- Date Of Birth: January 18, 1920
- Date Of Death: April 29, 2015
- State: Idaho
Chattie Osceola Dawson Hopingardner Murphy, 95, of Boise, ID went home to be with her Lord and Savior on April 29, 2015. Chattie was born January 18, 1920 in Giltner, NE, to Claude Dawson and Mary Herendeen and grew up in a large farm family with many close cousins. After graduating from Giltner High School in 1937, among other things, she had a son, Kreg. She then graduated from beauty school and during WWII worked in a munitions factory.After the war, she married Clyde Hopingardner in 1946, who adopted Kreg, and they moved to Boise where they adopted two daughters from South Korea, Cherami and Caralea, through the Holt Adoption Agency. After Clyde’s death in 1989, Chattie met and fell in love with Roy Murphy while living at Heatherwood Retirement Community. They married in 1996 and lived at Heatherwood until Roy’s passing.Chattie loved music and would get up and dance at any opportunity, she enjoyed planning and attending all kinds of social activities, and had a passion for arts and crafts. She was active as a Girl Scout Leader when her daughters were growing up and participated in troop activities for 12 years. Late in life, after Chattie was diagnosed with dementia, she became a resident of Plantation Place and then spent her last years under the compassionate and excellent care of the staff at Friendship House of Marquis Shaw Mountain.Chattie is preceded in death by her parents Claude and Mary Dawson, step-mother Marguerite Dawson, brothers Earl, Adrian, and Clayton (Pud) Dawson and sister Virginia Davis, and by her husbands Clyde Hopingardner and Roy Murphy. She is survived by her daughters CJ (Cherami) Snow and Caralea Hopingardner, her sister Claudia Brooks Aranio and brother Al Dawson, and by numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces and nephews.
The end is my victory, you know that’s how I feel,
So I’ll leave behind all my sorrows and fears.
I’ll fly to the heavens, I’ll soar on the wind,
I’ll dance in the sunshine, I won’t be back again.
