Lowell Locklear, age 81 of Laurinburg passed away to his Heavenly home on Wednesday, November 18, 2020.
A pass through viewing will be held on Saturday, November 21, 2020 from 5:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m. at The Barn at the family home. Services will be held on Sunday, November 22, 2020 at 2:00 p.m. also at The Barn with burial following in the family cemetery.
Lowell Locklear was not a vain or wealthy man by any stretch of the imagination, but he was humbled by the many talents and gifts the good Lord gave him. Although he felt unworthy of these blessings, his daily prayer was to always do the right thing as Jesus teaches us to do.
By nature Lowell was a quiet, kind man, never seeking attention or meeting a stranger yet within minutes of talking with him you quickly learned he was a storyteller at heart, reminiscing many a tale of years past about family, old friends, and the sport of baseball, hunting quail, and showing Tennessee walking horses. He had a unique way of bringing you along with each colorful experience, ending his humorous narrations with “I ain’t joking” fully intending for his audience to have a good belly laugh or face-splitting smile.
Lowell was an unassuming man, giving unselfishly. He was a visionary. Above all, his passion was singing Southern gospel music, forging many lifelong friendships along the way. Before his voice was reduced to a mere whisper because of the cancer, he eagerly looked forward to Monday evening practices not only to sing but to spend time with a group of Christian men he respected and who enjoyed gospel music and the camaraderie as much as he did. And, he loved sponsoring twice a year gospel singings at the Barn, open to all and free of charge.
He was not a perfect man but was a proud man. In 2019 he was inducted in the Native American Gospel Music Hall of Fame followed by inclusion in The Marquis Who’s Who for demonstrating outstanding achievement in the field of music. He penned and published thirteen gospel songs, one which received international airplay in Ireland.
Lowell was a man who cherished his family, especially his devoted wife, Ann. He also leaves behind to continue his legacy his children – Denver Jacobs of Bennettsville, SC, Alice Locklear of Gibson, NC, Jenny Locklear (Perry) of Pembroke, NC, Michelle Tew (John) of Wilmington, NC, Derrick Tew (Melissa), and Starr Locklear (BP) of Laurinburg; nine grandchildren - Hayley and Austyn Jacobs, Travis Edwards (Katelyn), Nora Jane Neville, Ryland, Dawson, and Hunter Tew, and Madison and Maci Simms. Born in Marlboro County, he was one of nine children. His parents, now deceased, were Raymond and Beulah Locklear. Also, deceased is one brother, Raymond, Jr. His remaining siblings are Myrtle Bowen of Bennettsville, SC, Annie Bass of Cheraw, SC, Margaret Winburn of Aiken, SC, Ginger Smith (Paul) of Petersburg, VA, and Shirley Bledsoe, Curtis Locklear (Jeannette), and Earl Locklear (Bobbie) of Laurinburg. He also leaves behind his in-laws, nieces, nephews, and cousins, as well as friends from horse training and shows, and his part time employee, Timmy.
What he lacked in formal education and training, Lowell more than made up for it in wisdom and lifelong learning. He was a hardworking man with high ethics and incredible values. He was a man of his word. His well-worn theme was jeans and scuffed cowboy boots during the week, full suit with jacket and tie for church on Sunday. He was a highly experienced and efficient backhoe operator, often moving dirt just for the joy of it. He was infamous for his special “rigging” to keep things running albeit with a good strip of duck tape.
I would be remiss if I didn’t say thank you to the many family and friends who have called, visited, delivered meals, offered to take care of the animals, given incredible gifts of your time, and words of encouragement. Thank you for your many prayers and holding us up in His name. Your outpouring of love is astounding and I absolutely cannot thank you enough.
After nearly 40 years together, Lowell still made me laugh. He was a tolerant man, always patiently waiting for me to get home from work, often late in the evening. Knowing full well the answer, I would walk in and ask, “Whatcha doing?” and he would always kindly reply, “Waiting on you”. Most evenings he silently suffered through episode after episode of Andy Griffith and Gunsmoke re-runs with the understanding when I had my daily dose we would return to current events.
Once in a lifetime, if you’re fortunate, you meet your soulmate. I found my soulmate in Lowell. Although I know he is now singing in Heaven, I sorely miss him. Not only was he my soulmate, he was my better half, my voice of reason. So, keep waiting my luv, I will see you again.
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