Rita J. Bowman
January 20, 1962 ~ December 26, 2014
Rita J. Bowman, 52, Mooresville, died December 26, 2014, in St. Francis Hospital, Indianapolis. Rita was born January 20, 1962, in Indianapolis.
She graduated from Arsenal Technical High School and worked as a machine operator at Cougar Bag for a number of years. Rita enjoyed all things outdoors, especially fishing and camping. Her memory will be cherished by a loving family and many friends.
One son, Daniel Joseph Bowman, preceded Rita in death, along with her husband, Jeffrey Bowman, Sr.
Survivors include her mother, Harlene Frances Vest of Charlestown; sons, Jonathan Bowman of Springville, Jeffery Bowman of Tennessee; daughters, Stephanie Bowman and Stacey Jones, both of Indianapolis; fianc, Mickey Haynes; siblings, Sara, Lora, Paul, and Mark; 13 grandchildren; 1 great grandchild.
The funeral service will begin at 2 p.m., Friday, January 2, 2015, in the chapel at Carlisle - Branson Funeral Service & Crematory, Mooresville. Friends may call there from 1 p.m., until service time. Cremation will follow at the Morgan County Crematory. Visit www.carlislebranson.com to share a favorite memory or to sign the online guest registry.
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A truely blessed spirit. Very outgoing. Full of life. A beautiful person. My best memory of Rita is a fishing trip her sister(my wife)Lora and I took her an Mickey on to a lake we always had great catches at. We talked it up big and told them how we always caught fish there. We all go out that night loaded up with fishing/camping gear and sit out on the lakes edge all night. Four experienced fishermen/women with all manner of equiptment. Mickey had gadgets that I had never seen before. I jokingly called him the Batman of fishing. We caught absolutely nothing, Lora fell in the lake, I broke one of my rods and we all still had a great time. I wish we could’ve done more together. Lora and I both will miss and love you until we meet again. It ain’t ‘goodbye’, it’s ‘C’Ya later.’ Love ya kiddo. Jeff Turner