Birth date: Feb 21, 1938 Death date: Jun 3, 2026
Margaret Orr was born and raised in Chattanooga, Tennessee, to Leonard and Marie Robinson. She was the fourth of ten children, and from an early age she carried herself with strength, grace, wisdom, and a spirit of determination t Read Obituary
Deepest condolences to the Orr family from Airlean Hutchins and
Loretta Stubbs family.
Deepest condolences to the Orr family from Airlean Hutchins and Loretta Stubbs families.
Please accept my condolences and prayers as we mourn the loss of Aunt Marg. While our hearts are saddened by her death, we do not grieve without hope, for our hope is in Jesus Christ, who conquered death and opened the gates of eternal life to those who love Him.
One of the things I remember most about Aunt Margaret was the way she made me feel loved. My mother often told stories about Big Mommy and how she had a special gift of making each of her daughters and son feel as though they were her favorite, while loving them all equally. That beautiful gift was not lost on Aunt Margaret or any of the Robinson siblings for that matter. She carried it forward in her own life.
As a child, I truly believed I was Aunt Margaret's favorite nephew. Looking back, I know many of her nieces, nephews, children, and grandchildren probably felt exactly the same way. That was
one of her great gifts. She had a way of making each person feel like they were the only other person on earth.
I spent much of the year between mid-summer of 1967 and mid-summer of 1968 around Aunt Margaret, seeing her almost every day. My memories are filled with her kindness and generosity.
She always made sure I had something to eat, something to drink, a popsicle from the ice cream man, and whatever else I needed. More than that, she made me feel welcome, safe, and cherished. I cannot remember her asking anything of me or asking anything in return. I only remember her serving me and giving of herself.
Looking back, I realize that this was a particularly difficult time for our family. My father was serving on a remote military tour in Thailand, and because families were not permitted to accompany service members on that assignment, we were separated from him for that year. What I may not have fully appreciated as a child was the kindness that Aunt Margaret and Uncle Floyd showed our family during that year. Their home, their hospitality, and their love helped carry us through a season that could have been much harder than it was.
As a young boy, I experienced their generosity. As an adult, I can see more clearly the sacrifice and care behind it. The love they showed was not merely kindness to relatives; it was a living expression of Christian charity. Through countless ordinary acts of service, they reflected the love of Christ to our family when we needed it most.
Those memories have stayed with me all my life, and they remain one of the many gifts Aunt Margaret ever gave me.
There is another memory that has stayed with me throughout my life. I was told by my mother,
Lula, that Aunt Margaret chose my middle name, Jeffrey. I never learned the full story behind
why she loved that name, but I have always carried it with gratitude because it was a gift from
her. Perhaps someone else in the family knows the rest of that story.
The last time I saw Aunt Margaret was in 2018. Even after all those years, nothing had changed. The warmth, affection, and love she showed me made me feel once again like that little boy who thought he was her favorite. That was simply who she was.
Most importantly, I remember her love for Jesus Christ. The kindness she showed was not merely good manners or family affection. It reflected the love of Christ that lived within her. In a world that often feels cold and divided, she reminded us what Christian love looks like when it is lived faithfully and generously.
As we commend Aunt Margaret to the mercy of God, I pray that her example will continue to inspire all of us. The greatest tribute we can offer her is to love one another as she loved us, and to place our trust in the same Lord whom she loved and served.
May perpetual light shine upon her, and may she rest in the peace of Christ until the day we are reunited in His Kingdom.
Peace be with you, Aunt Margaret. Thank you for your love, your kindness, and your witness of faith.
With love and prayers,
David Jeffrey Council
The things I remember about Aunt Margaret. I remember when we would drive down there every summer from Illinois, you knew you could always depend on her cabinets to be full and you could have whatever you wanted. I couldn’t wait for her to cook homemade, handheld peach pies and fried corn from off the cob. Her kitchen always smelled so good. She was the best and fasted cook!
I also remember when I went in her kitchen cabinet she always had “Martha White “blueberry muffins, in a packet and she let me make those ! They were so good and until this day every time I’m in the store and see them I think of her. Also, I remember downstairs in the cabinet, she’d always have those planters cheese balls.
I also remember when we would come, she would set up tables downstairs and the family (grownups) would play cards and she and my daddy would just cackle and laugh and she had that distinctive laugh which I loved..
Aunt Margaret‘s house was always the place to gather and entertain and just be with Family..
I also remember anytime I would call she’d be so happy to hear from me. She also was the lover of our ancestry and she involved me in it. She would talk so much about the history and all the family members. she knew everything ! Her memory of dates and times was just solid.
I loved my Aunt Margaret so much, she was the best!!
May her soul rest in peace!
Love, Deana (Council) Domsten (niece)
Rest in Heaven Aunt Margret we love you forever and cherish the time you were here with us! To Uncle Floyd, Aaron, Randy and Kitty -no words can truly ease your pain but please know we are all keeping you in our prayers!!
Love Always,
Jasmine & Eric Jr. 🤍
We will always love you Aunt Margaret and she will be missed. We will miss her smile and her kind words every time that we see her and mostly her hugs. We know she is in heaven and we will see her again. Praise God!
Kendall and Tracy Toney
