Margaret Ann Holmberg, 76, died Monday, January 10, 2022, at Baptist Memorial Hospital – North Mississippi. There are no services planned at this time.
Born in 1945 to the late Lucille Skelton and Delayon Pearson, Margaret grew up on a small cotton farm in the Mississippi Delta near Marks. She and her brother David, who died in an oil barge accident when she was 16, loved the woods and river and relied on one another greatly. She missed him the rest of her life.
She attended Mississippi State College for Women/Mississippi University for Women sporadically from January 1963 until she finally received a Bachelor of Science degree in business and journalism 18 years later. Although her hopes to be ordained a priest in the Episcopal Church went unrealized, she received a Master of Divinity degree from Yale Divinity School with a certificate from the Episcopal seminary Berkeley Divinity School. Margaret spent 20 years in advertising and public relations, 10 years in non-profit social service management, and some years in lay pastoral care in the Episcopal Church.
After seeing her mother work hard for so many years at jobs she didn't like, Margaret seldom worked a job that she didn't love, moving among many interesting positions in her life. Her first job was at the candy counter in a Ben Franklin store in Marks, MS. She edited trade magazines in Tennessee, Arizona, and Mississippi and was founding partner of Phoenix Advertising Studio in Columbus, MS. She and her first husband, Darrow Moore, were semi drivers, hauling mail from Columbus, MS, to Denver, CO. She also did temp work – inventory at a steel building company, quality control secretary at a toilet seat manufacturer, pulling staples for a donut corporate office, drafting for a city planner, filing for Arizona Highways magazine, landscaping for a large city school, clerk in a yarn store, church secretary, bookkeeping for a non-profit.
She spent one summer with friends following the rodeo circuit, learned to cut meat from a red-headed Cajun butcher, drank too much until she was 35 and then not at all, and at various times in her life could throw a knife, shoot a gun, and crack a bullwhip as well as sew Western shirts, knit a baby blanket, supervise home renovation and repair. She loved to teach – crochet, spinning, how to fix a toilet, Old Testament theology, canning..
Her freeform fiber work was published by the International Freeform Fiberarts Guild in their annual Challenge books for several years. A fiber fanatic, she loved to spin, weave, knit, and crochet as well as visit farms with alpaca, sheep, goats, horses, cows, chickens, and all sorts of animals. With the camera and cell phone, she was always snapping pictures of sky, flowers, animals, cars, houses, trees, and people. In her 70s, she began to draw and paint, and she loved old houses, barns and animals as subjects.
Margaret's life, like her home, was messy and cluttered with strange and interesting friends and chosen family. Her mottoes were: "It's often better to ask forgiveness than permission." "Don't wait for the storm to pass; learn to dance in the rain." "Damn the torpedoes; full speed ahead."
She was preceded in death by all of her immediate family including her husband David Holmberg. More than 50 years after they met and were sweethearts at the Navy Base in Bermuda, David and Margaret reunited and married in 2010. She is survived by her "nephew" Chase Crawford, his wife Manda and daughters Caitlyn and Bella, as well as cousins in Mississippi, numerous godchildren, and many friends all over the world.
Born in 1945 to the late Lucille Skelton and Delayon Pearson, Margaret grew up on a small cotton farm in the Mississippi Delta near Marks. She and her brother David, who died in an oil barge accident when she was 16, loved the woods and river and relied on one another greatly. She missed him the rest of her life.
She attended Mississippi State College for Women/Mississippi University for Women sporadically from January 1963 until she finally received a Bachelor of Science degree in business and journalism 18 years later. Although her hopes to be ordained a priest in the Episcopal Church went unrealized, she received a Master of Divinity degree from Yale Divinity School with a certificate from the Episcopal seminary Berkeley Divinity School. Margaret spent 20 years in advertising and public relations, 10 years in non-profit social service management, and some years in lay pastoral care in the Episcopal Church.
