ForeverMissed
Evette Maria Dickerson fondly known as “Ms. D,” passed away at the young age of 68. Queen to her children and the epitome of love and caring. She cherished her three daughters Nicole (Nikki), Rheema (Cocoa) and Raeven; and relished in being a grandmother to Edison, Ellis and Brooklyn who affectionately called her “Umi”.  Evette stood for family first--sacrificing her own desires and needs. Through life’s obstacles, she remained optimistic and audacious. Her smile and dynamic attitude were contagious, lighting up every room she entered. Always spreading joy and knowledge to whomever she encountered, from her church community, members of her book club, strangers on the street to the bus drivers on her regular commutes. 

Born to educate, Evette took pride in imparting wisdom unto people of all ages and backgrounds. Having received a Master’s Degree in Education from Indiana University and a Bachelor’s Degree from Morgan State University, Evette knew her mission in life was to enlighten people. After many years of teaching physical education and coaching basketball in Miami, Florida, she took her scholarly aptitude to the streets of South-Central Los Angeles and Atlanta, Georgia where she developed programs for underrepresented minority communities.  As a lifelong community activist, she empowered gang members to use their God given talents towards making a difference in their neighborhoods. For years, she fought hard to bring about social change while working in some of the toughest cities in the country. Evette easily related to everyone and feared no one or anything, (except bugs :-)). She was truly comfortable in every environment and had the ability to communicate with anyone on any level. Evette was extremely passionate about education and helping others. Her desire to tutor children in SAT preparatory courses began in the early 2000s while working at The Princeton Review. Thereafter, she formed her own business called Step At A Time,” a private tutorial company.  With every parent and child she encountered, she would impress upon the importance of preparing for the college prep exam and assured them that she was “the instructor,” to help accomplish their goal.  With her “Gotta Do It” attitude and “yes you can” cheers, her promise was to get each child to the higher education they desired and deserved. Her success rate was topnotch and her genius was astonishing. 

Evette loved games shows. Her favorites were Jeopardy and Who Wants to Be A Millionaire.  She was a whiz, often beating the television contestants from her living room. Back in the 80’s, she even appeared on the shows, $25,000 Pyramid and Press Your Luck. She often used game shows as a tool to teach her grandchildren trivia. She was also an extremely enthusiastic sports fan, and in her heyday a fierce competitor.  Evette was a die-hard Lakers fanatic and she let everyone know it--proudly wearing her golden-purple lettered sweatshirt for any occasion. As a college women’s basketball coach for many years, she was ecstatic when the WNBA was established, frequenting games at Madison Square Garden.  Although basketball was indeed special to her, Tennis was above all her sport. Whether competing in tournaments herself as a singles or doubles player, Evette truly enjoyed a dynamic tennis match. Like many, Venus and Serena Williams were her all-time favorite players. She attended the U.S. Open in New York on several occasions to see the Williams’ sisters and many other tennis professionals. She additionally loved to play pool and would dare anyone to challenge her capabilities, especially men.  Her confidence was unmatched and her athletic ability effervescent.

Evette enjoyed telling stories and laughing a lot with her family and friends. Richard Pryor was her favorite comedian and she loved Diana Ross, often singing her lyrics with much animation.  Her favorite color was green and she even owned a 1974 green Corvette as a young adult.  Evette was vivacious, witty and a super smart lady. To her daughters, she was an angel, a protector, a fighter and most importantly a wonderful mother.  She will be deeply missed.

SERVICES:

Evette Maria Dickerson will be Cremated on Wednesday, August 7, 2019 in Atlanta, GA. A private ceremony will be held in Hawaii at a later date.  "In lieu of flowers," please donate to a cause of your choice that educates minority and underpriviledged youth. Gifts may also be sent to Nicole Friday, 4114 Beck Avenue, Studio City, CA 91604 “In Memory of Evette Dickerson”.














