Birth date: Nov 18, 1935 Death date: Dec 4, 2019
Betty Jane Bradshaw Fletcher passed away on Wednesday, December 4, 2019 at the age of 84. Betty is survived by her children, Michael Fletcher, Lynn Fletcher, Brenda Fletcher Roberson (Tony), and Keith Fletcher; a sister, Deborah Read Obituary
I have a lot of very fond memories of my sister but the one that stands out amongst all the rest is the time I showed up to her house unexpectedly. Well I had just gotten home from off the ship working and decided to pay her an early visit. I pulled up in the yard and she met me at the door in her housecoat. She yelled at me as I was getting out the car “what the hell are you doing here this early, didn’t you just get home off the boat”? And I said yes and went inside. She asked if I wanted a cup of coffee and I did. I fixed me a cup and sat down to start the interrogation. I started asking her how she was doing, how’s she feeling? She replied just fine then I asked her if she was certain she didn’t have any doctors appointments this week and she said no, then I asked if she was expecting any visitors and she said no, any special mail or packages to be delivered she said no, any dates or night out on the town ? She said that it ! What's this all about, I’ve told you I ain’t got a damn thing to do this week and I said good, no excuses , throw ya panties in ya purse were going to surprise our sister Barbara with a visit ! Well she knew that she was stuck without excuses and said you tricked me ! Got red in the face and started laughing. That’s not fair she said. Suppose I don’t want to go. I said you ain’t gotta choice! Let’s roll !!! So she threw together some things and we hit the road back to my place to pack my stuff. Gathered my things and then I told her before we left she’d better go pee. She said she did have to and I said because I ain’t stopping until we get to Eunice. She gave me a very stern look and said if you don't stop for me I will pee in your car !!! We laughed and got on the road. As the trip progressed all we done was laugh and cut up. As we were pulling into Oppolousas there on the right side of the road is a huge cemetery. I made ip some dumb story and told her it was a very historical place and important people were buried there. She asked how would I know and I said I read about it and asked her if she wanted to stop and visit. She gave me a serious go to hell look and said “I guess not, you need to stop bullshitting me” ! Slapped me on the arm and said boy you make me want a beer ! I said we will get some when we get there, we did, we surprised the heck out of Barbara. The three of us drank beer, laughed and had fun the whole time we were there. It’s just a silly little story but one I will never forget. On the way back home she told me “brother, I’m sure glad that you kidnapped me this weekend, we’ve all had a good time. I love you for that”. And you too Betty Jane, I will always love you and miss you dearly.
