Ruby Grider Hickman Obituary:
Funeral Date: 12/15/2009
Ruby Grider Hickman, age 89, of Warren, AR. died Saturday December 12, at Bradley County Medical Center. Born April 3, 1920 at Sumpter, AR. a daughter of the late James A. Grider and Gertrude Trussell Grider, she was a homemaker, a member First Assembly of God Church and the widow of William Proctor Hickman who died March 7, 1982. They were united in marriage November 23, 1935. Also, preceding her in death was a son John Wayne Hickman, brother Lemuel Grider, sisters Dartha Outlaw, Vernice Jones, Marlene Grider, and a grandson Jimmy Hickman. Survivors are 1 son Mack Robert Hickman and spouse Hiroko, Killeen, TX., 1 sister Katherine Mann, Hermitage, AR. 4 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren, and a daughter in law Edna Hickman, New Caney, TX. Funeral services were 10:00a.m. Tuesday, December 15th at Frazerís Chapel with Rev. Jim Bales and Rev. Wayman Mann officiating. Linda Barrett was organist, soloist were Tim West and David Mann. Burial was in Outlaw Cemetery at Sumpter, AR. by Frazerís Funeral Home. Active pallbearers were David Mann, Coy Drewry, Jody Mann, Bill Jones, Jerry Hickman and John Hickman. Honorary pallbearers were Morris Ray Curry and Larry Mann.
|Name:||Mary (Davis) Smith|
|Message:||Our prayers and thoughts are with you Robert and your family....I believe they are all having a joyful reunion in Heaven today....We love you|
|Message:||Im so sorry for your loss. Mrs. Ruby was a special lady!|
|Name:||Regina Isom-St. John|
|Message:||My father (Ronnie Isom) and I are so sorry to hear of Mrs. Ruby's passing. I grew up across the road from Mrs. Ruby and Mr. Proctor when they lived on the Hermitage Highway, and I loved them dearly. After Mr. Proctor's passing, Mrs. Ruby would often come over and stay for hours most Sunday afternoons--just to talk. We would hear a lot about her children and grandchildren. She was so proud of you. I also remember many summer afternoons that we spent with Mrs. Ruby. She, my grandmother (Mrs. Mary Hales), and I would sit all afternoon underneath the large oak behind my grandmother's house and shell beans, peas, or whatever was very plentiful in the garden that day. And I'll never forget Mrs. Ruby's peanut brittle that she made and handed out every Halloween. It was the best! The world lost a sweet lady when God called Mrs. Ruby home, but Heaven gained a beautiful angel. Again, my sincere condolences to you and your family.|