Posted by Raeven Ricks on August 2, 2020
Yes, I am a day early. It is so demented to know that you have been gone for a whole year. They say time flies when you are having fun, but so does when you are not having fun. I will not write a lengthy post as my intimate feelings for you are reserved for me only. Yet, I will say that you are truly loved and missed immensely. There is NOT a day on earth that I don't think of you! A wonderful MOTHER, friend, daughter, and woman you were. You were loved while you were here on earth and will continue to be in your afterlife. I trust that you are enjoying heaven and got to meet Kobe! Until we meet again, you rest well, and I hope you are happy!
Posted by Brenda H. Burt on July 16, 2020
I met Evette in 1969 when I moved into the Dorm at Morgan State. She was a cheerleader and I was a 2nd semester freshman from Richmond, Va. Long story short, I made the cheerleading squad; we became roommates and friends for life! I met her Mom on the phone; knew when Nikki was born; and once she graduated and attended Grad school in Indiana. I visited her in Florida when she worked at Miami Dade. When I got married in 1978 she was my bridesmaid and her Mom attended the wedding as well. Whenever we lost touch over the years, I called her Mom to check in. When we last spoke she told me her legs were swollen and we shared concerns about our other college roommate.  I did not know that would be the last time we talked. I found out via the internet that she was deceased. I was devastated and could not stop crying. 
Brenda Harris Burt MSU 1969-1973
Posted by Roberta Crenshaw on July 4, 2020
Sister
I really miss you I didn’t get to say good bye. But we talked three weeks before God took you home for a hour. For Some reason we talked about our pass the ups and downs. You always told me how proud you were of me being a survivor of so many tragedies in my life. You were my baby sister and my hero. Love and miss you.
Posted by Roberta Crenshaw on July 4, 2020
Evette
I miss you so much sweetie I done everything we talked about moved to Houston had my own one bedroom apartment. I wish you could be here to come and visit. I did have a apartment fire lost everything. But I’m still here thank God. Some times I cry but than I was thankful for the last three that we got closer as sisters.
Sleep well my beautiful baby sister.love Roberta
Posted by Queen Thompson Brewington... on June 30, 2020
What a shock! I'm even more sad to find out almost a year after. I hadnt stayed in touch with Evette over the years; not since she spent the night at my house for homecoming in the late 80s, but she was and still is forever in my heart. Friends since Harper House days. As a Freshman I went home with her to Nyack. She was very special. Everyone knew her. Tough but I always had a kind word and bright smile. Im so happy to see all of her accomplishments and a life well lived. I was thinking just recently that I needed to contact you Evette. Did not know you were gone. We love you. I love you....and we shall meet again. RIP.
Posted by Denise Smith on June 26, 2020
What a beautiful Lady!! We met at Morgan State and she always called me “Lil Bits from North Carolina”  I can see her million dollar smile , contagious laughter and that sparkle in her eyes . She will always be in our hearts
Posted by Keith Crump on December 26, 2019
Dear Nik & the family,

Sorry it took so long to write this but some things are tough to do and this was one of them.
I just wanted to share the last conversation that I had with your mom and how proud she said she was of her girls as she proceeded to beat the crap out me while we were playing pool. Reading her life story I can see now that she excelled at everything she did. So now I don’t feel so bad. She was a beautiful a person inside and out. May your family find comfort in your faith.

Peace & Blessings,

Keith aka Bry
Posted by Jeff Friday on September 9, 2019
Umi,
I am eternally grateful to you for trusting me so early on in OUR relationship to love and protect Nicole. It wasn't your threat to kill me (lol), but your "support and encouragement of our marriage" that I will always remember and I wont let you down.
You are and will forever be missed.
With all my love,
Jeffrey (your first son-in-law)
Posted by Rahsaana Allen on September 6, 2019
Dearest Nicole and Family,

Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time. We pray that God comfort's your heart, heals your pain and brings you peace and comfort.

With deepest condolences,

Rahsaana & Ryan
Posted by Rhonda Richard on August 23, 2019
Dear Nicole and family,

Please accept our deepest, most heart-felt condolences on the transition of your beautiful mother.

I’m blessed to have shared time and space with Mrs. D at a number of Jaguar Track meets. From our very first interaction, her warmth, kindness and beautiful spirit shone brightly. It was clear Nicole, that you are your mother’s daughter, as you perfectly reflect her beauty, love and light. I hope that it is a comfort to know that her legacy lives on not only you, your sisters and children, but in the countless lives she has touched.

