Margaret Ray Fox

margaret fox
MARGARET RAY FOX Margaret Ray Fox, of Fairview Rd., Asheville, died Monday, October 20, 2003, in an Asheville hospital. Mrs. Fox was born in Indian Trail, NC, and was a daughter of the late Lawrence and Elva McWhirter Lemmond. She was married to Andrew D. Ray who died in 1979 and to Lloyd R. Fox who died in 1987. She was formerly employed as a secretary with Beacon Manufacturing Co., and was retired from Pilot Life Insurance Co. She was a member of Oakley United Methodist Church, a former member of Abernethy United Methodist Church, and a member of the Eastern Star. Surviving are a daughter, Dianne Reihl of Morganton; a son, Michael Ray of Asheville; a granddaughter Jessica Reihl, a niece and nine nephews. Funeral services will be at 11:00 am Thursday in the Patton Avenue chapel of Groce Funeral Home with the Rev. Don Newman officiating. Burial will be at Sluder Cemetery. Her family will receive friends from 7 - 8 pm Wednesday at the funeral home and request that memorials be made to the American Cancer Society, 120 Executive Park, Building One, Asheville, NC 28801.

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  1. Our thoughts and prayers go to Dianne and her family from employees at Stallings Printing Company.

  2. This was one very special LADY. I met Margaret for the first time in April, 1982 when I went to work for Pilot Life Insurance Co. We laughed a lot about her first look at me. I came for the interview all dressed up in a suit that had a split skirt. She used to remind me that her first thought was that girl in the split skirt. From that moment on we had a very close friendship and she was like a mother to me because I had just lost my mother in May 1980. We went to movies, dancing, she run the debit with me a few times, we went out to eat,were constantly laughing about something and so many things, she came to my house, watched my children grow up and have children of their own, she was just a very big part of my life and my families. Our pet words for greeting each other was my calling her an old heifer and she would say right behind that, you little heifer. I’m sure going to miss my old heifer, just knowing that she was there and I could talk to her anytime I wanted to. She called me recently and told me if she called me everytime she thought of me she would stay on the phone with me. I told her that was alright with me. God bless you as you go through this trying time. We will miss her here but we know that she is in a better place and that we can see her again some day. Love to all of you.

  3. Goodbye my dear friend Margaret, until we meet again. My love and shared sympathy to Diane and Michael. Your mother was a truely beautiful woman and I will always treasure the friendship we shared over the years.

    Love, Nita

  4. My Aunt Margaret–Just the sound of those words make me feel love and warm inside.Aunt Margaret also made me feel special from my very earliest memories until the day she left us.She loved me unconditionally,never forgot my birthday and always encouraged me.She was always available to take a phone call and I often called her from distant ports and often when I was lonely or down emotionally.She made me feel hope and she always made me feel better about myself.I never heard anyone say anything bad about Aunt Margaret. My Mother loved her dearly. My Father loved and respected her greatly. My brothers and I loved her completely.When our parents passed on, she instinctively knew that her role in our family took on immense importance and she embraced that role.She became a Mother to all of us and she made us feel loved and special.There is no question that the world is a better place because of her presence.She made me want to do my best She made me a better person.I loved my Aunt Margaret completely and to the core of my soul.It makes me feel good about myself to know that her blood runs in my body. Thank you for all of the wonderful guidance,gifts and most of all, your love.I love you Aunt Margaret !!I’ll see you again.With love,Hank


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