Dorothy Farmer

Dorothy Rose Peace-Farmer born on July 26, 1930, was the oldest of four (4) children born to the late Eugene and Gladys Peace at Thomas Jefferson Hospital in Philadelphia, PA. All three siblings, brothers Eugene, Thomas and Warren predeceased her.

At a very young age, Dot, the name most familiar to many, was sent to Oxford, North Carolina, to be raised by her grandmother, Rose Lee Peace. In 1944, at the age of 14, she returned to Philadelphia, PA.

Dot graduated from Simon Gratz High School, in 1948; and, in 1949, she was trained by the Board of Education to become a practical nurse. She worked at various hospitals in the Philadelphia area including Lankenau Hospital. When Lankenau relocated from 20th & Girard Avenue, because of her lack of transportation, she decided not to move on with them.

In June of 1953, Dot married Charles H. Farmer. Charles predeceased her in 1976. From their union, one child was born, Darryl B. Farmer. Darryl was the pride, love and joy of their lives. Sadly, Darryl departed life on Sunday, June 21, 2020.

Five years after the passing of her husband, Dot thought it was best for her to seek employment. She obtained a position with the Naval Air Force Base in Warminster, PA where she worked for fourteen years until her retirement in 1995.

Dot was a lover of life and people. As a senior citizen, she fully understood her social status in life. She was an educator, passing life knowledge onto family friends, neighbors and even strangers. She was neither shy nor selfish. She shared with everyone. Dot could talk, talk, talk; not much of a listener, but an avid teacher.

Dot was interested in many aspects of life -- physical, mental, emotional and spiritual. She would often say "God is keeping me here for a reason'.

She leaves to cherish her memory daughter-in-law Teresa Farmer, one grandson Tyler Farmer; four half-sisters Gwendolyn Cole, Helen Andrews, Gail Thompson and Sharleen Peel; one half-brother Randolph Thompson; sisters-in-law Joanne Peace, Carol Peace and Zenobia Thompson; and, a host of cousins, nieces, nephews, friends and neighbors.

Although we shall miss you, we have the sweet assurance that we'll understand 'by and by'. We find sweet comfort that you've gone to your reward. Now rest in the bosom of our merciful and compassionate Lord.
Sorrowfully submitted, The Family