Vicky was a loving daughter,sister,mother,and friend to those who knew her. She loved music and to dance. She enjoyed family gatherings & getting together with her friends, of which she had many. A woman of her own, she left a mark of wisdom in everyone she met. Without a doubt a rebel in life, no one would dare test. Strong, witty extra ordinary soul who we all loved so! Her cooking came from the heart, a true master of the foot arts. You always could pick her out of a crowd, Red on the head she held so proud. Whether she was at the NO NAME BAR or out just borrowing a car,you always could count on her to be there to lend out an ear. Her little pal Rojo would always crow and for what only the good LORD knows. She overcame her fears without a single beer, as her eye shed a tear. Life threw her curves that always seemed to be highly obsured. She handled most with grace & style, as for others she would “tare ass” for miles. Ending up in Amarillo, the last place she ever intended to go, for real though. She had a knack for that good ‘ol dirt track, and loved Nascar. She married an Okee named Phil, gave her the seal that made her an undeniable LITTRELL. How they met I’m sure was GODS’ will, you can’t get me to tell. Then one day she fell under the spell of a childhood male One of the Austin boys’ pals, we call Ira. He brought out her inner soul “survivor”,there will never be another quite like her. Her two kids could tell you ‘bout her best. GOD had his rest then blessed them with the best-of-the-best. But only for a little while, to help them walk down that bittersweet lifelong mile. He decided to call her home with a gentle smile. She will forever be in our hearts, visit us in our dreams, hey maybe sometimes intervene. As she makes our life much more keen, all the while guiding us to become better human beings! 

She will be loved and missed, and never forgotten by all who knew her!