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Thomas Harold Ivory

January 8, 1953 ~ April 8, 2018 (age 65)

Thomas Ivory was born on January 8, 1953 in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma to the late Rev. Edwin H. Ivory, Sr. and Annie K. Listenbee. He attended and graduated from Douglas High School, OKC, Class of 1971.
   He accepted Christ at an early age at Faith Baptist Church and later in life became a Master Mason in the M.W. Prince Hall Grand Westside Lodge # 42 of Oklahoma in March of 1980.
   Later on Thomas moved to Burkburnett, TX. and united with the Providence Baptist Church where he was a member of the Usher Board, Brotherhood and performed many tasks throughout the church. He was employed until his passing with the City of Burkburnett for nearly 30 years. Thomas was known and befriended by all whom he came into contact with all over town.
     He was a beloved husband, father, uncle and brother. Thomas was known for his big smiling grin, loud voice and cherished  for his witt and joking manner. He had a knack for giving advice, whether wanted or not.
    Thomas was preceded in death by his parents, his stepfather; Claude Miles and his sister; Florine Ivory. He leaves to cherish his memory his stepmother; Mrs. Berline Ivory, his siblings; Edwin “Buggy” Ivory, Jr. (Nyree), Verinda Addison, Randall Ivory, Theresa Ivory -Manuel (Greg), Bertha “Queenie” Harrell (Michael), Roderick M. Ivory (Olga), Michael L. Ivory (Katrina), Sonia A. Ivory, three nephews that he treasured and raised as his sons; Deondre Ivory, Devonte Ivory and Alonte’ “James” Ivory, a host of other relatives and special friends that he held dear to his heart. He touched many lives and will be forever missed and always remembered.

Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.