Mary Windham
November 17, 1939 ~ December 13, 2023
Mary Windham, age 84, passed away peacefully December 13th surrounded by her family. She was born in Minneapolis, Minnesota, November 17th, 1939, to her parents Melvin and Thelma. Mary lived in Minneapolis until age twelve when she moved with her family to Galveston Texas where her father took a position as a professor at the University of Texas Medical School. She graduated high school and attended college in Galveston. She met her husband Don in Galveston and married him in 1960. Mary and Don moved to Nevada in 1965 and settled in Boulder City where Mary was the director of the laboratory at Boulder City Hospital and Don taught high school. She and Don welcomed three sons after settling in Nevada. Mary and Don retired in San Antonio Texas in 2007. She moved to Wichita to be close to family five years ago. Mary is preceded in death by her parents, her husband, Don and her son, Shelby. She is survived by her brother, Bill (Katherine}; sister, Ann; son, Colin (Fran); son, Dylan (Julie); seven grandchildren and nine great grandchildren. Private services. Downing & Lahey East Mortuary.
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I love visiting with Mary and spending time with her. She had such spirited personality. She was always quick on the wit and up for a good laugh. I’ll never forget the sound of her chuckling after a well timed turn of phrase.
Her passion for knowledge has always impressed me. She was constantly pursuing topics of interest to her and learning all she could about it. She taught me that one is never too old to learn.
Mary always radiated when she spoke of her sons. She was so proud of them and their accomplishments. She loved to share about the latest with them and their lives.
I love you Mary.
Jordan
I’m Ann, her little sister. I’m so happy she died peacefully in her sleep. I’ll always remember her advice about what I should do with my life. She was usually spot on. She was 13 years older than me, so she had the rights to tell me what to do even when I didn’t want to listen. I miss her and I like to think she is with the people who’ve gone before her. I love you, Peg.