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10/04/17 - NNHS Newsletter -
Gail McMahon Hudson

Gail McMahon Hudson
(04 July 1932 - 28 Sept 2017)

 Newport News High School Class of June 1949

Dear Friends and Schoolmates, 

   There is more sad news this Wednesday.  Gail McMahon Hudson, Class of June 1949, passed away on Thursday, September 28, 2017 at the age of 85 at Tulane Medical Center during a trip to New Orleans, Louisiana.

   She was the sister of Elizabeth McMahon Wendling and of the late David McMahon.

 From the Daily Press - 10/04/17:

             Gail McMahon Hudson


WESTMINSTER CANTERBURY - Gail McMahon Hudson died on Thursday September 28th at Tulane Medical Center during a trip to New Orleans.

She had turned 85 on July 4th and recently became a great-grandmother.

She was a graduate of Newport News High School and Lynchburg College, and the former public relations director at both Ferrum College and the Virginia division of the American Cancer Society. She also served as a member of the Henrico County School Board.

Most recently Gail was a resident of Westminster Canterbury on Westbrook Avenue in Richmond.



Gail was born in New York City in 1932 and later moved with her family to Newport News. As a girl, she showed a flair for writing. She edited the student newspaper at Lynchburg College and, after earning her bachelor's degree in English in 1953, worked for the news bureau at Randolph Macon Women's College.

After marrying Grant Hudson, she lived in the Richmond area for the rest of her life except for an eight-year span when she and Grant worked at Ferrum College. After moving to Highland Springs, she worked for the Virginia Department of Health before beginning the first of two long stints at the American Cancer Society.

As a teenager, she'd dreamed of becoming a foreign correspondent. That didn't come to pass, but she spent much of the past 30 years of her life traveling the world, from Ireland to Spain to Morocco to Costa Rica (when she was 82) and many other places, along with her younger sister, Elizabeth Wendling. Gail loved visiting her native city, New York, and attending Broadway shows and touring museums.

Gail was a quiet person, a bit reserved, but she was also warm and had tremendous energy. "A classy dame," according to some who knew her well. One friend said of her: "Gail liked to write to-do lists so she could cross things off." Along with working full-time, she juggled the responsibility of being a mother to two sons, Stephen and Michael, and an unofficial mother to members of the basketball teams her husband coached at Highland Springs High School and Ferrum College.

Along with traveling overseas, she also loved spending time at her house at Duck Beach on North Carolina's Outer Banks. She was an avid reader, enjoyed dancing to swing music, and loved going to the Lewis Ginter Botanic Garden and Virginia Museum of Fine Arts. As busy as she was, she always had time for her grandchildren, taking them places when they were too young drive and accompanying them on adventures when they were old enough to get behind the wheel. She gave them books, encouraged their interests in music and art and other sweet things in the life, and was always there when they needed her. In her retirement years, one grandchild asked her: "Are you bored?" "No," she said. "I'm too busy!"

She had regular dinner dates on Fridays and Saturdays with two different sets of friends at Westminster Canterbury. Wine bottles were often popped open at these gatherings. Gail sang many Mondays with the Heartstrings, an all-female singing group that performed at retirement centers throughout the Richmond area.

After suffering a stroke four years ago, she needed speech therapy to help undo the cognitive effects. But she came back with gusto, quickly regaining her speech and foiling the plans of family and professionals who thought she should give up her driving license by acing an official driving test.

She is survived by her sister Elizabeth Wendling, her sons Stephen and Michael, her nephew Phillip Wendling, her brother-in-law Doug Wendling, her daughters-in-law Deanna Hudson and Darcey Steinke, her three grandchildren, Ben Hudson, Jacob Hudson and Mandy Fowler, her step granddaughter Abbie Hornburg and her great granddaughter Ayla Fowler.

She was preceded in death by her parents Robert and Harriet McMahon, her husband Grant, her brother David and her beloved grandson Bradley Hudson.

Donations can be made in her name to American Cancer Society and Lynchburg College.

Gail's family will hold a visitation from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m. this Friday, October 6, at Woody's Funeral Home at 1771 North Parham Road in Richmond.

A memorial service will be held at the funeral home at 11 a.m. on Saturday, October 7. View and post condolences on our online guestbook at

Published in Daily Press on October 4, 2017.
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October 04
, 2017

As President of Woody Funeral Home, I extend our deepest sympathy from all our staff for your loss. We are committed to providing the utmost care to you at this time and throughout the days to come. Our purpose is to assist and serve you in a manner that exceeds your expectations. We pledge to strive to merit the trust you have reposed in us.

   Our sincerest condolences are extended to Gail's family and friends at this difficult time.

 Y'all take good care of each other!  TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe!

                          Love to all, Carol





Carol Buckley Harty
7020 Lure Court
Fayetteville, NC 28311-9309



Abide With Me

Words by Henry F. Lyte, 1847
Music by William H. Monk, 1861

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.

Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;
Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea.
Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.

Thou on my head in early youth didst smile,
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee.
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

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