WHITELAND
Beverly A. Davis, 83, of Whiteland, passed away on December 18, 2022. She was born on March 5, 1939, to the late Albert J. and Fern M. Thieneman. Survivors include her husband, Robert L. Davis, her children, daughter Susan L. Rochner, son Robert T. Davis (Bridget), daughter Judith A. Davis, daughter Kimberly K. Chatham (Steve), and daughter Kelly R. Colin (John). Six grandchildren, and three great-grandchildren, with another one on the way. Survivors also include a brother, Albert J. Thieneman, Jr, (Michelle). Visitation will be on Thursday, December 22, 2022 from 1:00 pm to 8:00 pm at G.H. Hermann Funeral Home. A Mass of Christian Burial will be conducted on Friday, December 23, 2022, 10:00am at SS Francis &Clare Catholic Church, 5901 Olive Branch Road, Greenwood, IN . She will be laid to rest at The Gardens at Olive Branch Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made in Beverly’s name to The Alzheimer’s Foundation of America.
Mom was a loving wife, mother of 5, grandmother of 6, and great-grandmother of 3, with a 4th on the way.
She was a wonderful cook and hostess, always curious to tinker with a new recipe, and eager to make a guest welcome in the family home.
Dad, Mom &Judy were known as “The Three Musketeers” as they logged thousands of miles traveling around the US and Canada. She loved shopping with her daughters &eating burritos, enchilada-style, at Tumbleweed, her favorite restaurant. In fact, she was known to make road trips to southern Indiana just to get one, with her girls in tow, of course.
She spent 63 years with Bob, the love of her life. They were a team from the beginning, Whether it was raising a family, building a business, or simply rearranging the living room furniture, Mom &Dad taught us compromise, compassion, humor, &patience. They also taught us the value of hard work – and the value of working with those you love.
Mom walked the tight-rope between Mother &friend with great ease. She was always ready &willing to talk (even when we weren’t) to help us find solutions. During those roller-coaster teenage years, if she felt a bit more advice was needed than she could provide, you would invariably find a neatly clipped “Dear Abby” column lying on your bed pillow, with the important parts highlighted. We kids would usually groan, but always smile &end up going to talk a little more with Mom.
Christmas was her favorite holiday &every year she would add to her decorations. Dad good naturedly put up decorations that spilled over into each room – including the bathroom! He even bought her a life sized stuffed reindeer for their anniversary when she insisted it REALLY was all she wanted. The grandkids so loved Grandma’s house at Christmas that they called it a winter wonderland. Even the family cat got into the act by camping out under the tree with the rest of Mom’s holiday “critters”. Front ¢er of the decorations, however, was the Nativity because, as Mom taught us, family &faith are everything. Her faith was quiet. She was never comfortable in, nor in need of, the spotlight, but was content to quietly be of service to anyone that needed help. Mom was a true Christmas angel &while it pains us to give her back to heaven, it’s appropriate that she should become part of the holiday she loved so much. Merry Christmas, Mom!
