Shirley Ann Ivie was born on January 11, 1940, in Anniston, Missouri to Mary Ellen and Woodrow Wilson. She departed this life on October 29, 2026, at Missouri Delta Medical Center in Sikeston after a long battle with health issues. She was a tough, loving, strong-willed Christian woman. On January 5th, 1957 she married Richard Ivie and together they built a busy, exciting life raising seven children.

She was preceded in death by her parents, her loving husband Richard, and her cherished son Richie, one sister Helen, and one brother Paul. She is survived by her children Stan Ivie of Sikeston, Mike (Mary) Ivie of Poplar Bluff, Danny Ivie, Rodney (Stephanie) Ivie, Candace (Darian) Allen and Valerie (Trey) Rone all of Portageville, her brothers Terry (Vickie) Wilson of Bowling Green, KY, Jerry Wilson of East Prairie, Donnie Wilson of Portageville, her sisters, Ruby Smith of East Prairie, and Madge (Freddie) Daniels of Matthews. Shirley and Richard were also blessed with 22 grandchildren, 40 great-grandchildren, one on the way, and 2 great-great-grandchildren.

Shirley and Richard began their life in East Prairie and moved to Portageville where they owned and operated Ivie Oil Company.

Shirley was a devoted Christian and was raised in the First Church of God faith. She loved gathering around the piano with her sisters and brothers to sing gospel music. Also, anytime day or night, you walked into her house Jimmy Swaggart was playing on the TV.

Shirley will best be remembered by how she loved her children and grandchildren. She was very affectionate and always wanted to hug and give you a kiss. Her fondest days were spending time with her family and grandchildren. She had lots of sleepovers that involved her getting her makeup put on, fingernails painted, hair brushed, curled, and even cut a few times. Her grandchildren always knew they were loved at her house.

Shirley also loved her rose bushes, canning, her signature red lipstick and nails, and white or black clothes, especially lace.

Momma, Grandma, NaNa will be so missed but she is whole again walking the streets of gold. We can only imagine the reunion seeing Jesus, her husband, and her baby boy that she missed so deeply.