- Date Of Birth: April 10, 1935
- Date Of Death: November 16, 2019
- State: Florida
Gina May Anderson, 84 years, passed away peacefully at her home in Viera, Florida on Saturday, November 16, 2019.
Gina was born in Seoul, South Korea, the oldest of seven children born to Sun Kyung and Young Dan Oh.
Gina married Bill Hitt, Army Warrant Officer, whom she fell in love with during the time he was stationed in South Korea as part of his career in the US Army. Gina moved to the United States with Bill and became a United States citizen. Gina secured the successful immigration of her six siblings, each of whom become a United States citizen, and started beautiful families of their own.
Gina was a wonderful and high-spirited woman, who was a loving mother to her two daughters, and a doting grandmother to her four beloved grandchildren. Gina pursued a career as a professional hairstylist, and she started and operated her own beauty salon. Gina loved cooking her favorite Korean dishes for her children and grandchildren. When she finally retired and moved to Florida, she loved taking long walks and swimming at Heritage Isle with her “Golden Girlfriends”—Kate, Emma, Wendy, Marsha and Pam.
She is survived by her husband, Bill Hitt, her siblings, Bok Soon Song and Kwang Jae Oh, her daughters, Linda Hitt Thatcher and Gina Howey, and her wonderful grandchildren, Michael Thatcher, Luke Thatcher, Alice Anne Howey and James Howey.
Linda
I can’t begin to tell you how your Ma’s death has left me with so much grief. I guess I expected her to go on forever, just as I expected my Ma to do the same.
I don’t know if I ever told you how I met Gina. Fes and I would be heading out the back gate early doors (he was always an early riser and liked to get things done early mornings). I would see a little lady walking (I did not have a clue who she was) and thought how wonderful it was that this lady loved to walk so much. My mother was a hiker in her early days and hiked all over Scotland, England and Ireland and probably would have done more had WWII not broken out. She met my father on one of her hikes and they got married not long after the war ended. So I have always admired walkers or hikers.
Imagine my surprise when sometime after I had noticed this lady walking all over the place she popped her head into our walking class at the Clubhouse. I recognized her and welcomed her into the class. I explained who we were and told her our timetable and that she was welcome any time to join us. At first she came sporadically and then she came more often. She also joined the water aerobics and she would come into our class for a while and then head on out for the aerobics class.
She called me Ken. I never corrected her – I was fine with Ken and I just loved how her face lit up when I met her outside of the Clubhouse or at the grocery store. I will forever regret not having seen more of her since the Clubhouse closed and Fes’ Alzheimer got worse. She brightened up my day each time I saw her and you must be so proud to have her genes.
In sorrow
Kate
