1920
2013
Anna Sheppard Maulden, born December 29, 1920 and recently celebrated her 92nd birthday, passed away on January 6, 2013 at St. Joseph Candler's Hospital. She was preceded in death by her husband, Daniel "DW" Maulden Sr. She is survived by her daughter, Shirley Maulden Wainwright and husband Thomas E. Wainwright, Sr., of Albemarle, NC, and son Daniel Maulden, Jr. She is also survived by 7 grandchildren, 17 great grandchildren and 1 great- great grandchild. Ms. Maulden was a member of South Christian Church and VFW post 666.
Visitation: 12:30 – 1:30 pm Tuesday January 8th, 2013 at Fairhaven Funeral Home Hubert C. Baker Chapel.
Funeral Service: 1:30 pm in the Chapel of the Funeral Home with Rev. Kyle Waddell Officiating.
Interment at Forest Lawn Memory Gardens.
Fairhaven Funeral Home Hubert C. Baker Chapel
Savannah, Ga. 31406
fairhavenfuneralhome.net
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January 29, 2013
Janet Sheppard Kelleher
Only an Aunt... can give hugs like a mother, can keep secrets like a sister, and share love like a friend. ~ Unknown
My spunky Aunt Anna was a beloved character. Her most famous story that I've written, “Doin' the Hoochie-Coochie in Coosawhatchie," appeared in my column "Havin' My Cotton-Pickin' Say." An unsung heroine who taught me as much about life as anyone, my aunt kept me in touch with my roots after my daddy and granny died. She held my heartstrings, and I had to give her eulogy a few weeks ago on the first anniversary of my brother's funeral.
At age 92, one of last things she did was tell me a joke with not one, but three morals. Like Daddy in a lot of ways, she was my pick of Granny's litter. My sister-in-law said that she personified the Sheppard clan's gentle toughness. Margie's right.
When I got engaged, she told me to set Irish straight at the beginning. “Tell him he'd better not ever lay a hand on you or there'll be a hole to dig and a box to buy!” Must've done the trick since I haven't had to dig a hole or buy a box in thirty-six years of wedded bliss!
Her congenial fun-loving manner taught me how to live happier. Like the Apostle Paul, she was content in whatever state she found herself. She taught me to enjoy the simple things, realizing that life is easier without the frills.
She was a light in so many people's lives without having a clue how brightly she shined. When she said you had done well, you felt you had. She never let you forget how special you were. It was a better world with her in it.
Aunt Anna showed me that our lives are not determined by what happens to us, but by how we react to what happens, not by what life brings to us, but by the attitude we bring to life. Without words, she lived and I learned.
Aunt Anna was from the old school. The school of hard knocks. The school that taught her more about life than any university erected for that purpose ever could. The resourcefulness she learned at that school taught me that my living on oatmeal in college wouldn't kill me, but make me stronger. It was cheap, filled my belly, and what could be wrong with that?
She shared her love of fishing and card playing with me—a love so strong that both of us would rather do those activities than eat. Of course, when we caught fish, we could do both!
She taught me that there's no need for revenge. “Just sit back and wait,” she said. “Those that hurt you will eventually screw up all by themselves ...and if you're lucky, God'll let you watch.”
From my association with Aunt Anna, I've come to the conclusion that the best and most important things in life are invisible, detected only by the heart—faith, hope, and love. We spoke of simple truths—never anything earth shattering. It just satisfied me to be in her presence. I suspect Heaven might be like that.
The great secret Aunt Anna shared with me before I turned grey is that we really don't change as we age. Our body changes, but we're still the same person inside.
I didn't have the good fortune to live near my aunt, but I visited her at every opportunity. She and Uncle Dee welcomed me as if I were their own child. Sometimes I'd stay several days, even as a college student, to play cards or go fishing—that's how much I loved them.
As Aunt Anna aged, I kept expecting her to become confused, but she remained as sharp as when I was a teenager. Even when her limbs approached futility, she taught me that broken wings are still important because they hold the memories of being able to flying—and memories are a major part of our life experience.
With Aunt Anna gone, to whom does our family look for an example of how to live? When she left us, so did the generation of our parents. It's the end of an era, because after God made that Sheppard Clan, He broke the mold.
I'm keeping her and Uncle Dee in my heart—remembering the love that grounded them, the faith that kept them strong, and the humility that is almost lost in our generation. I'm going to continue to love life—every ounce of it, the good and the bad—and do the very best with what I have, just like they did.
January 10, 2013
Molene Herbert-Burke
Shirley, Walter and families - sorry to hear of your mother's passing. My prayers are with you and your families.
January 8, 2013
Lisa Roberts
Hugh, Debbie, Quinton, and Anna - My thoughts are with you and your parents. May the Peace that surpasses all understanding find its way to you.
January 8, 2013
Donna Minigh
I have some great memories of being with Mrs. Maulden and Aunt Shirley and her family playing as a child in the back yard and going to the beach. There is one thing death cannot do and thats take away our memories thank you LORD for your grace. and Please keep us close together and help us to be good, and always love each other
the way a family should. When our lives are over Please let us meet again, so we can be a family
up in Heaven.
Lord, Amen
Rest in Peace Until we meet again,
Love Donna Wainwright Minigh
January 8, 2013
Gary Hancock
May God be with the entire family during your loss. Heaven was waiting on her arrival. No more pain. What a great gift God gave us. Eternal life. It is for all who will receive his love. Mrs. Maulden received this gift on January 6, 2013.
January 8, 2013
Melissa Martin
We miss you so much Granny. We Love You.
Melissa and Jason
January 8, 2013
Denise Love
We used to always go to Mrs. Mauldens house on the weekends when her grandkids would to come down I believe from NC it was. We'd play football, hide n seek and Mrs. Maulden would watch us sitting on that front porch lol. We would spend the nights over there staying up half the night. Mrs Maulden would get up always smiling, cooking everyone breakfast. She was such a sweet and loving woman and the greatest neighbor ever to grow up knowing. You will be so missed.
January 8, 2013
Barbara Miles
In loving memory of a wonderful person.you will always live in our hearts and prayers.
January 7, 2013
barbara fennell
Aunt Anna you sure will be missed.I know you are in Gods hands now, and no more pain. Love you very much until we meet again one day. Barbara and family
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