Birth date: Aug 7, 1924 Death date: Jan 17, 2021
Janice V. Whitehead, 96, of rural Welch, Okla., passed away Sunday, January 17, 2021, at her home after a sudden illness. She was born August 7, 1924 in Waxahachie, Texas to Horace and Nellie (Ford) Whitehead. After public school Read Obituary
Janice was a good friend to my parents Bill and Loetta. My parents thought she was the most amazing woman because she was so intelligent, hard working, and independent. She knew how to do EVERYTHING and impressed us all. My mother had not heard from her for several years and kept asking me to find her. This is when I found this obituary. She will be missed and never forgotten as we have many stories about this spunky strong woman!
Sorry that she is gone. She was a very nice lady to all she met
I met Janice when she moved into Sportsman’s Club. She stopped by one day when I was weedeating the yard. I had an idea of who she was, but I didn’t know her name. I extended my hand and said, “Hi. I’m Carl Porter.” She replied with a mischievous grin, “Glad to meet you. I’m the meanest woman in the county!”
And that’s how I knew her for about 2 months! I knew right away we were going to get along famously.
Over the years, she would regale me with stories from her travels and tales of her life experiences. I am amazed by all the things she experienced throughout her life. I can only hope that I will be as active as she, when I reach my 80’s & 90’s.
Her stories weren’t all about her. Most of the time, she wasn’t even the main character. She told me of her family, friends, people she had worked with, people she had traded with, and the people and families she transported. She described them so well that I felt as if I knew them. When in fact, I only knew a few of the cast of characters.
When she found out that I liked jonquils and daffodils, she had me come and dig up some from her garden to plant in mine. Those will mean a bit more to me this spring.
She shared a trait with the people that I have found influential in my life. She was very straight forward. You didn’t have to guess if she liked you or not. She would let you know. If you were her friend, you were family. If you weren’t, she wouldn’t spit on you if your head was on fire.
Three words that describe Janice. Ornery, ornery, and ornery! She was a “lil stinker”! She was always looking for a way to tease or pick on me. What made her unique was that she could take as well as she gave. She would laugh just as hard at being the butt of a joke as she would at pulling a funny on you. She would, though, get a little testy when you referred to her sheep as ”goats”!!
As she spent more time at Welch, we stayed in touch through texting. She would send me pictures and memes. She always sent me a greeting on holidays. We would see each other when we were both at Sportsman’s. She would always leave the same way she came. With a smile and a twinkle in her eye.
It saddens my heart to know that my friend is gone. Having said that, I can’t help but smile knowing that she was a part of my life.
Janice, love you, miss you, thank you. Save me a chair at your table! Good run, girl. Good run.
