Yvonne Ruth Austin White, age 80, a resident of Lewisburg, Tennessee, and formerly a resident of Gladstone, Michigan, went to be with her Lord on Tuesday, May 13, 2025, at Maury Regional Medical Center.
Born on October 13, 1944, in Chicago, Illinois, she was the daughter of the late Dana Maxwell Austin and the late Glenna Ruth Baltzell Austin. Yvonne was a devoted Christian whose kindness and willingness to help others touched many lives. She cherished her family deeply and especially enjoyed the time spent with her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.
She is survived by her son, Bobby (Jelly) Thyr, daughter, Vanessa Raisor, brother, Milo Austin, grandchildren, Adam Thyr, Shannon Thyr, Valerie (Donny) Cole, Destiny Raisor, Seth Raisor, Charlie Raisor, and great grandchildren, Dallas Cole, Evan Cole, and Hailey Moglia.
In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, James White, and brother, Dana Maxwell Austin Jr.
There will be no public service at this time. Heritage Funeral Home of Columbia, Tennessee, is assisting the family with arrangements.
Milo Austin - Conway, AR
As her brother, I guess I had better say something. We were 3 1/3 years apart (4 in school) growing up, so you can imagine how that went with an older sister; much as usual. It wasn’t all bad though. One time we were visiting relatives, staying at their house. I think Yvonne and I slept in the living room. We stayed up half the night just talking in the dark. I’ll always remember that. However, in later years, and especially about the last 5 years, we became really good, close friends. We shared many, many conversations about every subject under the sun, including many controversial subjects. Neither of us had made a habit of expressing much affection towards each other; we just weren’t like that. But it was only a few weeks ago while we were chatting, I felt prompted to tell her, ‘You know, if you were to go first, I would really, REALLY miss you, much more so than when our parents passed.’ And it’s true. I miss her terribly already. She’s no longer there to bounce our crazy ideas off of. And I have lost a true soul mate. But at the same time, I am glad that she is now finally in the arms of Jesus, and free of her earthly pain, because she had it rough. Rest in peace now, my sister.