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Fredia Booker Life Celebration Program

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Fredia Lutricia Booker, affectionately known as “Lu” was born as a twin in Atlanta, Georgia on June 26, 1949, to the late Rev. John and Vivian Booker as the second of three children.

She transitioned on April 4, 2026, at 10:00 A.M. at her home in Peachtree City, Ga.

Lu was as strong-willed as her twin Redia, as a leader, organizer, motivator and teacher. She graduated from C.L. Harper High School in May of 1967 and matriculated to Morris Brown College.

While attending Harper High, she was a faithful member of the school chorus. Fredia graduated from Morris Brown College in 1971 with a BA in Sociology. She studied further at Georgia State University, Atlanta University and University of the South. She was a member of Ga. Association of Educators and Ga. Council for Social Studies. She loved history and could quote dates easily.

Her community development included Phi Delta Kappa Sorority, Inc., Alpha Epsilon Chapter. She sponsored Saturday Tutorial Programs with the Vine City Equal Opportunity Program. She was a dedicated member of Greater St. Peter AME Church where she served on several church organizations and received the Outstanding Educator and Lay Person of the Year among a series of other awards.

As an Educator she began her teaching career at Martin Luther King Middle School in1973 and later taught at South Atlanta High School, which was formally known as Walter George High School. She was the Principal of Greater St. Peter Christian Academy where she increased enrollment 10% each year. She loved children and educating them.

Fredia was a sister, aunt, cousin, Godmother and a good friend to many people. We will miss the beautiful smile, caring disposition and lovely laughter.

Fredia’s twin, Redia Booker Orr, preceded her in death. She leaves to cherish her memories, her sister, Mrs. Gail B. (Marvin) Traylor; niece, Ms. Denise Barbour; Goddaughter, Dr. Rosegenee M. (Wendall) Ellis; Godson, Michael Waddy; brother-in-law, Larry Orr; and a host of other family members and friends.

Order of Service

Prelude……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………...………“It’s Well With My Soul”

Processional ………………………………………………………………………………………………………….…………………Clergy, Family & Friends

Congregational Hymn …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………...…………“Amazing Grace”

Prayer …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..…………Rev. Keith Alexander, Sr., Pastor Cobb Bethel A.M.E. Church

Selection…………………………………………………………………………………………………………... Greater St. Peter A.M.E. Church Choir

Scripture Reading

Old Testament ………………………………………………………………………………………….…………Rev. Raymond Bowers, Pastor Greater St. Peter A.M.E. Church

New Testament …………………………………………………………….…...………………Rev. Marvin Traylor Sr. Associate Pastor Cobb Bethel AME Church

Solo………………………………………………………………….……………………………………………………………..……………………Sis. Deborah Waddy

Reflections (Two Minutes Please)

C.L. Harper High School, Class of 1967

Phi Delta Kappa Sorority, Inc., Alpha Epsilon Chapter

Bro Michael Waddy, Godson

Sis. Gail Booker Traylor, Sister

Selection……………………………………………………………………………………….………...…………Greater St. Peter A.M.E. Church Choir

Eulogy …………………………………………………………………………………………..………………………………...… Rev. Raymond Bowers, Pastor Greater St. Peter A.M.E. Church

Acknowledgements ………………………………………………………………………….……………………………………………Sis. JaTawn Robinson

Recessional

Postlude

When Great Trees Fall

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety.

When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear.

When great souls die, the air around us becomes light, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see with a hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind words unsaid, promised walks never taken.

Great souls die and our reality, bound to them, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon their nurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formed and informed by their radiance, fall away. We are not so much maddened as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of dark, cold caves.

And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.

Acknowledgements

The family wishes to express their sincere thanks and appreciation to all our extended family and friends for your prayers, visits, cards and so many caring thoughts received during the loss of our loved one. May God bless each of you.

Willie A. Watkins Funeral Home Historic West End Chapel 1003 Ralph David Abernathy Boulevard Atlanta, Georgia 30310 404-758-1731 www.williewatkins.com

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