May P. Moore passed away on November 4th, 2019. She was 93. May was born in Basin, MT and grew up in Radersburg with her older brother Tom Patterson and her younger sister Pauline Patterson (Willet).
May was a very kind, friendly and creative woman. Everyone who met her discovered a wonderful story teller as well as a good listener. Her Rimini neighbors visited often and truly loved her. It was because of them , she was able to stay in her Rimini home until the end.
Her creativity was phenomenal.She could take something insignificant and simple and transform it into something extraordinary. While going through her belongings, her daughters are discovering many unusual items that were being collected. Most people would see it as trash but knowing May there was a grand plan for it’s transformation into a treasured gift for someone.
She was preceded in death by her parents, her brother, sister, son David T. Moore and her Husband, Kenneth D. Moore. She is survived by her daughter Donna Humbert (Jim) and her daughter Laurie House (Dennis). Also 5 grandchildren and 6 Great Grandchildren.
Everyone who knew her has a wonderful memory of her. There will be a celebration of her life in the Spring of 2020 in Rimini. We are looking forward to hearing about all of these wonderful stories as we keep her memory alive. Please visit below to offer a condolence to the family or to share a memory of May.
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Services are pending at this time or no services will be held. If available, please see obituary for more information.
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Lori Gibson says
Laurie and family, we’re very sorry for your loss. I’m so glad I got to meet May, though I can’t remember exactly when – a long time ago! She was a good neighbor and a good friend to Elizabeth. I envision your mom in joyous reunion with those she loves. God bless you all as you go through this time of grief. Rest in peace May.
Lori Gibson
Peggy Laurine Marcinkowski says
May Moore, Lavida May Patterson Moore, – a huge name fitting for a larger-than-life, rare and precious soul. She’d correct me that the Lavida gold mine was named after her, not the other way around and quickly expressed her disdain for that name. We honored to know the depths of May’s complex, varied and precious soul are truly blessed and left with a gigantic place in our hearts where May will forever live. Her wisdom surpassed the owl’s (apparently her favorite creature). She was my spiritual guide, surrogate mom and best friend. It was hard to get advice from May, as she didn’t believe in giving it; but when she would you felt its precision to your core. She was virtually a life-long friend to my Mom and their visits, especially during the last decade of my Mom’s life, were highlights. May had a life of hardships which she shared with few. However, she continued her most meaningful life’s path with frequent wit, humor and quick laughter that enriched many. We shared a passion for politics and frequently ranted and raved to one another, until she said, “Ok, now I’ll get off my soap box.” She was a life-time advocate for women’s rights and encouraged me to carry that forward. When America elected its first African-American president, May shared it was akin only to the day she joined people dancing in the streets at the end of World War II. May strove to understand, not judge. She desired inclusion, not division. Her spiritual search never ended and she was very worried for mankind in her last days as so many no longer seemed to value all the ground the civil rights movements had gained and she saw heart-wrenching and unbelievable backsliding into amorality, corruption, selfishness and greed. Her mind was as sharp as a tack up to the end, despite her body giving out on her in very extreme and painful ways. More personally, she helped me by sharing memories of my childhood and family that I had blocked out or was too close or familiar with to see that set me free to further heal. I’m sure many of you have similar stories as May was an excellent listener, had great discernment, put herself in the shoes of all and very, very slowly came to conclusions. To all of you in Rimini and beyond that helped her live out her life as she desired you have my utmost respect and appreciation. Above all, my ultimate respect and appreciation goes to her daughter Donna who struggled so hard with letting her Mom live out her life as she so desired knowing the risks. Donna heard her Mom and honored her wishes so instead of just existing in a place where she could be safe but have no joy, meaning or purpose to live she allowed May to live in her home with wrap around services when needed until the very end. Donna, what an awesome daughter you were to your Mom. The closeness that you two shared will leave a huge void in your life and with a heavy heart for that, I know we share the gratitude that her suffering is over and she lived out the life of her choice. I was blessed to visit May days before she died. We shared a nice bottle of wine. She told me she knew she was going to die soon and was ready – at 93 she wasn’t trying to set a world record. She only hoped she wouldn’t die the day of or before someone was impeached. Now, May has a front row seat to cheer on and empower those who can continue her work to make the world a better place, especially for the oppressed. Godspeed my dear one, until we meet on the other side. I love and miss you always, your soulmate and kindred spirit, Peggy Laurine Marcinkowski