Betty Carroll

Betty Ann Carroll (Mullinix)

Thursday, April 1st, 1937 - Sunday, February 7th, 2021
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The world lost beloved mother of all, Betty Ann Carroll (nee Mullinix), 83, on February 7, 2021.
She was born to the late Jessie Smith Mullinix and Julia Cecilia Dunnigan in Woodstock, MD in 1937.
She resided in Catonsville with her family for over 40 years and moved to Woodbine in 2001. Betty started young in her career in grocery management, then devoted her life to her children for 15 years. She then went back to work for the State of Maryland as a fiscal clerk and retired after 20 years.
Betty is survived by her husband William Carroll, Sr., and her children, Brenda Carroll, Rita Dougherty and husband Cris, and William Carroll, Jr. and fiancée LaRue. She leaves behind beloved grandchildren Amber (Wayne), Casey, Jake (Heather), and Alycia as well as well as great grandchildren Kaylee and Chloe. In addition, she is survived by loving sisters, Eleanor Jones and Helen Croston.
She was preceded in death by late siblings Doris Lilley and Alvin Mullinix.
Betty adored her children and devoted her life to family and friends. She was known to many as mother. She also loved her gardens, feeding everyone, serving all, and spending time at the beach with her siblings and niece, Julia Campagna. She will be dearly missed by many.
The Family will receive friends on Wednesday, February 10, 2021 from 3-5 & 7-9 PM at Burrier-Queen Funeral Home & Crematory, P.A. 1212 W. Old Liberty Road Winfield, MD 21784 (Beside South Carroll High School). Funeral service will be held on Thursday, February 11, 2021 at 11 AM with the service being live streamed starting at 10:50 AM. To view the live stream go to and click on the link to view the live stream service. Social distancing and mask are required at the funeral home at all times.
Interment to follow at St. Alphonsus Rodriguez Church Cemetery.
Arrangements by Burrier-Queen Funeral Home & Crematory, P.A. Online condolences at
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Service Details

  • Visitation

    Wednesday, February 10th, 2021 | 3:00pm - 5:00pm
    Wednesday, February 10th, 2021 3:00pm - 5:00pm
    Burrier-Queen Funeral Home & Crematory, PA
    1212 W. Old Liberty Road
    SYKESVILLE, MD 21784
    Get Directions: View Map | Text | Email
  • Second Visitation

    Wednesday, February 10th, 2021 | 7:00pm - 9:00pm
    Wednesday, February 10th, 2021 7:00pm - 9:00pm
    Burrier-Queen Funeral Home & Crematory, PA
    1212 W. Old Liberty Road
    SYKESVILLE, MD 21784
    Get Directions: View Map | Text | Email
  • Service

    Thursday, February 11th, 2021 | 11:00am
    Thursday, February 11th, 2021 11:00am
    Burrier-Queen Funeral Home & Crematory, PA
    1212 W. Old Liberty Road
    SYKESVILLE, MD 21784
    Get Directions: View Map | Text | Email
  • Interment

    St. Alphonsus R.C. Church Cemetery
    10800 Old Court Road
    WOODSTOCK, MD 21163
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Amber Dombroski

Posted at 10:23pm
Dear Grandma,
It is one week since you have been gone so I think it’s fitting to finally wright this letter. I am going to miss you so much grandma. My whole family will. I guess I should start at the beginning. Grandma since my childhood started all I can remember is good times with you. Everyday coming back from daycare or school having my chicken nuggets and mac and cheese already for me with, of course my favorite barbeque Sause, because you know I cannot have any other ones. Us watching Arthur and the magic school bus and playing old maid. You would swing me on the swings or get out the pool and water balloons for some outdoor fun. And when it was time to take a nap you would let me sleep in your bed. Only I could sleep in your bed. You maid my childhood so much fun I always wanted to come over your house.
When my father past you and Aunt Brenda were there. My angels saving me from strangers ravaging my dad’s house. I will never forget all you did for me that day helping me make a welcome home banner for my mom and cris. And comforting me for the hours waiting for them to come home. You have always looked out for me.
As I got older you came to my school shows and plays. Always showing your support. But most of all I loved the days I got sick and my mother would call you and you would come over and take care of me. You would not let me get up to do anything you did it all for me. I got to watch Opera and Dr. Phil with you and there was always some juicy drama.
In my teens whenever there was a party you were there looking good as always and being the life of the party. I always admired how you could light up a room. I am so shy not like you as soon as you got to the party everyone would flock to you. You were truly amazing. A lot of people asked me about my other grandparents and all I would tell them is that I have two of the best grandparents in the world they more than make up for the one bad one.
I know you were so hurt and upset when I had a baby so young, but I always tell my girls they were so lucky to have meet you and spend time with there great grandmother. Most people do not get the chance to spend time with there grandparents let alone their great grandparents. They have been blessed to learn from you.
When I first started to come up and clean for you, I still felt like you were invincible. But slowly I realized you were losing you energy. I still cannot believe your gone. I know I knew you were tired and struggling but I just never thought you would leave us. I would have done anything for you and I’m pretty sure you knew that.
What I’m going to miss most about our days together will probably be our banter. I know you liked it to you would laugh and call me ornery. I am going to miss you asking me how the girls are doing. I’m just going to miss your friendship. I know I didn’t do everything to your liking, but I hope you were proud of me.
You and Kaylee had a bond playing games on your iPad, making time up at your house special. I think my pain will fade with time but right now it’s still so fresh. Kaylee’s pain will heal in time as well but she will never forget you. What hurts the worst is my kids pain and loss for you. Chloe misses you and every time we go to your house, she asks for you. You will forever be her nema. We will forever miss you. You will always be in our hearts. Thank you for everything. We love you so much Grandma Betty

