Dear Family of Peggy, I moved to Winchester eleven years ago and attended my first DAR meeting here. I met Peggy getting out of her car in the parking lot of the War Memorial. I explained I was looking for the DAR meeting and she gave me a hug and welcomed me. Then she took me inside and introduced me as if I were the most important person ever. She always had a kind word for me over the last eleven years. What a character Peggy was. She would stand at her seat in the meeting and announce she didn't need to move to the microphone because all could hear her report on the veterans. And we all could. God blessed me by putting me in the parking lot that day at the very moment Peggy was getting out of her car. Cherish the memories. She was a lady, a friend and a true patriot. Marilu Gordon

She was "Aunt Peggy" to me and my brother and sisters. She was a wonderful person, extremely hard working but full of joy. She could always come up with a good story and it was always followed by that great laugh of hers and I can still hear it today. During the late '60's I spent alot of time at the house in Kernstown and "in the mountains". As with Dick and Squeak, she and "Uncle Clinton" provided me with encouragement and support and greatly contributed to my education for which I will always be grateful. My thoughts and prayers are with the family she loved and nutured through several generations. She leaves a void, we will miss her.

I am happy I was able to attend "Ma Ritter's" services as they were truly reflective of what a wonderfull woman, mother and patriot she was and how much she was loved by her family and friends as witnessed by the number of those who attended her services. She was always "Ma Ritter" to me not Peggy Ritter because she was a true mother to me and treated me as one of her own by taking me under her wing as a good Mother hen would do. In the late 50's and early 60's, when I would go over to her home to meet up with Clinton so that we could go out and do some of the dumb things that teenagers often do, she would always try to keep me straight by telling me want to do and what not to and said that if I didn't, she would tell my biological Mom what I had been up to. It must have worked as I survived those wild days and nights. I am so lucky and thankful to have known her and been part of her family. God bless and rest in peace up there in heaven "Ma".

The memories flash so quickly in sequential order of impressions embedded in my mind. So much has transpired over the course of Mother's life that I couldn't begin to share or tell the tales within this space provided. We often laughed together that if we ever wrote a book ... it would be a humdinger! Her wealth of experiences have been passed along to me, my brothers, the grandchildren, great- grandchildren, and even through her loving hugs to that newest member to the family, her precious little Lily. Mom was blessed with a heart of compassion. She never discriminated against anyone. She would sacrifice and put the needs of others before hers. Even when the cupboard was bare, she could whip up a feast. She would reinforce the attitude of "waste not.... want not". She was a lamplighter to many who had had struggles, difficulties, great losses in their lives. If you sought an opinion, she'd let you know hers. In fact, one of her all-time favorite expressions was "I don't mean to tell you what to do, but..." Guess now I am left to carry on that tradition. (LOL) I will cherish all the wonderful things she has taught me, has done for me, and sacrificed for me during her lifetime. I will never forget the Wednesday before we had to move her to Hospice care. I had spent the afternoon with her in the Medical Center. Drove back to Leesburg late that night. Couldn't sleep so I got dressed and returned to her bedside around 3 am. She looked up at me with such loving eyes and said, "What are you doing here?" I smiled back and told her that I just needed to come for a visit. She held out her hand and said, "Well, come on over and crawl in bed with me." God granted me that one-on-one time with my mommy to read scriptures, to hold her hand, to watch her sleep, then have her awake just long enough to paint her fingernails. We topped off the wee hours of the morning before daybreak to attend to her toenails with a lovely shade of pink. I embraced her, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "I love you Mommy." She gently replied, "I love you too." So the message I'd like to pass along on behalf of Mom would be "Love one another" for she truly loved us with all of her heart.

Heard today from "Squeak" that mom Ritter had passed. She was a true mom in every sense of the word always trying to give encouragement and support to all of us who had the opportunity of being a part of her life. She was always caring and never judgemental. I liked her very much and and cherish the memories of her and also of her husband, Clinton, Sr. and I have always been thankful, respecful, and grateful to them for their support in my obtaining my education. The world needs more people like mom Ritter. I remember her smile and her hands on her hips when someone did something silly and her saying, "ain't he sumpthin?" She was truly special and indeed she was sumpthin, irreplaceable. Rest in peace mom Ritter. Dr. Richard W. Fletcher, Chiropractor, retired. 201 W. Craig Pl., Unit "B", San Antonio, Tx. 78212.

