Margaret Payne Stovall was born on Sunday, December 12, 1920 in Poughkeepsie, New York, to Phillip Payne and Ottie Lee Payne. She departed this life March 24, 2015. Margaret was the youngest of seven children; three brothers, Alfred, Phillip, John, and three sisters, Alice, Ethel, and Dorothy. At age 94, Margaret was the last surviving sibling. Within the first few years of her life, both father and mother passed away, and Margaret was raised by her Aunt Clara and Uncle Lee, in Bremo Bluff, Virginia. She received her formative education in Virginia, and married Henry Stovall in 1942. Although Margaret did not have children of her own, she was the matriarch of the family in New York. During World War II, Margaret, who was fiercely independent, left Virginia alone, to settle in New York City. While working as a hairstylist, she received hospital training at one of the prestigious Manhattan hospitals, and from the 60's to the time of her retirement in 1985, Margaret was employed as an operating room technician. For many years Margaret has been an active member of the East Ward Missionary Baptist Church. She was a willing worker serving and attending when she was able. After retirement Margaret was a volunteer "Foster Grandparent" in the Foster Grandparent Program at Terence Cardinal Cooke Health Care Center. She cared for children with developmental disabilities. Apparently she was awesome with the love she extended to the children. Margaret was honored for her service there in 1996. In 2001, Margaret volunteered to watch a little white dog (Fluffy) for one week. One week turned into many years until his death. After Fluffy died, she rescued another little white dog named Poppi until the time she could no longer live independently. Margaret was known in her neighborhood as "the lady with the little white dog". She loved and cared for these dogs and they were a blessing to her. Margaret Stovall leaves to cherish memories of her life four nephews, John, Philip, Phillip, and Phillip; a host of grand nieces and grand nephews, their children, cousins and other relatives as well as a host of friends and acquaintances along her journey. At the end of her life, Margaret could recognize few people. The only things she knew for sure were her name and her relationship to her Lord Jesus Christ. How fitting for a life well lived!! Lovingly Submitted by the Family