Brenda Carroll

Posted at 06:18am
A letter to my mom

Dear mom,

I'm so happy that over the years I took the opportunity to write you countless cards and letters reminding you of how wonderful and special you were. But even if you gathered all those and every single sentiment anyone else has ever penned, it would never be enough to tell you how deeply you are loved. Being your daughter and children was the greatest gift God could ever have given 3 insignificant little beings. Although we had humble beginnings, it's funny, we never knew it. I guess it’s because you made every day feel like a tropical island paradise or a winter in Aspen. We had pools and sand and swings and sleds and bike riding plus every summer treat you could name or that delicious homemade hot chocolate and every kid in the neighborhood wanted to be yours. You fed the whole world, mom, even when we were kids.

As we grew, your imagination continued to know no bounds. You were always coming up with some new idea or latest toy craze that would surprise the heck out of us. And boy, did you love to give surprises. At Valentines, we got candy hearts and gifts, at Easter we got baskets that would rival Oprah's, and in the summer we swam and played and played and played with countless toys and gadgets that you provided. And you made sure that we had tons of friends. You let everybody in. And with each new holiday and birthday you decorated accordingly. But really, every day was a holiday to you, mom. You were the ultimate activities director. July 4th was always fireworks home and abroad, summer was all of the above plus the beach (and I don't even want to get started with that), and then came all the shopping for the latest school supplies and coolest clothes. But as Halloween approached, we knew we were in for the wildest ride. First, you and I began the ‘Brenda IS going to find where you hid the candy game’ and then you started all the preparations for the grand costume fittings. Our birthdays were this month, too, and lots of old pictures show that we were the only kids in town who had a masquerade ball for our birthday. One of my favorite pictures shows me in my shiny 1960’s majorette costume, hands on hips, surveying my birthday kingdom.

But then came the grand spectacle of all. Christmas. There are no words to describe how much you loved Christmas. You told us that Christmas for you was a sock with an orange in it. You even related to Oprah when she said she never got that baby doll she always wanted. So, what did you do? You made Christmas for us fit every corny cliche'. It was a day to rival the storybooks. When you pulled that gigantic, dilapidated box out of the hallway closet we knew we were about to enter that yearly period of wonderment and awe. You made us love Christmas. Yours was the heart of Christmas. With endless merrymaking, baking cookies, making sure we got to see The Grinch, Rudolph, and Frosty, coming up with new holiday food concoctions and drinks, putting up lights, riding around to see all the lights, going downtown to look in all the windows, and then shop, shop, shop. You created some marathon shoppers, mom. And I think you were proud of that. You loved to dress us and even tried to keep up with Aunt Mildred (but I don’t think anyone could top that). And then came the gifts. It was really a bit embarrassing when our friends raced to our house to tell us about the 3 things they got for Christmas and our living room was a stockroom for Toys R Us and Sears. We always got PJs for the night before, so we came downstairs in our smelling-like-new clothes and there it was, Nirvana. You loved to capture that surprised look on our face. I think you lived for that. Then after the holiday explosion in the house, you would mosey on out to the kitchen to tend to the turkey and all of its’ fixings. I think that’s why Willy loves “The Christmas Story” so much. Because we lived it. And then the day would just get better and better with visits and more presents until you were satisfied. Thank you for that, mom.

As we grew, we got to know more of who you were. You were the fun mom and now the teens wanted to be yours. At 16, I remember coming home from work and my friend was sitting in the kitchen with you. Shocked I said, “I told you I was working.” And she said, “I know, I came to see your mom.” As this happened more and more, I just grew to accept it. You were the playful mom, the cool mom. I don’t know, maybe it was because they could smoke and play cards and sip your famous iced tea and dip into the never-ending candy bowl. But I doubt it. I'm just now starting to realize it was because they saw in your eyes how valued and special they were. They felt…mothered.

Mothering for you was just who you were. It was the epitome. Your essence. If we were going to a party for one of your nieces or nephews, you would have a gift for everybody. Jealous, I remember whining, “But mom, it’s so and so’s birthday, not theirs!” And you said, “You can’t do that Brenda, you just can’t. You can’t give one child a gift and not the other.” Aunt Cassie told me the other day that you were the Mother of All and that when you all lost your mom, she was just a young teen. So, you became her mother. She said you were the ultimate example of what it was to be a mother. And no words could be truer. Even your newest daughter, LaRue, calls you mom.