Heard today from "Squeak" that mom Ritter had passed. She was a true mom in every sense of the word always trying to give encouragement and support to all of us who had the opportunity of being a part of her life. She was always caring and never judgemental. I liked her very much and and cherish the memories of her and also of her husband, Clinton, Sr. and I have always been thankful, respecful, and grateful to them for their support in my obtaining my education. The world needs more people like mom Ritter. I remember her smile and her hands on her hips when someone did something silly and her saying, "ain't he sumpthin?" She was truly special and indeed she was sumpthin, irreplaceable. Rest in peace mom Ritter. Dr. Richard W. Fletcher, Chiropractor, retired. 201 W. Craig Pl., Unit "B", San Antonio, Tx. 78212.

I have many wonderful memories of time spent with Peggy and Clinton. My deepest sympathy to all her family. Ruby R. White

To the entire Ritter family, we have many memories and years of friendship, joy and sharing with you and your mother & grandmother that we shall never forget. We know Peggy was a genuine person from the inside out and we thank her for her heart of gold, her faith, writings, cards, calls, visits at the store and our home in Siler, God bless each of you during this time of sorrow. We shall see her again one day. The Dill Family, Siler, VA

In honor of Peggy Carson Ritter, Merle Kerns lit a candle.

In honor of Peggy Carson Ritter, Merle Kerns lit a candle.

My Grandmother was a special lady. I have so many great memories with her. Every year as a child when we would visit we would start the day with a hot cup of tea and watch the birds come in for their bird seeds. Sometimes we would go to Hardees and grab a biscuit followed by a trip to the dump. She made the best homemade strawberry ice cream and we always looked forward to having her potato candy. She was the first to introduce me to watching "The Sound of Music" and "Red Velvet Swing" and even bought me my own copy. She would always start me on my own cross stitch pattern complete with a bag and every thing i would need once i went home. She always made sure I had a drawstring pocketbook, shaw, and hat, which she made. Her smile was infectious, and who couldn't smile and laugh just by being in her presence? She had a genuine goodness and love for all. The miles between us in Texas never kept her from loving our family and staying in touch. In Texas, the saying is "Everything is bigger in Texas" and my grandmothers heart was most definitely bigger than Texas! I am honored to have a part of her in me and love and miss her greatly. Love you Grandma! Becky

Although I never met Peggy Ritter, I feel as though I know her through the many human, humorous and loving stories her daughter Sandy has shared with me. From what I can gather she was the genuine article - a real CATBIRD! When she was in the room - YOU KNEW IT! She was vibrantly alive, ever real and constantly true to what she believed. In that "the apple falls not far from the tree," you raised a beautiful daughter. I salute you in Heaven Miss Peggy. Rest and be at Peace with Our Lord. In God's time, I'll meet you. Donna Surina

In honor of Peggy Carson Ritter, donna surina lit a candle.

my throughts are with all the family ;she was a special lady always told me a joke and she made me laugh with love sandy bill ......

In honor of Peggy Carson Ritter, bill sandy campbell lit a candle.

The first time I met Peggy, her husband Clinton took me and my 2 daughters "home" to meet his wife before selling me a piece of their property at Siler in 1978; she welcomed us like long-lost kin, sat us down to the most incredible "country lunch" I've ever eaten, shared local & family history, and chatted about mutual interests. We became immediate friends. In 1987, we attended our first Fort Loudoun Chapter, DAR meeting; both of our application papers were accepted in 1988 and we officially joined the chapter together ... a few more months and she would have received her 25-year membership Certificate. Through the years, we did many things together, talked on the phone and over coffee, and shared life's joys and sorrows; our "Day After Christmas" Dollar Tree sale and lunch outing became an annual tradition. I have never met anyone more kind or with a better disposition and outlook on life than my friend Peggy. Her presence will be greatly missed. Barbara Chaplin

In honor of Peggy Carson Ritter, cathy jonson lit a candle.

