Beverly Ann Redburn Parkhurst

Beverly Ann Redburn Parkhurst

1934-2016

Beverly Ann Redburn Parkhurst formerly of Hatfield and Maryville, Missouri was born on the Redburn farm in northern Harrison county on August 11, 1934 and joined her loved ones in heaven on May 27, 2016.

She was preceded in death by her husband, Alvin Dean Parkhurst, her parents, Claude Riley Redburn and Alice Marie York Redburn, sister, Lila Dean Angebrandt and son, Terry Rowe Parkhurst.

Survivors include children and their spouses, Paula and Larry Slaughter, Yukon, Oklahoma, Victor and Diane Parkhurst, Belton Missouri, Kelly and Nancy Parkhurst, Eagleville, Missouri and daughter-in-law Geneva Henggeler, Maryville, Missouri. Other survivors include grandchildren, Melanie and Jeremy Wolk, Tammy Eldredge, Bradley and Pamela Parkhurst, Jeremiah and Kendra Parkhurst, Levi Parkhurst, Racyndeah and Patrick Wake, Tracy and John Klever, Alison and Jason Marx, Kasey Parkhurst and 12 great grandchildren.

Beverly spent her younger years playing and working on the Redburn farm. She attended Ramey School and graduated from Eagleville High School.

On June 16, 1951 she married Alvin Dean Parkhurst. Beverly worked on their farm and at the cap factory in Grant City until she and Alvin founded North Missouri Builders which became a successful pole barn business. She and Alvin enjoyed wintering in Mexico and Casa Grande, Arizona. Her favorite pastimes were spending time with family and friends and playing cards and dominos.

An avid reader, Beverly always read to her children instilling the love of reading to them. She was fond of western books, especially the author Zane Grey. After being diagnosed at Mayo Clinic with a rare muscle disease, Beverly decided to donate her body for medical research to the University of Kansas Medical School.

At her request a private service will be held at a later date.

TRIBUTE TO

MOTHER

by Alice York Redburn

She was old and tired

And her race was won.

The path she trod

Was towards the setting sun.

Not once did she falter

Not oft’ complain.

As she toiled and loved

And a home maintained.

But often as she prayed

At the close of the day

For the rest that would come

In a heavenly way.

So God looked down

From His heavenly home;

Saw this mother

Sick and alone.

He sent an angel

Who took her hand

And guided her safely

To that promised land.