We got to watch how much you loved your mom, too. With 2 little kids and an infant in tow and with all the chaos that was home, you took your mother in. And when she was dying of cancer, you made sure she had everything. We got to watch how you cared for your mom, mom. And we saw how much you adored your brother and sisters. Really, in some ways they were like us kids, they got showered upon, too. And you loved to shower on dad’s mom and sisters and Aunt Mil, so they also had a special love for you. But as kids we especially got to watch how you loved our dad. With a husband with depression, yours was not always the easy life. But you taught us that you persevere in love, and you serve, and you cook them a fabulous meal even if they just inadvertently tore into your heart because “they didn’t really mean it.” Pam always says you were the ultimate example of sacrificial love, and it’s so true.

You taught us so many things like that, mom. You taught us that when life is hard, you don’t just throw in the towel. You embrace it. You make lemonade. Willy says he always loved it when you said, “Don’t sweat the small stuff.” You wrote the book on that, mom. You were its’ true author. Rita and Amber’s favorite true to form Bettyism was, “Well la de da!” You taught us to laugh in the face of adversity. You move on.

With dad working double and triple shifts also trying so hard to give us a better life than his, it was you that did all the painting, house repairs, shoveling of snow, dragging out the trash, feeding and watering the animals, etc. You were a strong example of a Proverbs woman. And then there were the meals. Oh my gosh, I can stop right there because I know whenever anybody mentions your cooking, everyone just shakes their head and gets a great big smile on their face. Pam and I had this joke after Sunday visits with you. She would say, “Was it a ‘Who Am I’ meal?” And my answer was almost always an emphatic, “Yep!”

You were also the one who taught us to hand that filthy beggar on the corner the money anyway and not to question it. Why? Because you would tell us but for the grace of God that could be your sister. People sometimes ask me what it was that prompted me to become a counselor. And I always start at the beginning. When, as a little kid I sat in Spring Grove with you with the scary sounds and people while we were waited for your sister, and you handed out cigarettes to every person on the ward because you wanted to reach out to all of those strangers, too. You took care of her all of her life. You also taught me that life can be super hard for families when the person they love most in the world has a disease called alcoholism. Powerful stuff, mom. So powerful that it propelled a person to dedicate their life to the cause.

You were so amazing, mom. But as you got sicker, the You we knew started disappearing little by little. It was your right, you were so sick. But it was so hard watching the woman that gave us so much zest for life lose some of hers. Amber grieved with us as she lost the grand mom that thought the sun and moon rose on her and became one of her caretakers. With so much closing in on you, you became more reclusive and less like yourself. I'm so sorry that in these last years you not only had to suffer the pain of losing your health but also your zeal. But even as the multiple medical conditions ravished your body, you never stopped trying to take care of everybody. It was like sustenance to you. We watched you persevere in love the way no one on earth should ever have to as you continued to serve a husband with Frontotemporal Dementia, the worst condition any family would ever have to face, so said the medical experts. Because of you, dad got to stay in his home way longer than anyone else could have ever imagined. You were so weak that you had to sit down to make him meals, really to do just about anything. But you never stopped. We all told you to stop, but you didn’t. That’s how you loved. That’s how you served. Ardently, wholeheartedly, persevering, never faltering.

Pam said you bring people together, and that this is Heaven. She said you’re probably up there right now cooking for the heavenly host, preparing the banquet. I bet she’s right.

But we all know even as sick as you were, how it broke your heart to let dad go. Aunt Eleanor said that you talked about it every night, and that she always tried to encourage you. You told everybody that you desperately tried to let him finish in his home. You wanted to continue 'mothering' him. We’re so sorry, mom. That you had to carry so much pain because you couldn’t take care of dad and anyone else anymore. We know how much you wanted to. We’re so sorry that you had to suffer so much at your end after you gave everything. We’re going to miss you, sweet Mother of All. Please say hi for us to all those other beautiful moms that greeted you in heaven, Aunt June, Aunt Gail, Aunt Mil, Aunt Murt, and Aunt Doris. And don’t forget to say hello to a great dad, Uncle Alvin. Please tell them we miss them.

As for me, I thank God that He gave me the most precious gift I could have ever received at your departing bedside. We got to tell you one more time all these things with the promise that you will never be forgotten. If that's what you were going for, mom, you did it. Well done good and faithful mother. And now like the beautiful flowers you loved and tended so faithfully, we know that the Ultimate Gardener of all is the one that gets to tend to you and watch you bloom all over again.

I'll love you forever,


Bob Hicks

Posted at 05:36pm

Karen and I send our condolences to you and your family.

Bob Hicks

Michael and Margo Scott

Posted at 11:42am
Our sincere condolences go out to the entire family for your loss. Rita and Chris, you are in our thoughts and prayers. Much love, Your neighbors, Michael, Margo, Micah, and Maya Scott

Sherrie Gleisner

Posted at 06:46pm
We just wanted to send our love and prayers to the family. We are so sorry. We were so happy to know her passing was peaceful and she was surrounded by those she loved. Sherrie and John Gleisner

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