When I was 4 years old, my grandmother, Barbara Chaplin, took me to a DAR meeting where we stayed for refreshments and the first part of the meeting. I was a little shy with all those ladies I didn't know and stayed close to my grandmother. Then this lady came up to us and started chatting with me; she handed me a plastic bag and said she had brought me a present! When I looked inside, there was a beautiful doll with a pink (my favorite color) dress that she told me she had made (crochetted), a pearl necklace, and black patent leather shoes. How could I not love a lady who gave me a doll and talked with me about things I was interested in? I don't get to Virginia very often, but almost every time I visited my grandparents, my grandmother and I visited with Peggy Ritter. Miss Peggy, my 17 year old doll, is still very special to me and reminds me of the fun I had visiting with her creator. Samantha Swinehart

The first time I met Peggy, her husband Clinton took me and my 2 daughters "home" to meet his wife before selling me a piece of their property at Siler in 1978; she welcomed us like long-lost kin, sat us down to the most incredible "country lunch" I've ever eaten, shared local & family history, and chatted about mutual interests. We became immediate friends. In 1987, we attended our first Fort Loudoun Chapter, DAR meeting; both of our application papers were accepted in 1988 and we officially joined the chapter together ... a few more months and she would have received her 25-year membership Certificate. Through the years, we did many things together, talked on the phone and over coffee, and shared life's joys and sorrows; our "Day After Christmas" Dollar Tree sale and lunch outing became an annual tradition. I have never met anyone more kind or with a better disposition and outlook on life than my friend Peggy. Her presence will be greatly missed. Barbara Chaplin

I am happy I was able to attend "Ma Ritter's" services as they were truly reflective of what a wonderfull woman, mother and patriot she was and how much she was loved by her family and friends as witnessed by the number of those who attended her services. She was always "Ma Ritter" to me not Peggy Ritter because she was a true mother to me and treated me as one of her own by taking me under her wing as a good Mother hen would do. In the late 50's and early 60's, when I would go over to her home to meet up with Clinton so that we could go out and do some of the dumb things that teenagers often do, she would always try to keep me straight by telling me want to do and what not to and said that if I didn't, she would tell my biological Mom what I had been up to. It must have worked as I survived those wild days and nights. I am so lucky and thankful to have known her and been part of her family. God bless and rest in peace up there in heaven "Ma".

The memories flash so quickly in sequential order of impressions embedded in my mind. So much has transpired over the course of Mother's life that I couldn't begin to share or tell the tales within this space provided. We often laughed together that if we ever wrote a book ... it would be a humdinger! Her wealth of experiences have been passed along to me, my brothers, the grandchildren, great- grandchildren, and even through her loving hugs to that newest member to the family, her precious little Lily. Mom was blessed with a heart of compassion. She never discriminated against anyone. She would sacrifice and put the needs of others before hers. Even when the cupboard was bare, she could whip up a feast. She would reinforce the attitude of "waste not.... want not". She was a lamplighter to many who had had struggles, difficulties, great losses in their lives. If you sought an opinion, she'd let you know hers. In fact, one of her all-time favorite expressions was "I don't mean to tell you what to do, but..." Guess now I am left to carry on that tradition. (LOL) I will cherish all the wonderful things she has taught me, has done for me, and sacrificed for me during her lifetime. I will never forget the Wednesday before we had to move her to Hospice care. I had spent the afternoon with her in the Medical Center. Drove back to Leesburg late that night. Couldn't sleep so I got dressed and returned to her bedside around 3 am. She looked up at me with such loving eyes and said, "What are you doing here?" I smiled back and told her that I just needed to come for a visit. She held out her hand and said, "Well, come on over and crawl in bed with me." God granted me that one-on-one time with my mommy to read scriptures, to hold her hand, to watch her sleep, then have her awake just long enough to paint her fingernails. We topped off the wee hours of the morning before daybreak to attend to her toenails with a lovely shade of pink. I embraced her, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "I love you Mommy." She gently replied, "I love you too." So the message I'd like to pass along on behalf of Mom would be "Love one another" for she truly loved us with all of her heart.

Heard today from "Squeak" that mom Ritter had passed. She was a true mom in every sense of the word always trying to give encouragement and support to all of us who had the opportunity of being a part of her life. She was always caring and never judgemental. I liked her very much and and cherish the memories of her and also of her husband, Clinton, Sr. and I have always been thankful, respecful, and grateful to them for their support in my obtaining my education. The world needs more people like mom Ritter. I remember her smile and her hands on her hips when someone did something silly and her saying, "ain't he sumpthin?" She was truly special and indeed she was sumpthin, irreplaceable. Rest in peace mom Ritter. Dr. Richard W. Fletcher, Chiropractor, retired. 201 W. Craig Pl., Unit "B", San Antonio, Tx. 78212.

