Roberta “Bertie” Montgomery Thomas

July 30, 1931 - January 14, 2017
Roberta “Bertie” Montgomery Thomas

Roberta “Bertie” Montgomery Thomas, age 85, passed away Saturday, January 14, 2017.

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  • January 26, 2017
    Donna Montgomery-Abbott says:
    If only we knew when we're going to die, We would all be prepared to say goodbye. My Aunt Birtie has gone our last aunt or uncle from the Montgomery side. She finally went home to see Uncle Bob, From my early memories back on Bonair Road in Baltimore. Aunt Birtie never missed a thing. Eyes like a eagle and hearing like a bat she saw and heard it all. What was great about that is if she saw or heard it first your had a great chance of Not getting into trouble because she wouldn't tell your parents at all or at least not tell the one she knew would punish you. I would love to sit and hear stories from aunt Birdies younger days about my father and the rest of the Montgomery clan. They say that times were tough then, That money was very tight, But I remember my childhood, And I know that can't be right. There was always a party a “get together” in someones back yard or basement. We always had lots of food, beer and singing. The more the beer the better the singing. Aunt Birtie loved to be the “hostess” and she was a good cook. Being a grand parent of 7 now I don't see how she put up with all of us. When aunt Birtie and uncle Bob moved to Topsail you could see she had a love for the water. I always enjoyed going and staying with her. Aunt Birtie never made a fuss she was quiet and very cheerful. My first memories after they moved down was aunt Birtie cutting up bait for us 4 when we got our “Ron Popeal pocket fishing rods”, We had some really good times. I remember when she “quit” smoking. Every morning I would drive her to the store just so she could have a smoke on the way up and the way back. It was cute that she pretended that uncle Bob didn't know and he pretended she didn't know he knew she was smoking. A few times when we went she was recovering and could not make it down the steps to get in the water, so she asked me to ask Jonathan if he would mind helping her. It was very funny instead of him helping her down the steps he just picked her up off the pier and placed her in the water and she said “ I like that fast service.” There was also a time when Jonathan tripped on the step and threw a 5 gallon bucket of fiddler crabs on aunt Birtie and all she did was laugh. Aunt Birtie was the strong silent type she loved to have family and friends around, she l loved to chit chat and she was also a good listener. Remember Birtie when you hear the winds blow. She is with God, I need you to know. God called her name, and she went to see If the voice she heard was speaking to thee. Bob took her hand, they walked along The road to heaven, where she belonged. The angles sang so sweet and clear.  They sang of love and that heaven is near. She felt his touch, She saw his face, She knew in an instant she was in his grace. You are home now Birtie, you have found your way. So remember me when you hear the wind blow. I am home now with Bob, I need you to know.