Name: Billie Dell Hogue
Born: 10 June 1931
Place: Tingley, Ringgold Co., IA
Died: 14 Nov 1995
Place: Eureka, Humboldt Co., CA
Billie at 14
I carry my mother's mitochondrial DNA. It
tells a genetic story about her, about her own mother, her mother, and so
forth through the ages.
Obituaries for Billie Hogue
Eureka Times Standard
21 November 1995
Billie Dell Snyder died Nov. 14, 1995, in Eureka at the age of 64. A
native of Tingley, Iowa, she was a resident of McKinleyville.
Billie Dell, daughter of Hugh and Birdie Hogue, was born in Tingley,
Iowa, on June 10, 1931, and departed this life following a courageous fight
with cancer. Billie moved to California when she was 13 years old with her
family. She made Southern California her home. She moved to McKinleyville in
November 1991. Billie's greatest joy was the birth of her grandson, Michael
She is survived by her husband Elmo Snyder of Long Beach; two sons,
Michael Cooley and his wife, Galen Sullivan, of Santa Cruz and Robert Gordon
of Long Beach; two daughters, Lonnie Cooley of Long Beach and Jacklyn
Johnson and her husband, Doug, of McKinleyville; a sister, Patsy Banks of
Newton, Iowa; a grandson, Michael Patrick Johnson of McKinleyville; a foster
grandson, Jonathan Marcks; and four nieces and nephews, Patty Lopez, Rhonda
Little, Jaymie Banks and Jeffrey Banks.
She was preceded by her parents, Hugh and Birdie Hogue; and a
brother, Ron Hogue.
Family and close friends will gather at the home of Jacklyn Johnson
on Wednesday, Nov. 22, 1995, at 4 p.m., with the Rev. Eric Duff as
Arrangements are under the direction of Pierce Mortuary
Chapels/Pierce chapel, Eureka.
Memorial contributions may be made to Hospice of Humboldt, Inc.,
2010 Myrtle Ave., Eureka 95501.
From a Ringgold county, Iowa newspaper.
Billie Gordon Snyder
MCKINLEYVILLE, Calif. - Billie Gordon Snyder, 64, of McKinleyville,
Calif., a resident of Newton from 1965 to 1968, died Tuesday evening, Nov.
14, at the Sunset Convalescent Home in Eureka, Calif.
Survivors are a son, Rob Gordon of Long Beach, Calif.; a son and
daughter-in-law, Michael and Galen Cooley of Santa Cruz, Calif.; a daughter,
Lonnie Cooley of Long Beach, Calif.; a daughter and son-in-law, Jacklyn and
Doug Johnson; and a grandson.
Also surviving is a sister, Pat (Mrs. Junior) Banks of Newton and nieces and
She was preceded in death by her father in 1969 and her mother and a brother
The daughter of Hugh and Birdie Hogue, she was born June 10, 1931, in
She moved to California in 1945 and graduated from high school in Oakland,
Calif., in 1948.
By Jackie Johnson
My loss is not just that of a daughter losing her mother, but of a
woman losing her best friend. My mother and I weren't always so close. We
had our ups and downs like most parents and children have at some time or
another. But, we always would overcome our misunderstandings and problems.
In the past 4 years, we have become closer than ever. We enjoyed watching
old movies, playing games, going out for breakfast, taking long car rides,
and going shopping together. Especially shopping for her grandson Michael,
and foster grandson Jonathan.
Sometimes I grew tired and frustrated of having my mom always
relying on me to take her on her errands or to her appointments. But, as I
now look back, it was a small price to pay for all she had done for me these
past four years.
When my mother first moved up here I was in a relationship that was
causing me great pain. She helped me in my struggle to gain the courage to
leave that relationship and then helped me to establish my own life after
I'd left. When Jonathan, my foster son, lived with me, my mother lived in
the apartment next door to us. She always had dinner cooked and ready to
serve each evening Jonathan and I came home from school. After Jonathan
would go to bed, she'd come over and help me put together materials, or cut
out projects for my classroom. When Jonathan left to attend a residential
school for emotionally disturbed children, my mother was there to comfort me
as I cried. She was always helping me with my classroom work: she'd cut out
endless projects, fill in the carbons on the report cards, help arrange and
re-arrange classroom furniture, painted my classroom chairs, and sorted and
stapled many a paper together. I was especially thrilled when mom decided to
be a part of her grandson's birth. Though she chose to stay in the
background during his birth it made me very happy knowing that she was
there. The birth of her grandson Michael Patrick was her greatest joy. It
saddens me that she will not be here to see him grow. It saddens me even
more that Michael Patrick will only know his grandmother through pictures
and stories told to him about her.
In the early days of her illness mom and I talked about her dying.
She told me that she wasn't afraid to die, but was so sad that she'd miss
seeing Michael grow up. She told me she'd look after him, that she was going
to be his guardian angel. I promised her that I'd keep her memory alive, and
that Michael would know her through my stories and memories.
Mom loved the idea of planting her ashes with this rose bush. There
will be part of my mother with each new rose blossom. She'll always be here
with us. And as Michael grows older, he and I can sit here by her rose bush
and I'll tell him stories about his grandmother and how much she loved
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