Betty Mehaffey

Waynesville, Betty Jane Mehaffey, age 90, of East Street, entered Heaven's gates on Sunday, February 15, 2015 at The Homestead. A native of Barrett County, Missouri, she was the daughter of the late Will and Elizabeth Brown Gibson. In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband of 57 years, Wilfred Rufus Mehaffey, who died in 1999; a daughter, Carolyn Bartram; a son, Jack Mehaffey; and a great-granddaughter, Lauren Paige West. Betty enjoyed evening fishing at Lake Chatuge and watching her favorite television show, "The Voice." She loved camping at High Falls Campground and considered fellow campers her second family. Betty was of the Baptist faith. Betty is survived by three daughters, Barbara West and husband, Ronnie, of Canton, Sandra Cuzzort of Clover, South Carolina and Patricia Rickman and her husband, Dennis, of Candler; a brother, Joe Gibson and his wife, Roberta, of Salem, South Carolina; 11 grandchildren; 30 great-grandchildren; and 10 great-great grandchildren; and her pet cockatiel, Rowdy. Funeral services will be held at 2:30 p.m. on Sunday, February 22, 2015 in the Waynesville Chapel of Wells Funeral Home with Reverend Todd West officiating and Tommy Hulse presenting a eulogy. Burial will follow at Maple Springs Cemetery. Serving as pallbearers will be Ronnie and Anthony West, Darrin and Steven Justice, Tom Hulse and Brandon Rogers. Honorary pallbearers will be Houston and Colton Rogers, Cody and Brayden West and Thomas Rickman. The family will receive friends from 1:00 until 2:30 p.m. prior to services at funeral home. Memorials may be made to the Haywood County Rescue Squad, P.O. Box 931, Waynesville, NC 28786. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Found in Betty's possessions was this beautiful poem. "BLESSED IN AGING" Blessed are they who understand My faltering step and shaking hand Blessed, who know my ears today Must strain to hear the things they say. Blessed are those who seem to know My eyes are dim and my mind is slow Blessed are those who look away When I spilled tea that weary day. Blessed are they who, with cheery smile Stopped to chat for a little while Blessed are they who know the way To bring back memories of yesterday. Blessed are those who never say "You've told that story twice today" Blessed are they who make it known That I am loved, respected and not alone. And blessed are they who will ease the days Of my journey home, in loving ways. Author Unknown

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