Patricia Faller

Patricia Faller, a devoted wife, mother, grandmother, and faithful servant of God, has gone to rest and wait for Jesus. A lifelong Seventh-day Adventist, she lived with unwavering faith and a heart for service.

Patricia Faller was born in Maryland and lived a life full of love, faith, and devotion to her family. She married her first husband, Gene Autry Peebles. They lived in a cute pink house in Casselberry. At 20, she had her first daughter, Debbie, and at 22, she had her second daughter, Kathy.

Patricia later married her second husband, Jim Stamps, When she met him, she already knew he was going to Germany in the Air Force, and soon after, the whole family moved there for three years. From Germany, they moved to Edwards Air Force Base in California, then to Plant City, where they lived for three years and ran a little gas station beside the now dinosaur exhibit. It was during this time that she found Jesus again.

She met her third husband, Lloyd Faller, at a singles club at an Adventist event. He wanted to show her his paintings after a meeting. They dated for three months before getting married. They even went to the Ringling Brothers Circus on a date. He worked painting billboards at Petersons.

Her marriage to Lloyd was a union of faith and ministry, filled with music, compassion, and a shared commitment to helping others.

They lived in a two-story yellow house in Altamonte Springs. The house had a split pea-colored green bathroom and shag carpet in one room. Lloyd was always playing guitar, filling the house with music.

They moved to Madisonville, Tennessee where they were married for 12 years. She always said, "Moving there was one of the best decisions of my whole life."

Patricia was a devout Seventh-day Adventist and lived her faith through service and kindness. She followed a strict vegan lifestyle, believing in the importance of health and wellness. Her routine was built around faith and community. Mondays, she cleaned the Better Living Center which was like a Goodwill that the church ran. Tuesdays, she sold goods and organized natural disaster relief. Every other week, she, her husband and the church provided food for the community-250+ families. My grandfather and I would take a big bread truck to food banks, I vividly remembers sneaking Little Debbie snacks when no one was looking.

She lived on a large plot of land in Madisonville with an enormous garden, where she cultivated fresh fruits and vegetables. I spent every summer with her there from the time she was six until she was 17, forming deep memories of working in the garden, exploring the land, and learning from her grandmother's wisdom and love for nature.

Patricia had many hobbies that she was deeply passionate about. She loved genealogy and would travel overseas to look up census records and track down relatives. She had seen several world wonders and visited many countries in her travels. In her younger years, she painted several paintings. Lloyd, her husband, was an amazing painter himself and enjoyed learning new languages in his free time. He also played several different styles of musical instruments, filling their home with creativity and music.

Her grandchildren were a source of joy in her life. As kids we would all play in the garden and the creek while Grandma made us tomato sandwiches and baked the most amazing breads. Her favorite memory of us all was wading in the creek. She found joy in simple things- hearing the call of a cardinal, or reminiscing about her youth and pulling out the projector to show us all slides. Her first pet was Pummy, a Pomeranian. At one point she even had a pet skunk!

Patricia was deeply loved by her family and friends. Her faith was her anchor, and she devoted herself to helping others. Even in her final days, she continued to give out books and share her faith.

Patricia's greatest desire was to see Jesus. Though we grieve, we rejoice knowing she is at peace, awaiting the day we are reunited in eternity.

The last time I saw her she kept humming "I'll see you in your dreams."

**"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." - 2 Timothy 4:7**