Aloise Novella Key Hall

Aloise Novella Key Hall, 85, passed away peacefully on the morning of Sunday, March 4, 2018.

Mrs. Hall was born on September 1, 1932 in Norman Park, Georgia to the late Charles Lee and Willie Powell Key. She was reared in Lakeland, Florida where she graduated from high school and excelled as a competitive swimmer. After graduation, she married Manley Hall, Sr. Together, they relocated to Warner Robins where she worked on Robins Air Force Base as she reared her own family. Mrs. Hall also worked as a librarian in Warner Robins before beginning a 22 year career with Cox Communications. After retiring from Cox as an office manager, she worked at Belk Matthews for a number of years. Mrs. Hall was a wonderful cook who also loved gardening and reading in her spare time. She was preceded in death by her husband, Manley Hall, Sr.; her sons, James Hall, Lehman Hall, and Terry Hall; her grandson, David Hall; and her siblings, Charles Key, Jr., Wayne Key, Sr., and Francis Sandefur.

Her memory will forever be treasured by her children, Jerald Hall of Jacksonville, Florida, Manley Hall, Jr. of Warner Robins, and Thomas Hall of Savannah, Georgia; her grandchildren, Tina McCarty, Angela Lambert, Sherry McDonald, Aubrey Hall, Damon Hall, Amanda Petroff, Justin Hall, Stephanie Norwood, Jarod Hall, and Man Hall; 18 great-grandchildren; 7 great-great-grandchildren; her sister, Margerie Koerber of Los Angeles, California; and her sister-in-law, Faye Byrum of Albany, Georgia.

The memorial service celebrating Mrs. Hall’s life will be held at 1:00 p.m. on Wednesday, March 7, 2018, in the chapel of McCullough Funeral Home. At a later date, Mrs. Hall will be laid to rest in the Antioch Methodist Church Cemetery in Cochran. In lieu of flowers, the family respectfully requests that memorial contributions be made to the Centerville Lions’ Club, P.O. Box 464, Centerville, Georgia 31028.

FOR MY MOTHER

When I am all alone sometimes
And I have no one but me,
I often close my eyes
And it’s your face that I see.

A face when I was young
That always held a smile;
The face over my crib
When I was a young child.

A face with gentle caring hands
That held me when I was small,
And put my feet on paths of knowledge
That I would need when I grew tall.

Hands that had a loving heart,
One that always understood;
That raised me up from boy to man,
And taught me bad from good.

How can I repay all the things,
For me that you have done;
I can only hope to be like you
To my precious little one.

© 1998 Thom Hall

McCullough Funeral Home and Crematory has the privilege of being entrusted with Mrs. Hall’s arrangements.