Fortified with the Sacraments of Holy Mother Church on Saturday, April 25, 2026. Beloved wife of the late Richard L. Miller; loving mother of Richard (Deborah) Miller, Antoinette “Toni” Harris and Ralph (Anna) Miller; cherished grandmother of Richard, Randi, Russell, Raymond, Trevor and James; proud great-grandmother of 13 and great-great-grandmother of 3; she was a loving sister, sister-in-law, aunt, great aunt, cousin and friend to many.
Services: Funeral at KUTIS SOUTH COUNTY CHAPEL 5255 Lemay Ferry Rd on Thursday, May 7, 10 a.m. Burial J.B. National Cemetery, Visitation Wednesday, 4:30-7:30 p.m.
A true lady who touched so many lives. She n ever knew the word “quit”
Blessings on her large and wonderful family of which she loved with all her being, Rich took her hand and finally had his live with him again.
Thank you for remembering mom.
My dear friend, neighbor and confidant will be dearly missed by me and so many others. She was always there in good times and bad ready to help. She cherished every minute she had with her family and friends. As God calls us one by one the chain will link again.
My condolences for your family. I only met Uncle Richard and Aunt Lorraine once. My dad is James R. Miller your father’s brother. My mother Emma also sends her love and condolences to your family.
Love your Cousin Theresa Miller
from San Diego, Ca.
Thank you for your thoughts. So nice to hear from you after so many years. I remember visiting your family in Florida.
Lorraine was a wonderful aunt and was very talented, good dancer, cook and helpful to me when I was a young bride. She had a long eventful life. I will always remember her as my aunt. May the lord receive her and bless this family. Love Sharon
For those who weren’t in attendance this is the eulogy I gave for my grandmother Lorraine.
We are gathered here today to celebrate a
woman who lived a full life, 92 remarkable
years. She was so much to so many. A daughter, wife, mother, aunt, grandmother,
and a friend; to us, she was our matriarch.
She was the steady hand and the fierce
heart that kept this family moving forward.
As the “glue” of our family, she acted as
our foundation, keeping us all connected.
She truly defined what it meant to love. Her
love wasn’t just a feeling; it was a verb. It
was in the way she took care of everyone
around her, always putting the needs of
others before her own. Even when she
reached the point where she physically
couldn’t do the work anymore, her mind
was still on us. She spent her final days
worrying about how everyone else was
doing, making sure we were okay, even as
she faced her own battles. That
selflessness was her greatest gift.
She was tough. She was a fighter who
navigated nearly a century of change with
grit and grace. By outliving so many of her
contemporaries, she held a unique
position and a revered status in our family
hierarchy as a source of wisdom,
providing guidance shaped by nearly a
hundred years of life experience.
You didn’t just admire her; you were
inspired by her. Whether she was out in the
yard—working until the sun went down—or
constantly reimagining her home with her
latest crafty project, she lived with a
purpose. She didn’t believe in sitting still;
she believed in making the world around
her more beautiful for the people she loved.
She was also the reason for our most
cherished traditions. Having a birthday on
Halloween meant that, for our family,
October 31st wasn’t just about costumes
and candy—it was about her. Year after
year, we gathered at her house. It became
the home base for trick-or-treating and the
place where we celebrated another year of
her life. She turned a holiday into a family
milestone, and those nights filled with
Laughter and chaos are among our most
favorite memories.
Now, we all know she had a sharp mind
and a keen interest in everything going on.
Like any true matriarch, she loved a bit of
gossip. It wasn’t about being unkind; it was
her way of staying connected to the pulse
of the community she cared so much
about. She kept our history alive, acting
as a “lockbox” of the past and a treasure
trove of stories that only she could
tell. Those conversations and the stories
she shared, are things we will miss dearly.
She was an inspiration to many, leaving
behind a legacy of hard work, artistic flair,
and an unbreakable spirit. We are better
people because we were loved by her.
Every Halloween from now on, when we
see the lights on in the neighborhood and
families gathered together, we will think of
her. We will remember the house that was
always open, the woman who was always
caring, and the traditions she built that will
live on in all of us.