Lois Anderson Fields

March 14, 1941 - November 8, 2020

Our lovely Mother, Mildred Lois Anderson, passed from this earth due to natural causes on November 8, 2020. She was kind to everyone who knew her. Her smile and contagious laughter drew you in, while her genuine curiosity about you would not let go, keeping one mesmerized for hours upon end. Lois was born at Byerly Hospital on March 14, 1941, to Golda Mildred Cox and Henry David Anderson of Hartsville. She was the oldest of four lovely daughters and grew up on Gandy Drive. Many were acquainted with Lois and Charles Fields during their early years together raising four children, Charles William Fields Jr., Michele (Pennington), Dirk, and Nicole (McCracken). Others may have remembered Lois through her residential and commercial interior design affiliation through Southern Office Supply. Most would recall the countless times they were blessed to have served side-by-side with her in a wide variety of activities associated with United Methodist, Emmanuel Baptist Church and School, John Wesley, and more. One may have even noticed a small set of initials located in the bottom right corner of the life-sized painting, hanging in their local church baptismal, as many of these masterpieces are certainly unique through-out the greater Pee Dee area. Or, these small, yet significant initials “LF” is seen as you walk past that one-of-a-kind painting hanging in your home, which means it may have been specially placed in that particular area with her own hands. As her art teacher once conveyed, she was born with an artist’s eye. Lois aspired to teach her children and others to simply “paint it as you see it”. Mom would want our celebration of life to include her testimony to the end. She expressed her desire for everyone, including her most beloved children, grandchildren (Mark Barnes II, Rene Barnes, Brittany Jefferson, Charley-Ann, Colby-Lee), great-grandchildren (Mark Barnes III, Chloe Clark), sisters (Aggie Shaw, Pam Coker, Karen Folk), and their families would discover the gift of true joy in this world, along with peace and comfort in the middle of life’s storms. This gift is offered to everyone through a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Please reference John 3:16 in the Holy Bible to learn more about this special gift that is available for everyone. Upon her family’s request, Tommy Webb, of Hartsville, specializing in custom architecture, millwork, and fine furniture was commissioned to hand-craft a “simple pine box” for Mom’s earthly remains. As the story unfolds, from one artist to another, her wish was simplicity, yet much to our surprise, a special lot of 30-year kiln-dried, eastern white pine has been awaiting the final order, from the Master’s Hand, to become a magnificent resting place for His heavenly daughter, who is a child of the King. Our family will lay her body to rest, along-side her Mother and Father in Magnolia Cemetery. Celebrate her life with us, recall those special moments as we are because she is now where her heart and soul has always longed to be, at the feet of Jesus in Heaven. In remembrance of our Mother, please pay it forward when given the chance, and be kind to others. In conclusion, we offer this timeless depiction of our Mom, written by her daughter, in 1981, while attending Liberty University: She is radiant and beautiful, having the countenance of 10,000 angels. Her character portrays the inward beauty of a virtuous woman, which is the secret of true beauty each woman desires to have. She is the epitome of the Godly woman in Proverbs 31:10, “Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies”. Her constant glowing smile is genuine, brilliant, and warm-hearted. Her eyes are a mirror of her character. These are eyes that you can trust. They respond to your immediate cares. Eyes that reach far beyond the surface of your heart into the innermost part of your soul. Her eyes cast a shadow on her pale pink cheek. This is a shadow of remembrance that she, along with many others, will never forget. Within this shadow lies a thin scar that bears the fact of a tragedy she once suffered, a tragic accident that certainly changed her life, but ultimately for the good of everyone. I see her hands. They were once young and beautiful. Through time, these hands have experienced treacherous work, always providing food for the family and never delinquent in the chores to be done. And too, these hands, with the touch of a paintbrush, create magnificent pictures of God’s creation. Yet, this artwork is only one form of communication. With these hands, she creates another image. She paints a picture of the world for the deaf. Through the fluttering of her hands, she relates words, feelings, thoughts, and images to a group of special people. The extent of the creation of her hands is almost limitless. She can take a mere piece of cloth and produce a creation of herself in a fine garment. The fruit of her hands have reflected upon the lives of her four children, for they now rise up and call her “Blessed”. Through her various God-given talents, she glorifies her Creator by giving these talents back to her Lord and Savior. This exceptional woman, my precious God-fearing Mother, shall greatly be praised.