Patricia Ann Jeter, 68, passed away unexpectedly on Tuesday morning, May 15, 2018 at Rex Hospital. Born on June 21, 1949 in Clifton Forge, Virginia; she was one of eleven children to the late Gordon R. Potter, Sr. and Catherine Taylor Potter.
Patricia put everyone else first and loved with her whole heart. She said hello to everyone she saw and hugged and kissed her friends hello and goodbye.
She is remembered by her daughter: Shannon Serpa and husband Nick; her grandchildren: Allie and Reese Serpa; her siblings and their families: Jerry Potter, David Potter, Sr., Wayne Potter, Sr., Barbara Jean Potter Nicely, and Judy Powell; and many other family and friends.
She was preceded in death by her son: Al Jeter; her parents; and her siblings: Gordon Potter, Jr., Donald Potter, Larry Potter, Sr., Charles Potter and infant Charlene Potter.
Family will receive friends on Saturday, May 19th from 4-6 pm at Mitchell Funeral Home (7209 Glenwood Avenue).
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I am still in shock learning of darling Patsy's passing. Im afraid too many years passed since I last was in her warm embrace, but the deep affection I felt for her never dimmed. Rest in peace dear friend, and receive your final reward. Heaven has indeed gained a beautiful angel.
I was so shocked to see this in the paper- younger than me and gone too soon! I was a bridesmaid in her wedding and she was so beautiful. I remember her bringing Shannon to visit-and I thought she was the most beautiful little girl ever! We lost touch over the years but I still remember what a good person she was. My condolences to her family and hope you will soon come to remember all the good times you were blessed to share with her.
I met Pat when I started working at AKC 13 years ago. It was a difficult job and I was struggling. Pat would always help me when I came to her with questions. She was one of the kindest most unselfish people I've ever met. Pat, you are much loved and will be missed. I know you are safe in the hands of God.
Looking back on my childhood, half of my memories were of me spending time with Al, Shannon and Pat. After my parents got divorced and my mother worked nights, Pat was the one who invited me into her home for countless sleepovers, trips to the pool on Ft. Bragg, and vacations with the family. My first experience with watching football live is when she took took me to watch Al tryout for a youth football team. Pat was a very genuine and selfless person that made no distinction between me being Al’s friend, and a son of her own. That’s how she made me feel, and anyone else that Al or Shannon accepted as friends. The one memory that stays with me was the time, around my 7th/8th grade year, I was jogging in front of my house to get ready for football tryouts. While jogging, Pat drove by, stopped, and asked me to come over. She told me my form was off, and I needed to stop leaning forward so far and be more upright. She said leaning will only slow me down. This was who Pat was. Always going out of her way to let you know she cared. I will miss her, and she will never be forgotten.
I just read the touching obituary of your loved one and it is with so much sadness that I offer my sympathy to you.
I knew Patsy as a little girl in Low Moor, VA where she lived as a child. She was always a pretty little blonde headed girl. My eldest sister was married to her brother, Gordon, Jr. , who we looked to as a brother.
God bless each of you through this trying time.
Pat spent her last day doing what she always did; taking care of my beautiful baby boy, making him laugh, making me laugh, making everyone around her feel loved and cared for. She walked him in his stroller for a long time, something she did whenever the weather was nice. At one point I heard them laughing so hard I started to laugh myself at my desk, just hearing them. She was constantly thinking about how she could help others, bring them something they needed, or talking about her beautiful granddaughters, Allie and Reece, and her daughter Shannon. The one thing you always knew was that Pat had your back and would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it. I think that God got jealous and decided he needed her back.
I once had a conversation with Patsy about how much I loved pickled okra and how disappointed I was that you couldn't find it anywhere up north. The next time we came to visit she had two jars of pickled okra there waiting for me. She had gotten two jars because she wasn't sure which kind I liked more. It was a simple act but it really touched me. There was no reason for her to do that other than she just cared and wanted to brighten someones day. Truely a selfless act. Sometimes it's the little things that touch our hearts and stick with us for ever. She is a beautiful soul that will be sorely missed here on earth.
My heart is breaking. Patsy and I became friends in the 8th grade at Central High School back in 1963 I think. We then became neighbors in Clifton Forge. We had such good times together. I always loved going to her house. Her mom was always cooking something good and was so nice to me. She moved to NC after high school and we lost touch but did find each other on Facebook. I'm gonna miss her and her posts. I'm a firm believer that they are always with us. Look for the signs. Patsy you earned your reward. Heaven gained an angel. I will see you later girlfriend. My thoughts and prayers are with her family. Draw your strength from the Lord to get you thru this. You'll see her again. God bless!
Love and thoughts for PAT'S family. She was a sweet, kind lady.