Nancy Josephine Brown

Born to William Ward Fairchild and Evelyn M. (Neddeau) Fairchild, Nancy was the 9th of 11 children. She is preceded in death by her parents WW and Evelyn, as well as siblings: Teresa Kavanaugh, Margie Herrod, Roy Fairchild, MaryLou Fairchild, and Amanda Ober.

Family members left to grieve, yet celebrate her amazing life include her remaining siblings: Donnie Fairchild, Dorthy Barry, Paul Fairchild, Albert Fairchild and George Fairchild.

Nancy left behind a large number of Nephews, Nieces, Great-Nephews, Great Nieces, Great Great Nephews, and Great Great Nieces whom she considered her “children” and who are forever grateful to have been a part of her life. Each special to her in their own ways.

Cousins and double Cousins almost too numerous to count, as well as friends she considered family, also grieve her passing.

Nancy left the home after completing High School to attend Nursing School in Oklahoma City at Mercy Hospital. She joined the Air Force to serve our Country and was a military nurse for many years in locations throughout the world. After retiring from the military, she settled in Oklahoma City and continued nursing full time for many years. She worked in the recovery room and used to tease that the first face her patients would see when they woke up was hers and that many would ask to go back to sleep. It was that sense of humor that endeared Nancy to so many. Laughter was her medicine.

Nancy faced many medical challenges in her adult life and it seems that with each triumph she would renew her almost unending supply of energy. Family and friends all marveled at her sense of adventure and ability to keep going like the energizer bunny. During these challenging times, laughter was her medicine.

When other family members faced illness and hardships, Nancy was the first to offer support. She accepted the role of caregiver on numerous occasions, never once complaining and always out of a sense of duty and family. Her commitment to this role will be one of her greatest lasting tributes as those of us left behind try and fulfill her legacy. During these times laughter was her medicine.

Nancy was never able to have children of her own, however, she raised so many of her siblings children that she was considered a mom away from mom. Not content with that, she moved on to the next generation of children that think she hung the moon. And finally, another generation of young children have recently enjoyed being spoiled by Aunt Nancy. Memories and stories that would fill volumes of books could be written by those left behind. We grieve and we mourn, yet we also celebrate a life very well lived. During our grief, laughter will be our medicine.