Beasley, Docia Marsh – The Lives We Lived

Beazley, Docia…10/24/1977

Beasley, Mrs. Docia Marsh—widow of Everett Beasley, Monday evening, October 24, 1977, at a local infirmary. Survived by sons, Col. Everett Lyn Beasley, Nashville, Charles P. (Bud) Beasley, Springfield; grandchildren, Charles Trimble Beasley, Jim Frank Everett Beasley, Cpt. Everett Lyn Beasley, Jr., Steven Dennis Beasley, John Marsh Beasley, Miss Mary Ann Beasley and David Martin Beasley; sister, Mrs. R.C. Archer, Nashville.

Remains are at the Broadway Chapel, 1715 Broadway, and will be at the residence, 5100 Granny White Pike, Wednesday morning at 10:00 o’clock, where funeral services will be conducted at 2:30 p.m. by Willie Cato and Carroll Ellis. Interment Woodlawn Cemetery.

Honorary pallbearers, Glynn Daniel, Dickson, Jennings Davis, Ridley Derryberry, Roy Enochs, Dr. Thomas Frist, Ross Fishback, Dr. Fred Hall, Joe Hatcher, Dr. J.W. Hooke, Curtis Hutherson, Earnest Johnson, Lebanon, Andrew Jordan, Herman March, R.L. Martin, L.I. Mills, Jr., Franklin, Everett Morehead, Friel Mullins, Ford McNeill, S.F. McManee, George Towe, Cal Turner, Scottsville, Kentucky, John Wallace, Lewisburg, Truman Ward, Charles Warfield, Lowe Watkins, Deacons and Elders of Otter Creek Road Church of Christ, Directors of Lakeshore Home for the Aged. Active pallbearers, James T. Baker, Ed Neely Cullom, Kennedy Green, Howard Hackney, Dr. Will M. Hooke, Paul Swindell, Ed Whitmore, and John W. Wilson. Roesch Patton Dorris & Charlton, Broadway Chapel, 1715 Broadway. 244-6480

Comments by Pam White

Ms. Docia was the first woman I knew who regularly walked the hills and valleys around her home every day at daybreak. She loved nature in all its forms. They sold their home on Granny White Pike before starting construction on their new house. Ms. Docia had planned every window’s view from her new home before construction began. She made a comfortable home for Mr. Everett in “Granny White’s Cabin,” located on their property, while the new house was under construction. She grew some of the prettiest roses I ever saw and inspired my father, Kennedy Green, to start a rose garden for my mother. Both of my parents learned about the selection, care and cutting of “good roses” from Ms. Docia. She was a warm and gracious hostess whether she lived in a mansion or a primitive log cabin.