Tammey's obituary
She was a proud and compassionate woman brought up in a humble single parent household, raised as the youngest of four with big dreams of bucking convention. The first in our family to battle back against the strains of prejudice at a time that segregation was still a common practice; her belief in the ultimate goodness of all people broke down racial barriers within her sphere of influence. Introducing the first two bi-racial children into our family, she crafted a legacy that lives on to this day in countless cousins, nieces, nephews, and grandchildren.
Mom was a storyteller and as a boy I remember spending countless hours listening to her speak. For a time, she worked second shift and our only opportunity to see one another was at a late hour when she would bring a bag full of snacks, snag me from bed, and take me to her room where we would laugh and joke for an hour talking about funny things that happened throughout our day. As a man, I still practice this with my wife when times get tough. Its this same storytelling that inspired me to be a writer.
She lived a life of sacrifice, regularly choosing to wear bargain or broken clothing provided it meant her kids could have better. There was a special quality to her that somehow made her ahead of her time as she never placed her identity into her work. Work was simply something you had to do to survive, but the true value of a person, to mom, was in their relationships with family. She LOVED her children, her grandchildren, and her siblings.
Mom served as a consistent pillar to our family, a North star ever present regardless of the paths her children were on. In her later years, she’d extend the same love, compassion and acceptance to four incredible grandchildren who became her whole world. She loved her husband, spicy collared greens, cabbage rolls, spades, cheeseball, and family in any form.
She is survived by the undying love of her husband and partner of 30-years, Rick Caywood, her son and daughter-in-law Chad and Jamie Ayinde, her daughter and four grandchildren, MaTia Jackson, Camden Kennedy, Casin Jackson, Cian Jackson, and Brileigh Jackson, her sister, Terri Napier, her brothers-in-law, Ray Caywood, Ted Caywood, and her sisters-in-law Sharon Armstrong, Ruth Carpenter and Sheila Storms.
The family has requested a private venue and intend to celebrate Tammey’s life with immediate family. We hope that everyone will take the time to toast in recognition of a beautiful and powerful woman laid to rest.
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Chad my friend and screenwriting brother,
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