Marsha Diana Pinkerman (Seymour)'s Obituary
Marsha Pinkerman, much-loved mother, grandmother, sister and friend, departed this life surrounded by her loved ones the morning of Friday, February 19, 2016, at Mercy Hospital in Springfield, Missouri. Gone much too soon, Marsha was fifty-eight years, one month and twenty-nine days young at the time of her passing.
She was born Marsha Diana Madison on December 20, 1957, to Leroy E. and Virginia L. (Robinette) Madison, in St. Louis City. Marsha was affectionately known as MOMMA to family and friends. Marsha was preceded in death by her parents; and siblings, Donald Kroll, Rita Anselman, Deborah Schmidt, and William ‘Billy’ Kroll. She leaves behind five children, son, Tony and Teri Wells, of Seymour, Missouri; son, Shawn Wells and Stephen Allen, of Springfield; daughter, Nancy (Wells) and Jack (Rico) Stevens, of Mulberry, Florida; son, Clifford Wells and April Trammell, of Springfield; and daughter, Jennifer (Nelson) and Shaun Franken, of Lawson, Missouri; three stepsons, John Nelson, Sammy Nelson and David Nelson; nine grandchildren, Kathryne, Tony Jr. and Madison Wells, Brianna and Braiden Franken, Antonio, Marisa and Emma Stevens, and Clifford Wells, III; two sisters, Linda and Nathan Lampe, of Foley, Missouri, and Phyllis and Jeremy McDonnell, of Troy, Missouri; two brothers, Richard Madison and Michael Madison, both of St. Louis, Missouri; numerous nieces, nephews, cousins, extended family and countless more dear friends and neighbors. Marsha raised five children and many, many more called her MOMMA. She was full of love, laughter and joy. She was compassionate and supportive. She always put everyone else first. You could always find her in a fishing hole. If she wasn’t in a fishing hole, she was playing with her grandkids or busy with pool parties, dance parties, barbecuing and making s’mores.
She coveted her knick-knacks, trinkets from kids and toys from grandkids. She loved collecting angels, because she was an angel to all that knew her. Marsha was so proud of her heritage, and also collected Native American figurines and many beautiful collectables, like her special lady bugs and frogs.
She was never down on life. She was always high on life.
So go fly high in the big blue sky with your beautiful angel wings MOMMA.
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