I know that there is no loss like that of a mother, and so I pray that the Creator will comfort you and bless you with all that you need to get through this difficult time. You are all in our hearts and in our prayers. May God bless you all.

Much love,

Rhonda & family
Posted by Kelley White on August 7, 2019
Dear Nicole and family. I am so so sorry to hear about the passing of your mother. She was a beautiful woman and spirit. Thank you for sharing her with all of us and all those who’s lives she touched and made an impact on. She will be missed and we will keep you and your family lifted in prayer during this difficult time. My God continue to watch over and protect you.
Posted by Mechelle Olidge-Evans on August 7, 2019
Dearest Nicole and Family:
I have such fond memories of your mom's smile, warmth and welcoming spirit. She always greeted me with a warm smile and hug and I immediately felt like I was a member of her family. From hanging at Nicole's house for the Giants' Super Bowl to watching the Friday boys and our kids play soccer from the trunk of Nicole's car with her mom, you knew where Nicole got her grace, smile, energy and open heart. You experienced her mother's love also in her sisters and extended family.

My family was one of many privileged enough to have been welcomed into the Dickerson family fold. We extend our deepest condolences and sympathy to you and the entire Dickerson family during this difficult time. May the Lord comfort you with sweet memories of your dear mother. You all are in our hearts and prayers. Please lean on us as needed. We are only a phone call away.

With deepest sympathy and love, Mechelle and the Olidge-Evans Family
Posted by Roberta Crenshaw on August 6, 2019
To my beautiful sister Evette you always made me feel special why I am not sure why. We live apart for many years but when ever we came together it was special. When you live in California in the 80s you would go on the game shows you would send me gifts cards and coupons all the time. We share a love for education becoming educator. You were my inspiration in so many ways over coming health issues. When I was experiencing the worst time in my life loosing my son Ron to murder you still came to his funeral while recovering from a stoke, I will never forget looking up in the Church and see you walking with your walker down the ramp. Some many great memories when you moved to Atlanta and you got to know and love my son Yuceff and his family. You spent a few hours with Mikah and taught him as a toddler not to go into the kitchen because things in there was hot. I love and will miss you until we meet again.❤️❤️❤️❤️
Posted by Otis Williams on August 6, 2019
I also recall back in the day when we were in high school there was fierce competition becoming a cheerleader at Nyack High School. Evette was among one of the best when she was physically able and she was very athletic.
Posted by Otis Williams on August 6, 2019
Evette additionally loved to shoot pool. She was a good pool player.
Posted by Nicole Friday on August 6, 2019
You can only have one mother

You can only have one mother
Patient kind and true;
No other friend in all the world,
Will be the same to you.
When other friends forsake you,
To mother you will return,
For all her loving kindness,
She asks nothing in return.
As we look upon her picture,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all.
Sweet Jesus, take this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.

I Love you Mom, Forever and Always, Raeven
Posted by Nicole Friday on August 6, 2019
Mom...

For all the times that I forgot to "thank-you"
For all the special, little things you did,
For all the words that sometimes were left unspoken,
I want to say, "I love you, Mom...I do.

I love you for the way you stopped and listened,
And for your kind support throughout the years,
For teaching me how to be brave and bold,
And sharing in my triumphs and tears.

And, if at times, I may have seemed ungrateful,
I want to say, I truly hope you could see,
That nothing you had done had ever been forgotten,
And with each day that passed, I cherished you more indeed.

I will miss and love you Mom, Nikki
Posted by Nicole Friday on August 6, 2019
"My first love was my mother. She did so much for us as children as a single parent. I watched her make a dollar out of fifteen cents. I thought she was either a magician or she had God's actual phone number. She wasn't a motivational speaker, she was an inspirational speaker." She will always be with me. I Love you, Mom. Cocoa