Heard today from "Squeak" that mom Ritter had passed. She was a true mom in every sense of the word always trying to give encouragement and support to all of us who had the opportunity of being a part of her life. She was always caring and never judgemental. I liked her very much and and cherish the memories of her and also of her husband, Clinton, Sr. and I have always been thankful, respecful, and grateful to them for their support in my obtaining my education. The world needs more people like mom Ritter. I remember her smile and her hands on her hips when someone did something silly and her saying, "ain't he sumpthin?" She was truly special and indeed she was sumpthin, irreplaceable. Rest in peace mom Ritter. Dr. Richard W. Fletcher, Chiropractor, retired. 201 W. Craig Pl., Unit "B", San Antonio, Tx. 78212.

I have many wonderful memories of time spent with Peggy and Clinton. My deepest sympathy to all her family. Ruby R. White

To the entire Ritter family, we have many memories and years of friendship, joy and sharing with you and your mother & grandmother that we shall never forget. We know Peggy was a genuine person from the inside out and we thank her for her heart of gold, her faith, writings, cards, calls, visits at the store and our home in Siler, God bless each of you during this time of sorrow. We shall see her again one day. The Dill Family, Siler, VA

My Grandmother was a special lady. I have so many great memories with her. Every year as a child when we would visit we would start the day with a hot cup of tea and watch the birds come in for their bird seeds. Sometimes we would go to Hardees and grab a biscuit followed by a trip to the dump. She made the best homemade strawberry ice cream and we always looked forward to having her potato candy. She was the first to introduce me to watching "The Sound of Music" and "Red Velvet Swing" and even bought me my own copy. She would always start me on my own cross stitch pattern complete with a bag and every thing i would need once i went home. She always made sure I had a drawstring pocketbook, shaw, and hat, which she made. Her smile was infectious, and who couldn't smile and laugh just by being in her presence? She had a genuine goodness and love for all. The miles between us in Texas never kept her from loving our family and staying in touch. In Texas, the saying is "Everything is bigger in Texas" and my grandmothers heart was most definitely bigger than Texas! I am honored to have a part of her in me and love and miss her greatly. Love you Grandma! Becky

Although I never met Peggy Ritter, I feel as though I know her through the many human, humorous and loving stories her daughter Sandy has shared with me. From what I can gather she was the genuine article - a real CATBIRD! When she was in the room - YOU KNEW IT! She was vibrantly alive, ever real and constantly true to what she believed. In that "the apple falls not far from the tree," you raised a beautiful daughter. I salute you in Heaven Miss Peggy. Rest and be at Peace with Our Lord. In God's time, I'll meet you. Donna Surina

Dear Family of Peggy, I moved to Winchester eleven years ago and attended my first DAR meeting here. I met Peggy getting out of her car in the parking lot of the War Memorial. I explained I was looking for the DAR meeting and she gave me a hug and welcomed me. Then she took me inside and introduced me as if I were the most important person ever. She always had a kind word for me over the last eleven years. What a character Peggy was. She would stand at her seat in the meeting and announce she didn't need to move to the microphone because all could hear her report on the veterans. And we all could. God blessed me by putting me in the parking lot that day at the very moment Peggy was getting out of her car. Cherish the memories. She was a lady, a friend and a true patriot. Marilu Gordon

When I was 4 years old, my grandmother, Barbara Chaplin, took me to a DAR meeting where we stayed for refreshments and the first part of the meeting. I was a little shy with all those ladies I didn't know and stayed close to my grandmother. Then this lady came up to us and started chatting with me; she handed me a plastic bag and said she had brought me a present! When I looked inside, there was a beautiful doll with a pink (my favorite color) dress that she told me she had made (crochetted), a pearl necklace, and black patent leather shoes. How could I not love a lady who gave me a doll and talked with me about things I was interested in? I don't get to Virginia very often, but almost every time I visited my grandparents, my grandmother and I visited with Peggy Ritter. Miss Peggy, my 17 year old doll, is still very special to me and reminds me of the fun I had visiting with her creator. Samantha Swinehart

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