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It is with great sorrow that we announce the death of our mother, Marilyn LaVerne Simms on October 23, 2019.

Born Jan 7, 1939, she was preceded in death by her parents, Edna and Frank Hamilton, her baby girl, Kim Arlene Schaffner, her brother, Earl Walter Simms, her granddaughter by marriage and love, Carrie Ann Middleton Brady, and her nephew, Paul Brian LeDoux.

She was a graduate of Savannah High School, a member of that sweet, amazing class of 1956. Many of those friendships lasted throughout her life. She and her brother, Earl, were members of “The Stars of Tomorrow”. They performed tap and ballroom dance routines in and around Savannah in the early 1950’s.  They received many accolades during those years.  Some of her most precious memories were when her babies were born and when she danced with her brother.

During her extended illness her daughter, Brenda, who was her constant companion, cared for her.  They shared so many memories during this time.  No matter what hardships she was going through Brenda helped her in such a loving way that she was able to get through these times with grace and understanding.  She was also extremely proud of her four sons and their many accomplishments.

She is survived by her husband, Walter Joseph “Joe” Kenny; her daughter, Brenda Lee Schaffner Showalter; her sons, Robert A. Schaffner, Jr, (Bobby) husband of Tere, William E. Schaffner (Billy), husband of Laurie, David W Schaffner, husband of Lucille, John R. Schaffner, and her former daughter-in-law, Diane Schaffner. She is also survived by twenty grandchildren and nineteen great-grandchildren, who lovingly called her their “TeeTah”, along with her grandson through marriage and love, John Middleton.

She is also survived by her two nephews whom she loved dearly. Joey (Terri) LeDoux and their sons Kyle and Chase, and Stevie (Lisa) LeDoux and their son Paul. Also, a sister Joyce Arrington.

The visitation will be from 7 until 8:30 Friday evening, October 25, 2019, at One Savior Church – 289 Harley Road, Guyton.

The funeral service will be at 10 Saturday morning, October 26, 2019, at One Savior Church conducted by Pastor Mike Crescenzi. Burial will follow in Hillcrest Abbey – East in Savannah.

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  1. Benje Coleman says:

    My father Robbie Coleman loved , and thought the world of Mrs. Marilyn. She was always such a great friend , and made everyone that she came in contact with lives better for having the privilege of knowing her. The Earth has lost a great lady, but Heaven truly gained another Angel. Until we meet again my friend. Love Always, Benje Coleman.

  2. Tina Sanders says:

    Such a sweet woman and she will be missed dearly by many. I enjoyed seeing her each and every time. I adopted her as my grandmother. I believe God placed her in my life for a reason and she instilled such wisdom into me and was always so encouraging even during her decline in health. Heaven has really gained an angel. My prayers go out to all of her family and friends during this difficult time.

  3. Tom Hoover says:

    How well I remember Mrs. Marilyn. Visiting her at the Delesseps apartment when I worked for Liberty Inc. It was always pleasant. She will always be missed. Pro. 3:5-6

  4. Debbie wise says:

    Prayers for the health issues,gout,fibermygia,severe nerve and hugs to cousin debbie do.

  5. Billy says:

    Dear Mom,
    I can’t believe your gone. After years of reading the obituaries with you, yours was finally there. It was one of the nice ones, long, but not too long, with some personal touches that gave insight about the person’s life, just like you like, but then again, you wrote it. I guess you could say you got the last word. Ha, ha.
    The wake was amazing, so many people came. You touched so many lives. We had pictures of you on the big screen. Old pictures from when you were small (very old pictures, ha ha). I guess you could say that, even in death, you were the life of the party.
    You looked good. I know that’s one of the weirdest things people say at funerals, but you really did. You had a hard time those last few months, not being able to go to the beauty shop like you wanted. So, you didn’t want just anyone seeing you without your hair and make-up done. But they did a fine job. You were beautiful.
    You always were. I know you thought you had to work hard at it. You dressed well. Had your hair done, “fixed” your face. But Mom, your beauty went way beyond that. You drew people to you by the sheer force of your personality. So vivacious, so out-going, you never met a stranger.
    Each of your kids inherited a measure of that. There is not a shy one in the bunch. You certainly taught us how to talk to people.
    But it was more than that of course. You taught us how to care about people. How to care for each other. The importance of family. You showed us how to stick it out when things got tough. We learned it because we saw you do it.
    You went through some really hard times in your life, some of those hard times came from us. But even in those difficult seasons I know none of us ever really doubted your love. How could we, you’d proven it too many times. Please forgive us for the times we didn’t show it.

    Memories flood in. Playing cards, laughing. Oh, so much laughter. I can still hear you, see a smile playing at your lips. Your snort. I laughed like that the other day and one of the kids said: “you sounded just like Teetah. What a compliment.
    Thank you for the good times. The weeks at the beach with all the grandkids in Aunt Beulah’s big old two-story house. Thank you walking me to Webster’s Dept. Store on my sixth birthday and helping me pick out the cap-guns for two dollars when what I really wanted was the GI Joe doll, but he was four dollars and you just didn’t have the money.
    Thank you for years of Saturday morning bowling and for being the lady that all the kids loved because you made everything such fun. You listened, you encouraged, you were always a ball of energy and life.
    Thank you for being the neighborhood mom that got to know our friends and even treated them like your own children, some still call you mom.
    Thank you for working with me at Liberty for twenty years and for answering the phone with your lovely voice and manner, like honeysuckle or jasmine flowing through the line. I still remember the employee who had never met you but recognized your voice in the check-out at Walmart and just had to speak to you.
    Thank you for being a genuine southern lady; for you everyone was darlin’ or baby. Yet you could burp loud enough to silence an entire restaurant.
    Thank you for being Teetah, what those two syllables mean to so many, would fill a book of a thousand pages. Thank you for teaching three generations not to contradict their elders. If Teatah says the moon is purple, we know the correct response: “and what a lovely shade too.” Thank you for spanking us. I’m sure we needed it, most of the time.
    Oh, there were bad times, really bad times. With me, with all the kids. With husbands. Yours has been a real life. But all the bad times, they’re forgotten. In the end, the good times have outweighed them, by far.
    Even now, I see your smile, your beautiful smile that says it all. I can’t wait to see it again. I love you mom. We all love you.

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