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Posted by Raeven Ricks on August 2, 2020
Yes, I am a day early. It is so demented to know that you have been gone for a whole year. They say time flies when you are having fun, but so does when you are not having fun. I will not write a lengthy post as my intimate feelings for you are reserved for me only. Yet, I will say that you are truly loved and missed immensely. There is NOT a day on earth that I don't think of you! A wonderful MOTHER, friend, daughter, and woman you were. You were loved while you were here on earth and will continue to be in your afterlife. I trust that you are enjoying heaven and got to meet Kobe! Until we meet again, you rest well, and I hope you are happy!
Posted by Brenda H. Burt on July 16, 2020
I met Evette in 1969 when I moved into the Dorm at Morgan State. She was a cheerleader and I was a 2nd semester freshman from Richmond, Va. Long story short, I made the cheerleading squad; we became roommates and friends for life! I met her Mom on the phone; knew when Nikki was born; and once she graduated and attended Grad school in Indiana. I visited her in Florida when she worked at Miami Dade. When I got married in 1978 she was my bridesmaid and her Mom attended the wedding as well. Whenever we lost touch over the years, I called her Mom to check in. When we last spoke she told me her legs were swollen and we shared concerns about our other college roommate.  I did not know that would be the last time we talked. I found out via the internet that she was deceased. I was devastated and could not stop crying. 
Brenda Harris Burt MSU 1969-1973
Posted by Roberta Crenshaw on July 4, 2020
Sister
I really miss you I didn’t get to say good bye. But we talked three weeks before God took you home for a hour. For Some reason we talked about our pass the ups and downs. You always told me how proud you were of me being a survivor of so many tragedies in my life. You were my baby sister and my hero. Love and miss you.
her Life

Happy Birthday Mommy

It's hard to believe that today would have only been your 69th birthday.  It's hard to believe that you are not here for me/us to wish you a very Happy Birthday.  It's hard to believe there will be no more movie dates on your birthday.  It's all so hard to grasp. It's hard to believe that you're not here to ask me to make your favorite dessert, banana pudding. Never thought there would not be more opportunities.  I remember last year, you told me that you found a restaurant in Atlanta that made banana pudding, but "it couldn't touch mine."  And, you even told the owner of the restaurant that it was good, but "couldn't touch your daughter, Nikki's."  You were pretty clear about your likes and dislikes.  Banana Pudding was one of those desserts that you would ask me to make for any and all occasions.  No matter the size of the dish, it was never large enough.  I'd put some aside for you for later even though you would eat pudding until your stomach hurt. On Thanksgiving, you would ask that I make two dishes, one for you only, and one for everyone else. Lol. It was serious for you, and everybody knew it.  This year, was very different without you. Though you weren't here to make your special request, I was thankful, and honored your spirit with a banana pudding. Never did I imagine, these past two years would be so life changing. I thought we had more time. More Thanksgivings, Christmas', birthdays... more puddings. There was more to see, to do, experience. It's hard to believe that you're not here to celebrate your day...to read your cards, open gifts, shoot pool, talk smack, take a walk, relax or enjoy your favorite dessert, BANANA PUDDING!  It's truly hard to believe. Love and miss you Mom. Xo

Fourteen Years Ago...

Not long after I got married, my mom would ask—"When are you going to give me a grandchild?”  Then she’d say, “Don’t get too old, now.”  Three years later, I became pregnant. My mom was so excited to be in the “I’m going to be a grandmother” club.  Her first-born was having a baby, and she was over the moon.  When I found out I was expecting, I was bursting to tell her and my grandmother. I wanted to surprise them both. My mom really loved surprises, and so do I.  It was such fun to witness because she would put on an act like she was hyperventilating and completely weakened from the surprise.  This time would be no different. The day after my sonogram, I went to see my mom who was visiting my grandmother to share the big news.  It was perfect, I could tell them both.

