Obituary of Jean M Lynch

Marie Jeanne Earl, (AKA Jean M. Lynch), 81 wife of James M. Lynch, passed away on Thursday, December 10, 2015 at Tidelands Community Hospice House. My journey through this life: I was born in Detroit, Michigan, on the 4 February 1934, but my life really started at about age six (6) when my father put me on a bus and sent me to my mother on the other side of Detroit. Needless to say there was no mother on the other end of the bus run. I found out, at a very early age, how to survive in the Auto City on your own. I had to grow up or die, I chose to live. I did what I needed to do to live. I would find food in trash cans and dumpsters and would sleep in old cars, hall ways and abandon buildings. Me and my band of other abandoned children could always find comfort from the HOBOS down by the railroad tracks. They looked out for us, gave us food (such that it was). Thank God they did not bathe us. It was kind of nice not to have to bathe. We stole coats to stay warm in the winter time. I remember one store owner that would say nothing if we stole one apple but two you were in trouble. This was life for about three years until we got into trouble one day and was running from the Police. I got caught because I was the smallest and could not run as fast as they could. The police took me to jail, I ended up in court and was later placed into a Convent. When it came time for me to make up my mind if I wanted to become a nun, I told them no way. I then became a Governess to a family in Grosse Point, Michigan, better known as an unpaid baby sitter and house cleaner. But it was for the best, they sent me to school where I finished my education, which allowed me to move out on my own. I then ran for “Miss Detroit” and won the contest, which opened up other doors for me and I became a model for “Christen Doer”. I then moved to Indianapolis where I became involved in the big time race track. This gave me the opportunity to go out with race car drivers, such as A. F. Fort and others. After all the gilder wore off I then had to settle down and find a real job. I found a job in Findlay, Ohio with a company. One night I was going down the elevator to the bar I saw a man getting ready to go up the elevator. Interesting but little hope for me. To my surprise we ended up in the same bar and had a chance to talk. Later that night I ended up in his room, in his bed, while he slept in the bath tub. Yes that was strange to me, but we continued to see each other while working for the same company. Later when we started talking about marriage, we were told we could not work for the company if we were married. That was simple; we quit our jobs, got in the car and moved to Dearborn, Michigan. There we found work and later moved to Annapolis, Maryland and then to Atlanta, Georgia. While in Atlanta, GA we met the Missionary’s from “The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints”. There was a knock on the door and we were told they had a message from God; I told them I was Martha Washington and closed the door. Not wanting to admit defeat they returned the next day and made another attempt to share the message from God. Feeling sorry for the previous day I let them in the house. We met for many months and discussed the Gospel. Again not wanting to admit defeat they kept explaining and explaining and then the light went off. We both joined “The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints” on 16 June 1967. This was the beginning of the rest of my life. We later received our own Endowment on 30 May 1972 and sealed to each other for time and eternity at the Mesa Arizona Temple. After many jobs in the church we were at our best by serving a mission at the “Columbia Temple” in Columbia, South Carolina from 16 January 2001 to 12 November 2004. Here we learned where we came from, why we are here and where we are going. This experience taught me why this day in so necessary. We all will die one day but it will be how you die that will make the difference. Put you trust in Jesus Christ, giving him your body, placing your spiritual foot into the River Jordan and walking on dry land in to the Promise Land. For this is why we were born. With all my love to my husband for eternity, James Manning Lynch, his companion Jean M. Lynch. Funeral Services will be held at 11 AM Saturday, December 12, 2015, in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Georgetown. Burial will be at 3 PM Saturday in Mt. Hope Cemetery in Florence. The family will receive friends one hour prior to the service. Memorials may be made to Tidelands Community Hospice House, 2591 N. Fraser St. Georgetown, SC 29440. Online condolences may be left at www.ridgewayfh.com Ridgeway Funeral Home of Georgetown is in charge of the arrangements. (843) 485-4242