Ruth Ann Stockton
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Ruth Ann Stockton
Our mother was born on Christmas Day, 1941...and that evening, the nurses walked the halls and sang Silent Night. And just as she began her journey wrapped in a blanket of peace~ so she transitioned into the arms of her Creator in the same peaceful dance on the evening of February 17, 2018.
Before our mother met our dad, she loved running barefoot down the streets and through the fields of Fort Gibson, fishing with a cane pole, riding her bicycle, running after her brother and his friends, being the one who plugged in their electrical "experiments" to see if they worked, sitting on her front porch on a Saturday night with her family, neighbors and friends, listening to the chirping crickets on a summer's eve, playing Fox and the Hound in the yard with the neighbor kids, climbing her Mimosa Tree, heading over to Mose Blackard's house after school to ride his horse (finding out years later he was coming home from teaching my father at Hopewell school), sporting a mean left handed hook shot as double zero for the Fort Gibson Lady Tiger basketball team, standing up for her teammates and with her team...leaving a restaurant that still practiced the ignorance of segregation with her hands at her sister's back, waiting for the Taystee Bread Co man to deliver her birthday cake every Christmas Eve, laughing with her girlfriends from school, and winning, hands down, the hot dog eating contest at Chet's Hot Dog Stand.
Her first date with dad was at the Roxy Theater in Muskogee. She liked the way he looked in his Levi's. Thank goodness for Levi Strauss, without him, we may not be here. She loved to see dad pull up in his Red 57 Chevrolet Convertible to take her out for a date. They met at Commercial Finance in the summer of 1960 where she was a secretary and he was the office boy (in Levi's). They married on September 11, 1965. She loved our dad and the two of them manifested much love and beauty throughout their lives.
Our mom loved Jesus, Elvis, her family...especially her grandchildren Joe, Ben, Elli Rose and her soul granddaughter Mallory, her friends, playing the piano, reading, Springtime and Easter, sitting on her front porch watching the rain, Redbirds, the Methodist Church, the Methodist Women, her D.D. Etcheison Methodist Tribe who embraced her warmly, her two Thunders...Celtic and OKC, Casual Club (where she was a founding member) her Coffee group and serving in any way she could. She gave with all her heart until her beautiful and loving heart rhythm gently and quietly whispered into a rest. With a heart full of love and hands that expressed years of work and service, she lived a most selfless life. Mom carried a heart that created a ripple effect we will never comprehend and an intuitive and mystical side that few were lucky enough to witness when she opened up to her true nature. With a wild heart that longed to be free...Now she is. A soul bird...finally riding the gentle Spring breeze of peace, worries gone, at One with the Creator and forever a part of all who came in contact with her or received her rippling love in some way or through someone.
Tell your loved ones what they mean to you. Be present with them when they're speaking. Put your phone down when others are around. There is nothing on this earth more important than the exchange of soul essence with the one's you love and with those you are with here and now. Drink up the essence from one another...listen to the silent heart language we exchange and be filled with what truly matters.
Mom graduated from Northeastern State University with a B.S. in Education becoming a third generation teacher. She taught Sunday School for over 40 years and touched the hearts of many young people.
She is preceded in death by her parents Ewell Arthur and Ruth Ella Boatright and survived by her loving husband of 52 years, Tony Stockton of the home, their children, Dr. Darin Stockton, M.D. of OKC, Mindy Hendrix of Tahlequah, three grandchildren, Joe Stockton Hendrix, Ben Christopher Hendrix and Elli Rose Hendrix of Tahlequah, Soul granddaughter Mallory Semrow of Tahlequah, Soul son, Dusty Peck of OKC, brother, Kirk Boatright and wife Linda of Tahlequah, Sister-in-law Jeanne Treadway and husband Jim of Muskogee, brother-in-law Bobby Stockton and wife Virginia of Muskogee, a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, friends and loved ones.
Thank you all for loving our mom. She loved you. Remember her in your own way...and know that she is still with us. We feel her... We know you do too. We all carry some of her soul essence...we are all connected in that way. We love you mom~
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