After seeing her mother work hard for so many years at jobs she didn't like, Margaret seldom worked a job that she didn't love, moving among many interesting positions in her life. Her first job was at the candy counter in a Ben Franklin store in Marks, MS. She edited trade magazines in Tennessee, Arizona, and Mississippi and was founding partner of Phoenix Advertising Studio in Columbus, MS. She and her first husband, Darrow Moore, were semi drivers, hauling mail from Columbus, MS, to Denver, CO. She also did temp work – inventory at a steel building company, quality control secretary at a toilet seat manufacturer, pulling staples for a donut corporate office, drafting for a city planner, filing for Arizona Highways magazine, landscaping for a large city school, clerk in a yarn store, church secretary, bookkeeping for a non-profit.
She spent one summer with friends following the rodeo circuit, learned to cut meat from a red-headed Cajun butcher, drank too much until she was 35 and then not at all, and at various times in her life could throw a knife, shoot a gun, and crack a bullwhip as well as sew Western shirts, knit a baby blanket, supervise home renovation and repair. She loved to teach – crochet, spinning, how to fix a toilet, Old Testament theology, canning..
Her freeform fiber work was published by the International Freeform Fiberarts Guild in their annual Challenge books for several years. A fiber fanatic, she loved to spin, weave, knit, and crochet as well as visit farms with alpaca, sheep, goats, horses, cows, chickens, and all sorts of animals. With the camera and cell phone, she was always snapping pictures of sky, flowers, animals, cars, houses, trees, and people. In her 70s, she began to draw and paint, and she loved old houses, barns and animals as subjects.
Margaret's life, like her home, was messy and cluttered with strange and interesting friends and chosen family. Her mottoes were: "It's often better to ask forgiveness than permission." "Don't wait for the storm to pass; learn to dance in the rain." "Damn the torpedoes; full speed ahead."
She was preceded in death by all of her immediate family including her husband David Holmberg. More than 50 years after they met and were sweethearts at the Navy Base in Bermuda, David and Margaret reunited and married in 2010. She is survived by her "nephew" Chase Crawford, his wife Manda and daughters Caitlyn and Bella, as well as cousins in Mississippi, numerous godchildren, and many friends all over the world.
Margaret Ann Holmberg, 76, died Monday, January 10, 2022, at Baptist Memorial Hospital – North Mississippi. There are no services planned at this time.
Born in 1945 to the late Lucille Skelton and Delayon Pearson, Margaret grew up on a small cotton farm in the Mississippi Delta near Marks. She and her brother David, who died in an oil barge accident when she was 16, loved the woods and river and relied on one another greatly. She missed him the rest of her life.
She attended Mississippi State College for Women/Mississippi University for Women sporadically from January 1963 until she finally received a Bachelor of Science degree in business and journalism 18 years later. Although her hopes to be ordained a priest in the Episcopal Church went unrealized, she received a Master of Divinity degree from Yale Divinity School with a certificate from the Episcopal seminary Berkeley Divinity School. Margaret spent 20 years in advertising and public relations, 10 years in non-profit social service management, and some years in lay pastoral care in the Episcopal Church.
After seeing her mother work hard for so many years at jobs she didn't like, Margaret seldom worked a job that she didn't love, moving among many interesting positions in her life. Her first job was at the candy counter in a Ben Franklin store in Marks, MS. She edited trade magazines in Tennessee, Arizona, and Mississippi and was founding partner of Phoenix Advertising Studio in Columbus, MS. She and her first husband, Darrow Moore, were semi drivers, hauling mail from Columbus, MS, to Denver, CO. She also did temp work – inventory at a steel building company, quality control secretary at a toilet seat manufacturer, pulling staples for a donut corporate office, drafting for a city planner, filing for Arizona Highways magazine, landscaping for a large city school, clerk in a yarn store, church secretary, bookkeeping for a non-profit.
She spent one summer with friends following the rodeo circuit, learned to cut meat from a red-headed Cajun butcher, drank too much until she was 35 and then not at all, and at various times in her life could throw a knife, shoot a gun, and crack a bullwhip as well as sew Western shirts, knit a baby blanket, supervise home renovation and repair. She loved to teach – crochet, spinning, how to fix a toilet, Old Testament theology, canning..
