Ruby Carty

For most people, the only time their name graces the pages of a newspaper is when they pass away. An attempt is made to summarize their life and the impact they made on humanity in multiple paragraphs. I guess it is easy to list their relatives…the organizations in which they were a member…the places in which they were employed…but how do you convey the attributes of a spark? Because when you are describing the life of Ruby Davis Carty, that is what you are dealing with. A fiery spark that lit up the lives of all who knew her. It is a wonder the spark inside Ruby was not snuffed out. She did not have an easy life by any means. Her mother was not present, she was moved around constantly as a child, and she dealt with health issues. Yet that spark continued to burn. If Ruby was nearby, you knew it. That laugh could travel through lead. The woman was excited about everything. It was infectious. Whether it was seeing the grandkids, seeing the dogs, seeing biscuits and gravy on the menu…getting a fountain drink from the general store…to Ruby, it was the greatest thing in the world. And that is how she made you feel. “You” were the greatest thing in the world. She noticed the little things about you. The things you thought no one noticed and often times, it was good things you didn’t even notice about yourself. She loved everyone and she loved sooooooo many things. She loved her Nascar. If it was Sunday during race season, don’t even waste your time calling her to talk. She wasn’t answering. She loved the casinos…probably more for the road trip than the actual gambling. She loved chicken figurines and she loved anything with a Coca Cola emblem. Antiques, making candy at Christmas, bowling, playing cards, doing crossword puzzles, country music, Chinese food…the list goes on and on. She loved her family. She raised two exceptional sons who in turn gave her three exceptional grand daughters whom she loved deeply. She loved her daughters in law as though they were her own. Whomever devised the evil mother in law stereotype obviously knew not of Ruby Carty. She was a blessing. She loved her friends and she had hundreds upon hundreds. By friends, I do not mean acquaintances. I mean “true” friends. Friends who would do anything for you, friends. We are so thankful for each- and- every- thing these wonderful people meant to her and did for her. They are truly angels on earth. Simply put, Ruby loved life. And she made life so much better for all those who were blessed to know her. The most impressive thing about Ruby was the fact that she wasn’t perfect. Not by any means. None of us are. But with Ruby, the fabulous exceeded the flaws…by a million miles. Gemologists say that all-natural rubies contain imperfections and it is these imperfections that increase the value of the gemstone. Ruby Carty is the proof. Ruby’s life began in Bakersfield, California on June 7, 1955. She left her earthly body on August 12, 2019 in Dallas, Texas after a short illness. She was preceded in death by her father Ernie Davis and her brother Ernie Davis Jr. She is survived by two sisters Cherri Kilman and Maryann Davis; Two sons and daughters: Joshua and Tammy Carty and Jacob and Tasha Carty; Four grandchildren: Ryan Elliott, Jade Carty, Jasmine Carty Velarde and Lily Carty. And one furry baby, Zoe. Visitation is Friday evening from 6 to 8pm at Griffin-Roughton Funeral Home in Corsicana, Texas. Chapel Service is Saturday, August 17th at 10am with graveside service to follow. The family has reserved a room at the IOOF Event center for everyone to gather after the service on Saturday. It will be potluck so bring a dish/drinks if you would like. You can drop off starting at 9am on Saturday at 3440 W. 2nd Avenue, Corsicana, Texas 75110.

Ruby Carty

June 7, 1955 - August 12, 2019