Beatrice M. Cameron

CAMERON – Beatrice M., 90, Summerhill, passed away July 18, 2025. Born February 19, 1935 in Summerhill, daughter of Franklin H. Sr. and Susannah B. (Nelson) Penrod.  Preceded in death by parents; husband, James Ray, who died August 3,2006; son, Barry Gene; brother, Franklin H. Jr and his wife Carolee.; nephews, Franklin H. III, Brian and Jeff Penrod; brother-in-law, Ronald J. Fazekas, and close relative, Dorothy Brewer.Survived by sons, Franklin M. (Susan New) and Scott James (Dana Chubski); grandchildren, Brad, Jill, Jeremiah, Michael, Quinten, Ethan, and Katie Lynn; 10 great grandchildren; numerous great-great grandchildren; brother, James Eric Penrod (Mary); and sister, Cathy Sue Fazekas; and little sister, Peggy Walsh. Also, there are several Grand Doggies in there as well.

Beatrice served as Postmaster in Summerhill Borough for over 40 years. She was Past WHP Decapolis Shrine #29, Past Matron of Johnstown Chapter 183 Eastern Star (OES) and of Cambria Court 327 Order of Amaranth, current member of Myersdale Chapter 548 OES, past District 6 vice president of National Association of Post Masters and volunteered as a Girl Scout Leader. Member of Mount Hope CommunityChurch.

Friends will be received from 3-7 p.m. Monday and from 10 a.m. until time of service at 11 a.m. Tuesday at Charles O. Dimond Funeral Home, Inc., South Fork, Pastors Justin Rohrbaugh and Paul N. Leatherman III. Eastern Star service 6 p.m. Monday. Interment, South Fork Cemetery.

Family suggests memorial contributions to the Amaranth Diabetes Foundation, Inc. in her name - https://amaranth.org/amaranth-diabetes-foundation

The following words were written by our mother, Bea Cameron “Dear Loved Ones, Family & friends Do not be sad, we knew this would come. The Lord said, “it’s appointed that man should die”.  Rejoyce that I am with Ray, Dad, Pap, Grand Pap, & Unckie Ray, Hoss to some, and Jim/Jimmy to others.  What a reunion it was seeing all my loved ones, it was great. They were waiting for me. It is so peaceful here. We will always be with you. You just have another guardian angel. Some times this family needs a lot; we kept them busy.  I may come to you in many ways; a warm hug, an unexpected penny, a falling leaf, a fluffy cloud, a small voice, a slight touch.  Many times, I told you that I am blessed with family & friends & that you each had a special place in my heart that was yours, and yours alone. Yes, that would take a big heart & I did as a doctor in pre-op, before my pacemaker said, yes, she has a big heart.  There are so, so many memories that I have of all of you. So many! Some of the highlights of my life. But our sons, Barry, Frank, & Scott, each special in their own way. Watching them grow up to wonderful caring men, fathers, grand dads, makes one’s life complete.

 Frank saying mom got spayed, instead of having a hysterectomy

 Skiing with Ray and the boys

 Cookies and a bunch of parties

 OES, Shrine, Order of Amaranth, Supreme Grand Court & Grand Chapter

 Brad fishing

 Ethan aka, Mr Bear

 Wish upon a star

 Scotland, Camping at Bear Mtn in NY, the beach

 Family

In early years I said, I would not make 50; well, the Lord had other plans. The Lord had brought me through so many trying & difficult things in my life. When I questioned, He would say, be patient. As I always said, down the road I went to find out why, his hand was always on me.  May He always have you in the palm of His Hand”.  “To my family, Now that I am no longer among you. Please remember, you are family, do not let things come between you. Family has always been important. You may not always agree, but at the end of the day, you are still family.  Love one another. Remember I loved you all, unconditionally, for the unique individuals you were my sons & daughters. Keep looking up.  Mom, Grandma, Gram, Grandma B, Great Granma, Aunt Bea, Big Sis Bea, what ever name you had for me. Remember that I am new to this job of guardian angel & being the stubborn one I was, I maybe slow to hear; so be patient; don’t make my job hard at the beginning.”  “As I sat pondering my life; so many thoughts washed in & out. The Cameron family that went “no where” as one of you led people to believe. I passed streams where we fished, the air field where you went up with your dad.  I could see myself in each of you & qualities of you dad good & bad. Fun & serious.  Most of all you were loving, considerate, respectful, & responsible. Nothing means more to a parent to be told later how respectful & helpful you each were.”  “To my girls my daughters. You are so uniquely different in your ways, but one way that you are the same, was the love that I felt you. We each had treasured memories, which I held dear”.  Mom had a clipping from the new paper she wanted in the funeral. I will write it here, and read it at the service. When the graveside service had no more than terminated, there was a tremendous burst of thunder and accompanied by a distant lightning bolt and more rumbling thunder.  The little old man looked at the pastor and calmly said, “Well, she’s there and it is His problem now.”

This is from Scott:

Mom, you asked me years ago to put your words together. I hope that I got them put the way that you wanted. I do have a question though. You had a full tablet of paper to work with, why did you have to write soooo small, and cram two sentences within a line space, and I did not know that you were a doctor, because trying to decipher your writing was a treat, and I had to call in favors from others, to see if I got it right.  I love you mom, go be with your Lord, Dad, Pap & Grandma Sue. We will keep things going here on the terrestrial side, while you take of the celestial side.