When I arrived, I handed my mom an envelope with the surprise ultrasound photo telling her that I received some mail for her at my house.  Needless to say, she bought the story.  She opened the mail, saw the image and started screaming, “Oh My God, Oh My God, Oh My God!”  My grandmother rushed into the kitchen from the other room to see what the commotion was all about, my mom yelled, “Nikki is having a BABY! “ Like a musical duo, they both began to shout, and before I knew it, we were all jumping up and down, hyperventilating and trying to keep the other from falling.  It was hysterical!!  My mom counted down the trimesters, months, days, and the hours.  The morning I went into labor, I called her to let her know we were headed to NYU Medical Center. She and my grandmother met us at the hospital.  Shortly after arriving at 7am, they joined us in the labor and delivery unit.  Along with the doctors, nurses and residents stood my mother, grandmother, mother-in-law, and of course, Jeff.  It was reminiscent of an initiation, the whole clan coached me physically, rubbing my legs and emotionally with words of encouragement through the birthing process until I became part of the “mommy and me” club.  It was definitely awkward, but the pain was so excruciating and surreal, it didn’t matter who bared witness to my private affairs.  Besides after 17 hours of waiting, there was absolutely no way my mom was going to miss out on being a part of this highly-anticipated occasion. At 11:58pm, I finally delivered to a very anxious fan club.  It was a celebratory moment.  The minute Edison was born, my mom began hyperventilating and shouting.  Her first, grandbaby had arrived.  That was fourteen years ago.

Tomorrow will be Edison’s first birthdate without the presence of “Umi.” Whether celebrating at his parties, a phone call serenading Steve Wonder’s birthday song, or sending one of her “Umi” cards, her aura was felt. She was huge on birthday cards, always arriving two or three days early and never missing a year.  Though her grandkids could never shake any money out, they looked forward to receiving an “Umi” card.  Eventually, they would just mutter, “We got an “Umi’ card!"  The cards were corny, but extremely special.  Forever a kind note, words of wisdom or a tutorial of sorts on the blank side.  Her gift was in the personal message rather than a material present.  She never missed a birthday, in fact, she would often call me to remind me it was my sister’s birthday.  I’d say, “I know mom, thanks for the reminder.”  We will miss those reminders, birthday wishes and her most heartfelt “Umi” birthday cards.  Your special messages will live on forever in our hearts.  
Xo, Nikki



The White Jeep Wrangler

It was early 90’s when my mom bought her White Jeep Wrangler.  The license plate read, “GOTADOIT”.  She loved that car to pieces (post her 1974 green Chevy Corvette, of course). It was a really cool car, especially for a “Mom”.  After years of making trips to Washington, DC visiting me at Howard University, running my sisters around to their activities, and later to New Jersey to see her grandkids, Edison and Ellis, that speedometer racked up hundreds of thousands of miles.  Eventually, the gauge displayed just zeros. 

My mom had that car at least 20 years, for sure.  That was not unusual for her, she kept cars until the wheels damn near fell off.  She did everything to avoid monthly car payments. She’d get regular maintenance at the dealer while still under warranty, then find a neighborhood mechanic or even a relative who knew a thing or two about fixing cars. If you were a man, she figured you had to know something about cars, at least more than she did. The first time, she met my then boyfriend, now husband Jeff, she asked him if he knew about cars.  Cleverly, he answered with a question, “what do you need?”  Not the first-impression you want someone your dating to have with your mom on their initial encounter.  Needless to say, I was highly embarrassed. But, she was determined to find someone, anyone to help her with whatever she needed for the everlasting white Jeep.  

By this time, it was probably year 16 and the Jeep had begun to lose its steam.  It was a small favor, but nevertheless a fixer upper task.  My mom gave Jeff a screwdriver to fix her license plate that had fallen off.  The temporary window placement no longer served its purpose. Jeff did as any determined man would, he took pride in being a “mechanic for the day, to win over the heart of his potentially future mother-in-law. He gladly used the tool to reinstall the plate. After that moment, he knew he would be in for a ride with my family, and with a small gesture had succeeded in winning over my mom.  Naturally, Jeff still reminds me of that story 19 years later!

XO, Nikki



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Banana pudding!

Shared by Otis Williams on August 3, 2020
Nikki, my 1st daughter you have your grandma Effie to blame for your mom’s crave for banana pudding. I remember when we were kids living next-door to each other and my mother would make banana pudding and your mom would come over and have some dessert. I recall she could not get enough of my mom‘s banana pudding. So that leads to how much she loved your banana pudding. I am sure that will put a smile on your face. May you rest in peace always and forever Evette

1 year...❤️

Shared by Rheema Ricks on August 3, 2020
1 year...☺️❤️

A Story from Your Grandson

Shared by Nicole Friday on July 19, 2020
You would be so proud.