summer rain. All God's creatures busy growing - Life and limb to sustain. Summer fades and brown leaves fall When the birds have flown the nest. And we wonder through Life's seasons, How we proudly stood the test. Through our Mother's eyes we saw them - Birds and bees and flowers strong. Her awareness, steadfast guidance, Made the seasons move along. All through springtime's precious beauty, Summer heat and gentle rain, Loving care and understanding Has brought us home again. Mother dear, although we're tardy With our tribute and our thanks. Accept our love - too oft unspoken You're the Queen Bee of our ranks. --expressing the sentiments of all of us - by Jane

!DEATH-BURRIAL:Arizona Death Certificate;possession of Chuck Falls
Burried at Greenwood Memory Lawn Cemetery, 2300 W. Van Buren, Phx.
!BIRTH:No birth records available for Clay Co. prior to 1883.
TRIBUTE TO STELLA DELOMA TULEY BY HER DAUGHTER DELOMA JANE PHILLIPS WRI TTEN FOR HER FUNERAL : Mother enjoyed radio sermons, listened to sever al every Sunday morning. She made quilt bl ocks- had a picture post ca rd collection, enjoyed writing lettersto old friends and enjoye d most o f all T.V. polital news and debates.
She served as registrar and precinct committeeman for the Republican pa rty for many years an d went to Rallies as long as she could get along. H er last political desire was to vote fo r Barry Goldwater for President b ut did not live quite long enough.She was devoted to her f amily and h omelife.
BURRIED Memory Lawn Memorial Park Grave Lot 11, Block 8, Sec 2.
2ND TRIBUTE TO STELLA DELOMA TULEY BY HER DAUGHTER DELOMA JANE PHILLIPS U NKOWN OCCASION:
Some say its never wise or good
To look back and remember.
But you know I think its special
When Life has reached September.
To reminisce our childhood days.
Those happy carefree hours.
How little did we realize then
The treasures that were ours.
In the springtime when the orchard
Blossomed forth its new coiffure.
And the meadowlark's sweet concert
Gave all outdoors gay allure.
By the garden fence tall hollyhocks
Like sentinels in the breeze,
Ragged Robins, Bachelor Buttons,
Clover bobbing at the bees.
On the bank of the trickling brook,
The tiny violets grew.
The yellow buttercups popped up
To nod their heads at you.
And as sure as springtime blossomed
Cheeks are wet with summer rain.
All God's creatures busy growing -
Life and limb to sustain.
Summer fades and brown leaves fall
When the birds have flown the nest.
And we wonder through Life's seasons,
How we proudly stood the test.
Through our Mother's eyes we saw them -
Birds and bees and flowers strong.
Her awareness, steadfast guidance,
Made the seasons move along.
All through springtime's precious beauty,
Summer heat and gentle rain,
Loving care and understanding
Has brought us home again.
Mother dear, although we're tardy
With our tribute and our thanks.
Accept our love - too oft unspoken
You're the Queen Bee of our ranks.
--expressing the sentiments of all of us -
by Jane

Sources

Description	Page	Quality	Information	Evidence
Chuck Falls [czfalls@hotmail.com], GEDCOM file imported on 22 Jun 2		Don't know	Don't know	Don't know

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