Wynne, Letha Foster (Mrs. Ardis M.)

3/5/1967

 

MRS. LETHA FOSTER WYNNE
September 15, 1882-March 5, 1967
 
                Mrs. Letha Foster Wynne died at 5:00 P.M. Sunday, March 5, 1967. Funeral services were held at 2:30 P.M. Monday at Kilpatrick Funeral Home in Bernice, Louisiana with the Rev. Byrd L. Terry officiating. Burial was in Forest Park Cemetery, Shreveport, Louisiana.
                Mrs. Letha Foster Wynne, daughter of John Kirk Foster and Amanda Jane Hayes was born September 15, 1882 in Vernon Parish. There were five brothers and four girls.
                Survivors of Mrs. Wynne are one brother, Le Roy Foster of Leesville, and two sisters, Mrs. Leslie Hammer and Mrs. E. A. Hammer, both of Shreveport, Louisiana.
                Mrs. Wynne was educated at Ft. Jesup Academy and prior to her marriage was Post Mistress of Anacoco, Louisiana. Her father was a long time teacher in Louisiana.
                Mr. Ardis M. Wynne and Miss Letha Foster were united in wedlock October 25, 1917. They have one child, Mrs. Emeline Wade, of Oak Ridge, Louisiana. She was born November 6, 1918.
                Rev. and Mrs. Wynne began their work together in the Methodist Episcopal Church in the Gulf Texas Conference. They were transferred to the Louisiana Conference December 3, 1925, which they served together until retirement in 1954 in Bernice, Louisiana.
                Mother was a devoted wife and took an active part in all Christian work with her husband. She was capable in many fields of church work from music to teaching. Mother was a member of the Eastern Star and took part in club work in her younger years.
                Rev. and Mrs. Wynne were on the Zachary, Slaughter work 1927-1931. They were beloved in both churches. Mrs. Wynne organized a Woman’s Missionary Society in Slaughter in 1928. In 1958 that W.S.C.S. honored her with a Life Membership pin.
                This is a poem she kept in her Bible which expresses most what I want to say:
                                I thank thee, Lord, that grief can’t always last
                                That there’s an end to sorrow’s darkest day.
                                Then give me gratitude for pleasures past.
                                The joys thou sawest fit to take away.  
The treasures that were lent me for a while, and then recalled.
O help me Lord to smile and say,
Thy will be done sincere and true,
And give me work these empty hands to do.
 
A tribute by Mrs. P. H. Wade, Jr.
Daughter of Rev. and Mrs. A. M. Wynne
 
Source: Journal Louisiana Conference, 1967; p. 224