Homegoing Services for Ms. Lucille Hammock Gray, of Decatur, GA., will be held Tuesday, December 9, 2025, 11:00 A.M. in the Chapel of Donald Trimble Mortuary. Interment, Kennedy Memorial Gardens, Ellenwood, GA. Public Viewing and Visitation will be held at the mortuary Monday, December 8, 2025, 3:00 P.M. until 6:00 P.M.
She leaves to cherish her memories, her children, Betty Snipes, Eugene Hammock, Linda Anderson, Carolyn Ellis, Cora Lee James, Marvin Gray, Timmie Gray, Tony Gray, and Tommy Gray; 60 grandchildren, great grandchildren, great-great grandchildren; and a host of nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends. Family and friends are asked to assemble at the residence Tuesday, at 10:00 A.M.
Donald Trimble Mortuary, Inc., 1876 Second Avenue, Decatur, 404-371-0772-3.
Send flowers to the service of Lucille Hammock Gray
Jennifer Elliott sent Sweet Moments for Lucille Hammock Gray - December 07, 2025
The most beautiful woman I ever met 💜 ❤️ 💗 I love you Ms L.Gray
My condolences to the family. I will forever keep you all in my prayers. Ms. Gray you will be missed. I remember you would get a person straight in one minute and look like you hadn't said a word in the next. You smile will be missed and I know you loved your family as they loved you. Rest in heaven until we see you again.
Mrs. Lucille Gray Mother-in law you're already missed I will always remember you for your strength and entrepreneurial spirit, the love you held for the family, your presence will for ever be missed ❤️ and your memories will forever live on in the heart of me RIH Mother-Law Son-in Law Larry
Mrs. Gray was a very strong and sweet woman. She has touch souls that she may not have realized, and she was a true inspiration to my family. I am so thankful for the opportunity to have her in our lives. May God continue to bless the sacred ground that she has left behind.
When Great Trees Fall Maya Angelou When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken. Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of dark, cold caves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.
Mama Gray, I'm going to truely miss our conversations/laughs. You have been there for me through life challenges with encouraging words and support. I LOVE YOU and MISS YOU! Rest on in his arms! Your play daughter Pat
Our staff will continue to keep your family in our prayers. We thank you for allowing us to serve your family.