Graveside services for Brenda Lou Thomas will be held at 3 p.m. Sunday, Feb. 24, at Salem Cemetery with the Rev. Richard Hetzel officiating. Interment will follow under the direction of Netherton Funeral Home. The family will receive friends from 6 to 8 p.m. Saturday at Netherton Funeral Home. Ms. Thomas passed away Saturday, Feb. 16, at her residence in Fremont, Calif.
Having entered this world a short 52 years ago, on Jan. 4, 1956, Brenda Lou Thomas has left us too soon. The youngest daughter of F.E. Gene and Iva Lou Simpson Thomas was perpetually a free spirit, and floated through this world finding herself in many occupations, and calling many places home, seeing life as an adventure — never settling for an ordinary life. That simply wasn’t Brenda’s style.
A ray of sunshine unto the world, Brenda was full of wit and always quick to offer a comical tilt on the world. Ever equipped with a story to tell, she could enliven any visit or discussion with the laughter she so loved. One always left her company with a smile — she would stand for nothing less.
Her greatest pride in life was her daughter, Raina Lynn Hood, who now lives in Seattle, Wash., with her fiancé, William Palmer. Brenda is survived by her father, F.E. Gene Thomas of Bangs, Texas, her two brothers, Weldon and wife, Irena Thomas of Mechanicsburg, Penn., and Gary Thomas of El Paso, Texas; and her sister, Donna and husband, Chuck Dodds of Brownwood, Texas. She will be greatly missed by her nieces, Jennifer Thomas of San Diego,
Calif., Shauna and Sarah Dodds of Austin, Texas, Emily Dodds of Foster City, Calif., and Miranda Joi Wilkes of Bisbee, Ariz., and her nephews, Will Thomas of Brownwood, Texas, and Travis Thomas of Arlington, Texas, and Great Niece, Tristan Thomas, and Great Nephew, Brody Thomas. She is also survived by her cat, Rasputin’s Butt, and her many feathered friends including, Thelma and Mortimer. She was preceded in her passing by her mother, Iva Lou Simpson
Through her travels she made many friends and touched the lives of countless people. Her most recent adventure saw her in the loving company of Charles Simmons and her favorite little boy, Diego.
We will always remember our Brenda: her cigarette lit, a Dr Pepper melting over the ice in a Jelly Jar, a story being shared, and her resonant laughter filling the air. Be assured that she will not be short of listeners as she travels on . . . angels will not tire of her tales, as she has so many to tell. We know that she has a lot of catching up to do with her mother who anxiously awaits her arrival.
She will be missed by many. We love you, Brenda — Higher than the sky and deeper than the ocean.