On May 3, 2021 between the hours of 4-6 a.m. my mother, Shirley H. Wallace passed away to be with Jesus. I believe my mother died of a broken heart as my father, Marion H. Wallace passed away January 1, 2021. My mother would have been 86 on July 23rd, and my father, 87 on April 30th. She was the daughter of the late Jennings Howle Sr. and Nell Parnell Howle, and was predeceased by her brother, Jennings Howle Jr; sisters, Marjorie H. Davis and Frances H. Dutton. My parents loved travelling to North Myrtle Beach, the Tennessee Mountains, or to Connecticut. Their most memorable trip was to Niagara Falls which they told me to make sure to go there, and Canada. My mother and father met at Winn Dixie. She was a cashier; my dad was a meat cutter. They met, fell in love, were married; and then they had me, Kenneth Wallace in 1962. Mother’s interest included photography and wild life conservation. She loved birds and was licensed by the federal government to fix birds, including large hawks and bald eagles. Mom was amazed to find out there was a zoo near Socastee called Waccatee Zoo, where she and dad met a camel. My mom loved animals, cats as well as puppies. She and my dad loved square dancing and country music with a mix of oldies from the 50s-80s.
Her career was in banking with People’s Federal Savings and Loan, where she let me open the vault which was amazing; and she worked with the library and DHEC. My mom had an awesome spaghetti recipe which I tried to get her to sell. She would say my secret ingredient was ____. Only I, mom, and dad know this.
I’ve come across some amazing letters my father wrote to my mom while serving in the military. It made me cry of how they truly loved each other, and now they’re together again. My mom had three special friends, Marie Watson, Joann Anderson, and Faye Small. She was amazed how Marie remembered numbers and birthdates. Joann would comfort over the phone and in person. Along with by dad’s brother, Art Wallace and his wife Marilyn were so engaged in being helpful to my parents. My mom loved the beach and dad loved the mountains cause of his fair skin. I would make a deal when I was young and say Tennessee had awesome places to visit with real bears, and then swing around to Myrtle Beach. The trip to Tennessee resulted in an orange juice container being left with giant bear paw marks with no juice left. I will surely miss them.
Funeral services will be held 1:00 p.m. Saturday, May 8th in the mausoleum of Florence Memorial Gardens, directed by Belk Funeral Home. The family will receive friends following the service.
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