Sharon Kay Gardner, Dallas, Texas, 77, passed away March 2, 2020 surrounded by her Husband and Loved ones. She was preceded in death by her parents Jeff and Sybil Hunter, brother Jerry Hunter and her youngest son Lanny Lee Gardner. She will be forever missed by the love of her life, her “Sweetie Pie” Roddy Arnold Gardner, her children Mitchell Gardner, Kim Westfall (Rocko), her grandchildren Nicolas, Mindy, Joey (Kristin), Tommy (Lauren), Aubrey, Carson, Danielle, and Hunter, great grandchildren, Ava, Tommy Jr and Wesley.
Sharon was very spiritual, and we all know she is singing and dancing with the Angels in heaven and is no longer suffering. She will be forever missed.
The Celebration of Sharon’s Life will be held at 2:00 P.M. on Sunday, March 8, 2020 at Whitney & Murphy Funeral Home, 4800 E. Indian School Road, Phoenix. Condolences may be expressed at www.whitneymurphyfuneralhome.com
Judye
Sharon was an a cousin and a friend…a sweet gentle soul in our family. She will be missed. Prayers for my Gardner cousins.
Jeff Beimer
Sharon was a wonderful and kind person and a great friend to my mother. When my father passed away in 1985, Sharon was there to provide support during our time of sorrow. We were fortunate to have known her and she will never be forgotten.
Dwayne Young
I am so sorry for your loss, may you all find comfort and peace in the memory of Mrs. Gardner.
Carolyn S Beimer
My family was truly blessed when the Gardner’s moved into our neighborhood years ago. Sharon had a heart of gold and full of love. She never put herself first, she always was wondering how I was and how I was doing. She was there for me and my children when my husband passed away 40 years ago, I don’t know how I could have gotten through that time in my life without her. I’ll miss her laughter, smiles and the poems she would write and send to me. She will be missed but never forgotten.
Suzanne Beimer
Sharon was a good friend of my mother and like a second mother to me. She taught me how to dive into their swimming pool where her daughter Kim and I spent many summer days. Sharon never aged, always looked stylish and smelled of White Shoulders perfume. She was always the life of the party and made everyone feel so good and welcomed. She gave the best presents; when I turned 17, she bought me a subscription to “Seventeen Magazine,” which I truly enjoyed. She wrote poetry and rocked drug addicted babies to comfort them. She helped me select pajamas and a bathrobe to bury my father in. She gave me a book about angels, which she believed in and made me believe in too when a homeless looking man appeared and helped me with my flat tire in a rough neighborhood.
Sharon will always be remembered fondly and is now an angel in heaven being the life of the party.