This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Pamela Owens/Powell, 48, born on May 17, 1952 and passed away on March 22, 2005. We will remember her forever.
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![Pam as a beautiful young adult in her 20's](https://photo.forevermissed.com/lst/p/a/pamela-jean-owens-powell/p/0809496_235x235_526d17.jpg)
![Pam in her late 20s-early30's](https://photo.forevermissed.com/lst/p/a/pamela-jean-owens-powell/p/0809495_235x235_8d9104.jpg)
She was the a beautiful daughter, sister, cousin and mother
From Sandi. She was my oldest sister. I Don't remember much; just little things here and here. I was into playing with Barbie, LOLOL. I remember Pam made sure i was safe wherever I was and she watched out for me. I remember Trick A Treat night ( every year) with our brother Ronny and friends: we all carried what seem like the biggest bag in the world, a pillow case, lolol. I tried to bring my barbies along and Pam would snatch them fro me. One time she threw them in the bushes never to see hem again.
I never remember, Ronny or Pam ever having fights or disagreement. For the most part, we all got along growing up during the time of Barbie, Go Carts, Marbles, Jacks, Chattie Cathy, t0o name a few. Oh I almost forget 'The Beatles' and The Monkey's. and listening to Sara Vaughn, Dione Warrack, Dinah Washington (our mother played these songs daily)
My big sister, stayed in trouble. running away from home and all. I as I look back, during that time she was just being a typical teenager who wanting to do what she wanted to do. But nothing like the teens of today (2018). She was actually a princess compared to the youngster nowadays. Back in the 60's and 70's parents could send their misbehaving child to Juvie, (I think for free) to get them to shape up.. But Pam was determined to be her own person.
Once my sister moved away around '67 to '70 I never really connected with her again until around summer of 1975 when I went to live with her Los Angeles during my last year in High School. I had fun with her during this time with my little nephew Bo. I think he a was about 3 or 4 yrs old at the time. We stayed off Crenshaw bl and Pico on a street called Bronson in a studio apt. This a time that my big sister began her religous journey with West Angeles Church.
Soon, Pam set out to find our sister Terri so that we could all live together. Pam then moved us into a two bdrm apartment near Florence and Crenshaw and enrolled us in L.A. High school. (I was in 12th and Terri was in the 11th.
Within about 3-6 mos, many things happened, things changed and we all our separate ways. However, I never lost touch with my big sister.
Pam went on to marry Kelly...... and continued her religious Journey within the Jehovah's Witness religious organization. Here she remained until her passing. My sister was a very loving and fun person. Sje was full of humor and laughter. She had a loud funny laugh that made you want to laugh, even if something was not funny.
Remembering you forever! love you sis.. I hope to some day find your brother, Ronny, to this day he doesn't even know you left us.
Sandi.
Fashion Queen
My big sister! She could dressher butt off. I was much younger, but I always paid much attention to her. She was this big boned shapely sister. She would sneak in moms closet find her clothes to wear to school, and yes! she would get into get in trouble, but she didn't care. But she was simply loving the beautiful clothes our mother owned and she wanted to show them off.I think she continued to do this until she moved away.. as I remember.LOLOL.
Memories
Pictures Top left. This is that time I saw my sister before she passed. she came to Rialto, Calif and stayed with me for a week before heading on to New York.
Top Right. This was Pam in her younger days before, Think she was in her 20's. she came to the mom's house to visit. She was living on her own at this time
Bottom Left. Pam, baby BO and one of guy friends.
Bottom Right. Ronny, Me and Pam as a teenager. She was around 15 yrs maybe. We lived a house that had this huge mulberry tree in the backyard.