Evelyn Kay Richardson

Evelyn “Kay” Richardson, a radiant soul born on December 29, 1943, in the heart of Nashville, Tennessee, passed away peacefully at home, surrounded by her loving family on June 24, 2025. Her life was a tapestry woven with threads of unyielding devotion, laughter, and endless love, reflecting the beauty of the world she cherished so deeply.

She is preceded in death by her parents Ervin and Edith Scribner, daughter Gloria Hibdon, and son Dewayne Richardson. She is reunited in heaven with her loving husband of over 20 years Walter Ray Richardson. She is survived by her children Joseph Hibdon, Jacqueline Hibdon, Deanna (Dorris) Gammon, and Lynn McClain. She is also survived by her grandchildren Felicia, Jennifer, Wesley, Michael, Cheree, Ashton, Kaelynn, 6 great grandchildren. Kay is survived by her sister Carolyn (Thomas) Tobitt, nieces and nephews Toby, Tina, and Tammy, as well as 5 great nieces and nephews, and her fur babies whom she loved very much Ralphie and Koda. Kay also leaves behind many other relatives and friends who will miss her greatly.

From a young age, Kay understood the value of family, stepping back from her education to embrace her calling as a caregiver. She nurtured her loved ones with a tender heart, guiding them through life with her unwavering strength and compassion. They were her pride and joy, the center of her universe, always providing her with an abundance of reasons to smile. As a protector and nurturer, she created a sanctuary where her children could always feel safe and supported.

Kay was not just a caretaker; she was the life of every gathering. With an infectious sense of humor, she brought warmth and joy into every room she entered. Family trips to bustling Las Vegas and sun-kissed Florida became cherished memories, full of laughter and shared stories, forever etched in the hearts of those who journeyed alongside her. Kay relished the sun, summoning the warm embrace and creating lasting memories under its golden rays.

An extraordinary cook, particularly her cornbread, which friends and family fondly claimed was the best around. Whether it was fried, muffins, or just on the table they were delighted to have it. Overall, she was a good Southern cook. It was not just food; it was love served on a plate. She had a love of music; harmonizing to the tunes of old country music, where her spirit truly shone—humming melodiously, dancing joyfully, or simply savoring every moment. Life was never quiet for Kay; her melodic existence filled homes with laughter and the sweet sound of happiness.