Birth date: Sep 24, 1961 Death date: Dec 25, 2014
Priscilla Meddaugh, 53, of Decatur, passed away Thursday, December 25, 2014 at Decatur Memorial Hospital. No services are planned. Read Obituary
Priss 's mother was married to my late father in law, Robert Kirkland. We just kind of drifted apart. She was such a hard worker and always going somewhere. I'm just so shocked. She really lived her life. I'm glad she married Mike. She was loved. So young. It's so sad that our families so far apart. Forgive me Priss! We should've stayed together.Donna Grissom.
Just found out Priscilla has passed. Please accept my sincerest condolences. I have very found memories of her. She was such a lovely girl.From Colleen Meddaugh, widow of her late father, Lou.
Although Priscilla and I never spent much time together, whenever we saw each other, I knew that she knew me. She was incredibly generous in sharing her vulnerability with a kindred spirit. My thoughts are with you, Mike.Andy
This is beautiful. .thanks for sharing
I have been at a loss for words since I learned of Priscilla's passing. I became friends with Priscilla through our mutual friend Brenda. Priscilla was a loving, energetic, and sometimes goofy presence in our lives for so long, it's hard to believe she's gone. She was always interested in what you were doing and how things were going. She was always there if you needed to talk. And she always let you know she missed you and she loved you when she couldn't be near. I will always miss her, and I love her, and I am very sad for all who lost such a bright little star. Felicia
Dear Dr PriscillaI know everybody has the date while I still shocked when got the notice. I thought back these days we were together in the class and your patient teaching brought me into the new world. You are such a good teacher even did not have the heart to criticize us when we missed homework sometimes. Until now I still can see these days we ate bagels in class, laugh and talk. I have already study in UIS for 2 years and got a lot of notices like this time. I never feel any emotional shock before and thought those accidents are far away. Ok,this is not make sense but I will still keep the original thought came out from my mind. Miss you, and hope you rest in peace. This might be the last time I talk to you, and sorry about the grammar and spelling mistakes. :psincerelyyour studentGuan Liu
I met Priscilla at Central Michigan University when she became my roommate and we began a friendship that lasted over 30 years. She was the sister I never had and we were inseparable. Over the years Iâ??ve learned so many things about Pris. After mistaking a dead rat for a squirrel, I realized she wasnâ??t the â??outdoorsy-typeâ? and felt more at home in a city setting. She loved Star Trek as much as I did and went to a convention with me to see DeForest Kelley (Dr. McCoy). She had a quirky sense of humor when it came to dealing with grief that proved laughter was the best medicine. Pris helped me to develop an appreciation for classical music and I introduced her to â??Dexterâ?. She was meticulous with her craft, whether it was editing her film for days on end or creating a piece of mixed media art. She was passionate, loyal and could easily defend her beliefs. Priscilla was a highly-driven overachiever who earned a Ph.D., published numerous professional articles and seemed to always garner high praise from her colleagues and students alike. I was so proud of her.Distance didnâ??t affect our friendship when she moved out of state, we made sure to stay in touch and visited each other whenever possible. A couple of those visits turned into fond memories. The â??Great East Coast Blackoutâ? demonstrated her focus on priorities. After the power went out when we were in town shopping, I wanted to stop at the gas station to get gas and supplies before heading back to the hotel. I picked up peanut butter, bread and water. Priscilla got a carton of cigarettes and a 6-pack of Mountain Dew;) Then there was the â??Two Chicks in a Truckâ? 10-hour adventure from Detroit to Waukesha in a Ryder truck that nearly ended in disaster when she almost took out a pump at the gas station on her turn to drive.I am going to miss her husky laughter, her greeting on the phone of â??Hey, Beeneâ?, seeing her excitement and pride as she mastered a new art technique, our banter that usually ended in gut-splitting laughter and picking up half-empty Mountain Dew cans after her visits.She always ended our phone conversations with â??Do you still love me?â? Yes, Pris. I still love youâ?¦and always will. Rest in peace my dear sweet sister. See you in heaven.
We had classes together in high school and would study together. She was very intelligent, friendly, outgoing. I enjoyed our friendship. Bless those she left behind.
Ah, my dear friends. Brenda and Priscilla.
We love you too, Rob!
