Angela Byrd

Angela Byrd was born in Louisville, Kentucky to Mildred and Harry Woodcock. She graduated
from TL Hanna High School in Anderson, SC and attended Anderson College. She lived her adult
life primarily in Dothan, Alabama and Greenville, South Carolina.

She was: "Momma" to Rob Byrd of Millers Ferry, Alabama, Ronnie Byrd of Port St. Lucie, Florida, and BeckyByrd Callaham (Chip) of Greenville, SC.
"Nana" to her grandchildren, Ben Byrd of New Orleans, LA., Danielle Byrd Lamkin (Jared) of New
Orleans, LA, Aubrey Byrd Lirette (Tyler) of New Orleans, LA, Iris Byrd of Port St. Lucie, FL, Chloe
Callaham of Santa Monica, CA, and Davis Callaham of Atsugi, Japan; great grandchildren,
Shannon Fisette and Tucker Lamkin of New Orleans, LA.
"Angela" to her loving partner of 34 years, Richard Day of Greenville SC, her dear sister-in-law,
Barbara Byrd Merritt, of Charleston, SC, along with a host of other nieces, nephews and
cousins.
"Angie" to her dear friends in Dothan Alabama. (She secretly hated the name Angie, but loved
them to much to tell them) and to her sitter, Juan Lambert (but only when she was being
contrary).
And was “just Angela” to all the random people she met in grocery stores and medical facilities.

Angela was predeceased by her husband, Robert Van Buren (Chip) Byrd, Jr.

Angela considered her main job “Domestic Engineer”, but stumbled into a job selling cosmetics
for Rich’s at Haywood Mall in the early 1980’s.  She rarely received a paycheck, choosing
instead to spend her lunch breaks shopping. When selling cosmetics became too expensive, she
landed a job in customer service- eventually getting fired for spending too much time with each
customer, waxing poetic about their lives, kids and pets. Up until her last days, she had a soft
spot for the customer service reps of the world, spending hours waiting on hold and talking to
the friendly people whose job it was to help her with her computer or Amazon account.
Angela so loved volunteering. She was a Red Cross volunteer, a Girl Scout leader, Cub Scout
troop leader, cheerleading mom, and all those other thankless jobs that parents in the 1970’s
dreaded.  She adored her time with the Southeast Alabama Community Theater in Dothan
Alabama. One of her finest moments was her role as Vera Charles in the play, Auntie Mame-
circa 1975. To her dying day, she could recite the line of her grand entrance.

Angela was a style maven. She rocked the go-go boots of the 60’s, bikinis and her “Cher outfit”
of the 70’s, shoulder pads of the 80’s and wind suits of the 90’s. When she moved more toward
comfort wear, she was more likely to wear pithy T-shirts with sayings like;” I’m sorry for what I
said when I was sleepy.” Throughout her life, she collected hundreds of pairs of shoes and
thousands of purses, always sure the next one would be the best. Unfortunately, she died
without finding the perfect shoes or purse on this earth.

Angela’s hair was always coiffed with the latest styles, including the finest Farrah Fawcett mane
in Dothan Alabama in 1976. In later years, she had to acquire small hair pieces (with names like
Vicky and Charisse) that added volume to her hair, but never needed color: She was proud that
she never had a single grey hair.

Angela was a natural storyteller. To this day, her kids and grandkids aren’t sure that she wasn’t
a Native American princess, that she didn’t invent the smiley face, or that she didn’t date a
famous race car driver. She spoke with no filter and one always knew what she thought. She
was especially stubborn about random facts--always sure she was right, but was often wrong.
When the time came for hospice to be involved in her life, she proudly proclaimed, “I told you I
was dying!”

Angela was a loving wife to her husband, Chip, and a devoted partner to Richard. She loved all
her animals and leaves behind her beloved dog, Sheila, and enormous cat, Oreo. She was wildly
proud of her kids and grandkids. She loved a good Chile Relleno with a cold beer. And it was a
joy to watch her dance to her favorite song, Green Onions, by MG and the Booker T’s.
Angela’s favorite quote was, “She believed she could, so she did.” This motto gave her strength
through years of illness and rehabilitation and guided her through the transition from hospital
to hospice to finally letting go of her earthly body.

The family will have a private celebration of life at a date to be determined.

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