Birth date: Nov 3, 1922 Death date: Aug 14, 2014
Doris Corbitt-Morris, 91 of Sun City Center, passed away on August 14, 2014. She was born in Buena Vista, Georgia to Alfred and Lillie Scott (Turner). Doris is preceded in death by her husband James Lewis Morris; her parents; sist Read Obituary
I haven't spent a lot of time with Doris, but when I did, we shared stories of our love for quilting. She was a good quilter and when she decided that she could no longer see well enough to continue quilting, she gave me her quilting supplies. I still use them and think of her. She was a special lady that I wish I had gotten to know better.
Carol Lucov
What can you say about Doris except Doris was Doris , and you never knew who Doris was going to be that day. But one thing for sure was that Doris was the kindest person to anyone who needed kindness that day. She was just not going to feel sorry for you, if you were down and out, she did what she could to help you with actions not just words.
She could look like a street person in the morning and than later that evening she could be dressed up looking like a queen with makeup, satin, rhine stones or what ever her daughters or granddauhters (who she loved dearly) dressed her up with.
You always knew where you stood with her,for she let her disapoint in you be know, not to hurt you, but to help you see the light.
Doris was a kind, giving person who I will always be blessed by knowing her. You will be missed by many.
She is the only woman I knew who in the same day could: cook home made donuts in the donut maker, make me pick my switch, take us to TG&Y for red or white nail polish, then sew me underwear that night.
She let us do pretty much whatever we (grandkids) wanted in reckless disregard for any rules, other than hers. She really did have a sense of humor like when she made the family cookies with 10$ baked inside each one.
She also knew when you were lying by the look in your eye, yet when you called her out on hers, she giggled or made up some other story to cover hers up. She really did mean well and was a generous soul to so many, her way of showing love was indeed different but it didn't mean that she didn't love or couldn't. She would have loved nothing more than to be with us all as we mosey through our own journeys, more so I bet as a spectator to comment along the way.
She was all-in-all our Nanny and we wouldn't be who we are today without her!
I realize I'm late in doing this but I also know Doris' family know how much I love them and how much I loved Doris. Some of my memories that I will always cherish has come from my relationship with them.
When my family moved to Florida from Tennessee we moved next door to Doris and her girls and I feel privileged to still call them my friends 56 years later. I'll never forget when Hurricane Donna came through, not only was it my first experience with a hurricane, it was my first and only memory of the aftermath which was Doris straddling a tree like she was riding a horse that had blown over in her yard.
Who can forget her cooking? Our only hope is that one or all her girls learned this special gift from her.and as time goes on we will remember her as we partake of these special dishes. Lord, the taste of her pork roast is in my mouth as I write this.
Another of my memories is when after my too, too early marriage and we moved into the house next to my parents. We lived barely week to week and one day Sandra was visiting me and I told her we didn't have groceries till payday and what did she do but go through gathering one item from each neighbor to bring to us. When Doris got home from work she asked Sandra where the potatoes were. Sandra told her she had given them to us because we did not have any to eat. Doris' response was "Well, now neither do we."
She really was "One of a kind" and this world is a lesser place without her.
I hope she and Lewis are on a lake or pond in heaven with a fishing pole in their hands and a beer can by their sides having a ball.
I loved you and will miss you but I know you are in good hands.
Love,
Annette Austin
Once when I was about 15 or so, I was going to be smart, and cook some collards in the pressure cooker. Now mind you, I had watched and thought I had learned how to do this. I washed and washed and washed the collards, got them in the BIG pressure cooker, put the fatback in, and soon the weight was jiggling.......and jiggling....and jiggling. We had a gas stove and I had that thing as hot as it would get. I let them cook and cook. What a surprise to me when the pressure didn't go down and the collards went up...to the ceiling. Trust me when I say that no amount of soap or bleach or paint will get rid of the green spots left behind by collards blown out of a pressure cooker. Doris taught me everything I know about cooking, and I will never live the collards down. She was laughing about that just a few days before she passed away. One of the last things she said to me was "I was blessed that God sent you to me"....I am adopted, but no one could have loved me any more than she did. Thank you Sandra, Ruby and Gwen for sharing her with me.
Cindy
I remember that the Stove was the center of our existence. It kept us warm in the winter as we all hovered with clothes in hand after warming them up first. She used to make a cake from scratch, one layer, and serve it with butter on it along with real Cocoa Hot Chocolate!
Food was wonderful and the smells delightful.
Our Mother loved to feed everyone. She loved nature, plants, fishing
Dear "Puddin Head" and siblings, The first birthday cake I can remember was baked by your Mom. I often think how special our Tomlin Street neighborhood was. All the nice, friendly people. A great place for children!Doris was a kind, gracious Lady and loved by everyone. Someday, hopefully, we will smell Doris' delicious tomato gravy and biscuits in Heaven! GOD Bless one and all, Vicki Smith Naugle