Her freeform fiber work was published by the International Freeform Fiberarts Guild in their annual Challenge books for several years. A fiber fanatic, she loved to spin, weave, knit, and crochet as well as visit farms with alpaca, sheep, goats, horses, cows, chickens, and all sorts of animals. With the camera and cell phone, she was always snapping pictures of sky, flowers, animals, cars, houses, trees, and people. In her 70s, she began to draw and paint, and she loved old houses, barns and animals as subjects.
Margaret's life, like her home, was messy and cluttered with strange and interesting friends and chosen family. Her mottoes were: "It's often better to ask forgiveness than permission." "Don't wait for the storm to pass; learn to dance in the rain." "Damn the torpedoes; full speed ahead."
She was preceded in death by all of her immediate family including her husband David Holmberg. More than 50 years after they met and were sweethearts at the Navy Base in Bermuda, David and Margaret reunited and married in 2010. She is survived by her "nephew" Chase Crawford, his wife Manda and daughters Caitlyn and Bella, as well as cousins in Mississippi, numerous godchildren, and many friends all over the world.
Born in 1945 to the late Lucille Skelton and Delayon Pearson, Margaret grew up on a small cotton farm in the Mississippi Delta near Marks. She and her brother David, who died in an oil barge accident when she was 16, loved the woods and river and relied on one another greatly. She missed him the rest of her life.
She attended Mississippi State College for Women/Mississippi University for Women sporadically from January 1963 until she finally received a Bachelor of Science degree in business and journalism 18 years later. Although her hopes to be ordained a priest in the Episcopal Church went unrealized, she received a Master of Divinity degree from Yale Divinity School with a certificate from the Episcopal seminary Berkeley Divinity School. Margaret spent 20 years in advertising and public relations, 10 years in non-profit social service management, and some years in lay pastoral care in the Episcopal Church.
After seeing her mother work hard for so many years at jobs she didn't like, Margaret seldom worked a job that she didn't love, moving among many interesting positions in her life. Her first job was at the candy counter in a Ben Franklin store in Marks, MS. She edited trade magazines in Tennessee, Arizona, and Mississippi and was founding partner of Phoenix Advertising Studio in Columbus, MS. She and her first husband, Darrow Moore, were semi drivers, hauling mail from Columbus, MS, to Denver, CO. She also did temp work – inventory at a steel building company, quality control secretary at a toilet seat manufacturer, pulling staples for a donut corporate office, drafting for a city planner, filing for Arizona Highways magazine, landscaping for a large city school, clerk in a yarn store, church secretary, bookkeeping for a non-profit.
She spent one summer with friends following the rodeo circuit, learned to cut meat from a red-headed Cajun butcher, drank too much until she was 35 and then not at all, and at various times in her life could throw a knife, shoot a gun, and crack a bullwhip as well as sew Western shirts, knit a baby blanket, supervise home renovation and repair. She loved to teach – crochet, spinning, how to fix a toilet, Old Testament theology, canning..
Her freeform fiber work was published by the International Freeform Fiberarts Guild in their annual Challenge books for several years. A fiber fanatic, she loved to spin, weave, knit, and crochet as well as visit farms with alpaca, sheep, goats, horses, cows, chickens, and all sorts of animals. With the camera and cell phone, she was always snapping pictures of sky, flowers, animals, cars, houses, trees, and people. In her 70s, she began to draw and paint, and she loved old houses, barns and animals as subjects.
Margaret's life, like her home, was messy and cluttered with strange and interesting friends and chosen family. Her mottoes were: "It's often better to ask forgiveness than permission." "Don't wait for the storm to pass; learn to dance in the rain." "Damn the torpedoes; full speed ahead."
She was preceded in death by all of her immediate family including her husband David Holmberg. More than 50 years after they met and were sweethearts at the Navy Base in Bermuda, David and Margaret reunited and married in 2010. She is survived by her "nephew" Chase Crawford, his wife Manda and daughters Caitlyn and Bella, as well as cousins in Mississippi, numerous godchildren, and many friends all over the world.
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