We created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Loretta "Ceci" Mitchell. Collecting your stories and memories here will offer us great comfort. As we plan virtual gatherings, we will post invites. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial.
I wanted to to express my sincerest condolences for the loss Ms. Loretta. It was my absolute pleasure to have been her caregiver for almost 2 years. She was always so excited when I visited and we enjoyed so many laughs at the tv... moreDear Mitchell Family,
I wanted to to express my sincerest condolences for the loss Ms. Loretta. It was my absolute pleasure to have been her caregiver for almost 2 years. She was always so excited when I visited and we enjoyed so many laughs at the tv courtroom dramas while enjoying our lunches. I will never forget the kindness I was shown while I worked for her. And it is my hope that we can see Ms. Loretta again when our Creator restores this earth to the paradisaic conditions He promised us. Revelation 21:4 assures us, “He will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be any more. The former things have passed away.” This is such a wonderful promise and is certain to be fulfilled very soon. Please take good care of yourselves and feel free to stay in touch.
I admired my sister-in-law, Loretta Ce for her beauty inside and out, a beauty that was reflected in her creativity and generosity. She was a calm, gracious soul that inspired more by example than talk. She blessed us with her creativity whether... moreI admired my sister-in-law, Loretta Ce for her beauty inside and out, a beauty that was reflected in her creativity and generosity. She was a calm, gracious soul that inspired more by example than talk. She blessed us with her creativity whether designing and sewing a pair of disco pants for one of our daughters for a school play or making crocheted water bottle carriers for others. As a nurse and a mother, she saw and understood far more than she said. Her words though few were often most incisive. One day, quite out of the blue she said to me, “Godfred, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in blue jeans.” I looked in vain for a rock to hide under. In just a few words she exposed my stuffiness and formality as if to say, “relax, man”. I was a young banker then and dressed the part much of the time. I got myself a pair of blue jeans soon after that. “Aunt Ceci , we thank the Lord for the time He gave us with you and for the many memories we shared. Rest in peace”. Godfred Otuteye less
IN MEMORY OF
MY DEAR SISTER
LORETTA CECILIA MITCHELL
Dear Ceci,
I loved it and felt so special and proud whenever you would introduce me to others as your “baby sister,” no matter how old we were. You would remind me that as a baby my head was so... moreIN MEMORY OF
MY DEAR SISTER
LORETTA CECILIA MITCHELL
Dear Ceci,
I loved it and felt so special and proud whenever you would introduce me to others as your “baby sister,” no matter how old we were. You would remind me that as a baby my head was so heavy you had to prop my head up on a pillow to feed me a bottle. Thank you especially for the laughter and memories we shared together these last two years. While my laundry sloshed and tumbled in your laundry machines, we would stand out on your patio and talk and laugh and enjoy a running commentary on the state of the world around us whether real or imagined.
And we would reminisce. There was so much we could help each other remember. You could catch the humor in my wisecracks and you would laugh and I would laugh and we would laugh together. We remembered Beehive School (Mom took me to the PTA meetings), Charles W. Eliot, Alexander Hamilton and John Adams (following in Dad’s footsteps we were second generation “Rebels”). Together we remembered the Projects, the bunk bed tents, dodgeball, jump rope and hide and seek on Wright Court, the coal bins that fed the pot belly stove transformed into space for secret club meetings, the sand band, Ghoulardi and popcorn on a late summer night, and the yellow boots. Ah, the yellow boots that eventually turned into the yellow VW Bug, nursing school, hospital corners, marriage and family and so much more. We remembered together. We laughed together.
And we loved to sing together from your elementary alma mater:
Beehive will shine.
Yes, Beehive will shine.
When the Sun goes down
And the Moon comes up,
Beehive will shine!
The Moon has come up to watch over you as you sleep dear Sister and your laughter shines in my heart.
My Big Sister used come from her Nursing School dorm to take her little brother when I was nine or ten to Manner's Big Boy restaurant every Saturday in her new VW Beetle. It was the highlight of my week that she would take that time and spend with me.... moreMy Big Sister used come from her Nursing School dorm to take her little brother when I was nine or ten to Manner's Big Boy restaurant every Saturday in her new VW Beetle. It was the highlight of my week that she would take that time and spend with me. The best part of the memory is that she had no idea how much that meant to me at the time and that I got a chance to tell her as much about 5-6 years ago. That brought a joy to her face that I will always remember. less
Aunt Cee always looked after "Mom". She and Aunt Maxey came to my Nursing school graduation in 2004 and bought my first pair of crocks which I still have.
I wanted to to express my sincerest condolences for the loss Ms. Loretta. It was my absolute pleasure to have been her caregiver for almost 2 years. She was always so excited when I visited and we enjoyed so many laughs at the tv... more