In Memory of

SHERRY

FRAZIER

Obituary for SHERRY FRAZIER

Sherry Lynn Frazier
May 6, 1941-October 20, 2022
Known for being able to nod off to sleep no matter where she was, Sherry Lynn Frazier, or “Big Grandma” as she was lovingly known by some of her grandchildren, peacefully nodded her last on October 20, 2022 at her home in Comanche, Texas. This strange and divine gift to nod off no matter where she was captures the essence of Sherry’s life of simple contentment. The oldest of two children, she was born on May 6, 1941 in Southgate, California to Ed and Dawn Haley. Her early childhood was spent without grandeur though she lovingly recalled her time with her “Grammy” (great-grandma). Many children have grand dreams about who they want to become when they grow up from ballerinas to astronauts and though she did not have such grand ambitions, the beginning of her young adult life was simply out of this world. After graduating from Earl Warren High School in Downey, California in 1957 she quietly entered the workforce as a secretary at North American Aviation which eventually became known for their creation of the space capsule which carried Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong to the Moon and back, as well as fighter planes such as the P-51, the B-25, and the X-15, and no, I am not telling you a “story” (A Sherryism for “lie”).

The world of sports is filled with competitions that breed fierce rivalries. Rivalries such as the Boston Red Sox and the New York Yankees. In Sherry’s life there was one such rivalry, Early Warren High School vs. Downey High School. Though she did not find herself caught up in the competition she found herself across enemy lines. She met and married Wallace Earl Frazier on May 6, 1961 who happened to be a former student at Downey High School. Together they had two children (Michelle Dawn and Brian Lynn). After the birth of her children she decided to give up a life of fighter jets and paperwork to be a stay at home mom to raise her two children which she did until they were in high school. Once they were in high school she fulfilled her need for speed (eventually becoming known as “Flash” ) by becoming a professional seamstress, a skill that she passed on to several of her grandchildren.

Once her children had graduated and moved out of the house, she and her husband relocated to Lewis, Co. While there she worked in a neighboring town (Cortez, Co) as a bank teller at, what was known at the time as, Centennial Bank being sure that each day she left the house with her hair done and her “face on” which could cause her to be late places according to Mountain Standard Time but never according to SST (Sherry Standard Time).

Upon exiting the workforce, Sherry could be found spending her time with her grandkids, or traveling with Wally in their fifth wheel trailer across the country to see their favorite musical artists at the Southern Baptist Gospel Convention in Louisville, Kentucky, or in her weekly ladies bible study. When she wasn’t traveling across the country to listen to her favorite music she could, and has, been caught busting a move with exuberant joy as Elvis Presley’s “American Trilogy” blasted in the background (a song which brought her about as much joy as a pastrami sandwich with a pickle on the side). She and her husband relocated to Comanche, Texas in 2006 in order to be closer to friends where they both lived until their death.

She was preceded in death by her parents Ed and Dawn Haley, husband Wally, granddaughter Joy Frazier, and son-in-law Ron Cameron. She is survived by her brother Mark Haley (Judy), daughter Michelle Dawn Cameron-Drudge ( Mark), son Brian Lynn Frazier, grandchildren Deryk Cameron (Danielle), Daniel Cameron (Sarah), Stacia Moore ( Tyler), and Haley Frazier as well as multiple great-grandchildren. A celebration of life is to be scheduled by the family at a later date. In lieu of cards and flowers, the family is asking that you donate to Hill Country Homecare 1216 Early Blvd, Early, Tx 76802 and Gentiva Hospice, 2400 Crockett Dr Ste 300, Brownwood, TX 76801.

However, “mark my words” (yet another Sherryism), though Sherry may no longer be here, she lives on in our memories (along with her famous mashed potatoes and hash brown sandwiches. She really knew her way around a “spud”). In the words of my Grandma (or maybe Elvis), “hush, little baby, don't you cry. You [knew] your [Grandma was] bound to die. But all my trials, Lord, [are now] over. Glory, glory, hallelujah His truth is marching on!”