I remember me and my brother James Stafford walking to her house eating talking to her and uncle Sunny, she always hugged my neck and told me she loved me. She was the kind of person I loved to be around and I loved her with all my heart. I hope I can make it to Ar to be with the family in this moment when she is laid next to her husband, I love you Aunt Peggy and words can't explain the regret I have not speaking with you more. I love you and I no you are in such a peaceful place.

One of the funniest memories I have of Peg was the night Nikki was born.Although Nikki wasn’t due until the 24th of October, Jeff decided that I needed to start staying at Peg’s when he worked nights.I think in her mind it was going to be a piece of cake – if I went into labor, Terri was going to drive me to the hospital.Jeff had to work the night of October 10th and the plan was in place for me to stay with Peg.Sonny was gone (I am assuming to the camp), Terri was going out and wasn’t coming home.Peg was a little nervous that neither one of them were there, and kept telling me that she wished Terri would have just stayed home.I assured her that I wasn’t going into labor, I wasn’t due for almost two weeks and we would be fine, so off to bed we went. As fate would have it, I went into labor, and truthfully, I was stressing a little at this point that Terri wasn’t there, because I knew that Peg was about to freak out.Thinking it was false labor, I called my sister around 1:30 am and she convinced me that I needed to wake up Peg.Around 2:15 am I finally got the nerve up and went into her room, and ever so lightly shook her and said “Peg, I think you need to wake up.” She jumped out of the bed and said “I knew you were going to go into labor and Terri wasn’t going to be here.” Still unsure if it was labor, we sat on Terri’s bed talking about what we were going to do and whether we should go to the hospital. It wasn’t long, my water broke and the labor pains started coming fast and furious. I looked at her and said “We have to go NOW.” We both started running around, me getting dressed to leave and her rummaging around trying to find Jeff’s number at work so she could call him – I kept telling her to get dressed that she could call him from the hospital but I think she was so nervous, she didn't know what to do. I’m not really sure why, but for some reason the decision was made that we were taking my car, which was a standard, and she didn’t know how to drive it.I told her to drive and I would do the shifting.Both of us stressed out, we jumped in my car and headed off to the hospital – Peg driving and me shifting and telling her when to push in the clutch and when to let it out, which was hysterical, because every time she would go to take off, she would pop the clutch and the car would kill. By this time, I was cussing Terri for not being home.Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we make it to Florida Blvd.It was a straight shot from Florida Blvd to Airline Hwy where we had to turn off to go to Woman’s Hospital – she was wanting to flag down a police officer to take me to the hospital and I was yelling for her to run the red lights and go as fast as she could. Just as she ran the last red light before our turn off onto Airline Hwy, we heard the sirens and Peg, the little lawbreaker, was being pulled over.I kept yelling at her to just drive and not to stop, and she was yelling that she needed to stop so that the police officer could take me to the hospital. She completely ignored me and pulled over and the minute she stopped the car, she jumped out and yelled “WE’RE HAVING A BABY!!!!!” She was so upset when the officer told her to follow him that he would escort us, because in her mind, she was sure he would put me in his car and take me himself and relieve her from having to drive the car and from having to deal with me. Needless to say, after popping the clutch a couple of more times, we managed to make it to the hospital - me, Peg, and the car, all in one piece.I can still remember her patting me every time I had a labor pain, assuring me that everything was going to be okay, that she loved me and that we were both going to get Terri GOOD for not staying home to drive us to the hospital.

Aunt Peg had made a pie for my Dad, I was having a hard time getting him to eat. Peg called I rode around to her house. She wanted to take the pie to Uncle Gerald. We load up on her mule, she's driving I'm riding, then I'm praying, Peg cut the corner to fast. Pie, Stacy, Tinkerbell thrown out. Peg looks at me so serious and said, You drive this time Stacy Bug.

Our Peg was full of fun & mischief (as were all the Lofton clan) and when Pat & I were courting every time Peg knew Pat was bringing me to their home she would put an 8x10 picture of hisold girlfriend on the living room mantel.

From Pat Lofton 
When I first began preaching I would practice in our barn. After preaching my very first sermon at Ramah, our home church, I over heard a neighbor ask Peggy how I did. She said,“Ol’ Pat needs to go back to the barn!”

As my heart just aches in pain every day, I know time heals every thing! I can actually see you sitting there looking down on me saying [with your hand gesture] "Vic,do not worry about me I am fine". I will miss your 2AM Facebook messages on messenger asking me what was I doing?! lol Its still hard knowing just not too long ago you would text me and Stephen your daily  grocery list and your chick fl a order! You were the most caring and loveable person anyone has met and will be forever remembered for it. I cherished every minute we spent together. Stephen and I love you so much and we will miss you even more!! ❤❤❤❤

That is what Shirl would call her sister. Peg had an awesome sense of humor always made people laugh. When The Lofton siblings got together there was so much laughter & love for one another. When you would see Aunt Peg  she would stick her nose up & act like she didn't see you.A light has gone out here but is shining bright surrounded by loved ones in Heaven.