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December 5, 1931 – November 25, 2018

Carrie Hayes
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Obituary for Carrie Hayes (Boyde)

Carrie Boyde was born to George and Helen Boyde on December 5th, 1931 in Harlem, New York. She was the 2nd eldest girl in a family of nine siblings. As a young girl, she was affectionately known as “Flippy”. And if you knew Ms. Carrie, you know how she acquired her pet name. As a child, she was quite the scholar. In fact, she told stories of sitting in her older sister’s class before the age of five. It was said that she would often question the teacher or offer unsolicited advice. Her job at the day’s end was to give George, her father an accounting of the day’s events and she never missed a detail. And for those of you still wondering, it was that flippant mouth of Ms. Carrie where the name “Flippy” came from! But make no mistake, Carrie knew her place in the family. She was always looking out for her siblings, even taking punishments for the mischievous things they may have stumbled into from time to time.
She attended school in Harlem before the family relocated to Mount Vernon, New York. After high school, Carrie worked various retail jobs in Westchester, including Bloomingdales in White Plains. It was her years at Bloomingdales that further developed her love for the finer things in life. To see Carrie was to see the embodiment of a classy lady from the crown of her pristinely curled hair down to her perfectly paired pumps. She loved styling her kitten heels, and it was nothing short of high fashion worthy. Her look rivaled those found on the pages of the fashion magazines on the newsstands at that time.
It was on her commute from New York City to Westchester that she befriended and later married Russell Hayes. Carrie had three children; Theresa, George, and Michelle. In the early 80s, they decided to relocate to Neptune, New Jersey. This move caused angst because Carrie worried about being too far away from her children and first-born granddaughter.
But in true Ms. Carrie fashion, she quickly found her niche by becoming a foster mother. Ms. Carrie never fancied being a “housewife,” so she researched what needed to be done to open her home to children in the foster care system. The process was simple and just a year after moving to New Jersey she became a certified foster mother. She fostered over one hundred children from ages six weeks to seventeen, in her fifteen years as a foster parent. Some children remained for a few days, and some as long as four years. Of the children placed in her home, she later adopted two sons. The State of New Jersey recognized her heroic efforts with the Foster Parent of the Year award in 1992. Her motto was simple; all children need someone in their corner. And she was that and so much more! In fact, whenever the call came from Division of Youth and Family Services, Ms. Carrie accepted the challenge. There was a short time when she was fostering seven…yes, SEVEN infants at once, because she couldn’t bear the thought of them being without homes. In Ms. Carrie’s mind, there was nothing a home full of love couldn’t fix.
When Ms. Carrie wasn’t tending to the children in the home, she was following along with her children and grandchildren’s comings and goings. She wanted to hear about every school event, lost tooth, celebration and birthday because she was fully invested in their lives no matter how near or far they were.
Ms. Carrie not only opened her home to foster children, but she was quite the entertainer. She often hosted BBQs and other fun events for the other local foster families and neighbors. She welcomed former foster children to visit after they left her home and was just a phone call away when anyone was lonely, needed a word of encouragement, or a firm talking to.
Ms. Carrie never held her tongue when she believed that a person was heading down the wrong path in life. This was true for anyone that she may encounter; siblings, foster children, her children/grandchildren, neighborhood children, or even the local deli clerk. She just had a way with people. When you saw Ms. Carrie coming you just stood up a little straighter and flew right. She spoke greatness into you, and somehow you knew you never wanted to let her down. Ms. Carrie’s encouragement sometimes came with tough love. If you were calling her for advice she’d say, “What are you calling me for? You’d better get in that mirror and talk to yourself. You will hear everything you need to.” After she’d hung up the phone, you knew you were better from her “advice.” But that was Ms. Carrie…she gave you what you needed and not just what you wanted; and that was the standard she set throughout her entire life.
Ms. Carrie never being one to sit still decided at seventy years old that she was bored…yes, bored. It was then that she determined she would return to the work force. She worked part time at a local daycare center, in the baby room before taking on a full-time job at Walgreens. She retired after a decade, at the ripe age of 80! She agreed that it was time to stop working, but that didn’t mean that she would sit still. Ms. Carrie once again took up her love of walking; walking 2-3 miles each morning on the boardwalk near her home. She only agreed to go to the local senior center to take exercise classes and visit the “old people” there. Yes, Ms. Carrie never saw herself as old, or even older.
It was shortly after her retirement that the brightly shining flame that she was, began to dim. Her steps weren’t as spry, and her whit not as quick. So, in the fall of 2015, she relocated back to Mount Vernon, New York to live with her daughter, Theresa. She was happy to be “home.” Throughout her life, she told her loved ones that she only wanted to live until 85 years young. Her reasoning was simple, “when I can’t do for myself anymore, I want to go home.” And in true Ms. Carrie fashion, she did things her way. Just ten days shy of her 87th birthday, on Sunday, November 25, 2018, she went home to be with the Lord.
Carrie Hayes leaves behind to celebrate her memory her children Theresa Morris, Michelle Summerville (Lawrence), Troy Hayes, and Tyron Hayes. She is also survived by three grandchildren Tiffany Morris-Murray (Dwayne), Kristin Morris-Ekpecham (Uche), Brian Campbell and four great-grandchildren, Jonathan, Caleb, Mya, and Cayden. Four siblings, Gardner, William, Homer, and Jacqueline also survive her. She is predeceased by his parents, George and Helen, son, George, husband, Russell, and siblings, George, Enid, Yvonne, and Lugenia. She also leaves a host of nieces, nephews, family and friends, especially Polly, Jean, and Mrs. Smalls who will continue to celebrate her life and keep her memory alive.

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When Thursday, December 6th, 2018 9:00am - 10:00am
St. Catherine A. M.E. Zion Church
19 Lincoln Avenue
New Rochelle, NY 10801

Service Information

Thursday, December 6th, 2018 10:00am
St. Catherine A. M.E. Zion Church
19 Lincoln Avenue
New Rochelle, NY 10801

Interment Information

Brigadier General William C. Doyle Memorial Cemetery
Wrightstown, NJ