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June Carolyn (Pruitt) Wheeler
December 10, 1942 ~ November 10, 2022 (age 79) 79 Years Old
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The “Matriarch” June Carolyn Pruitt Wheeler, 79, went home to be with her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ on November 10, 2022. June was born December 10, 1942 to William Linzy Pruitt and Velma Mae Gates Pruitt. She was the 4th of 6 children. She grew up in Brown Summit, NC, and attended Curry High School. She was the first woman to go through service station training school in NC. June and her late husband Butch owned a commercial roofing and flooring company in Greensboro. Butch was in the military and stationed in San Diego when he went AWOL from the military to marry June. They later retired to Oak Island and owned Cash Unlimited Pawn, Inc. She loved the beach, and sitting on the waterfront in Southport.
She was a lover of thrift stores and yard sales. She loved bookstores and reading. On the weekends she enjoyed riding through the country roads of Brown Summit and pointing out where she grew up. She’d stop along the way to get some vegetables. She loved fresh homegrown tomatoes.
Known for her round table talks, there was always laughter when June was around. With her quick wit and humor she was a force to be dealt with. Fire in her soul she could put anyone in their place real quick. She was a lover of animals. Especially her cats. She always made jokes about the cats being on red bull. In her free time she enjoyed watching the television show 90-day-fiancé. She never wanted to miss an episode. She loved family history and could trace lineage just from a single name. She loved her family. June was a great cook, and loved cooking for them. She was a devoted wife, mother, and grandmother. She was so proud of all her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She had a strong faith in Jesus Christ. A firm believer in prayer and miracles she believed all things were possible through Christ.
She had two loves of her life- Misty 120s and Tristyn Shore, who she helped raise and looked on as a son.
She was preceded in death by her husband of 51 years Dennis Butch Wheeler, her sister Kelly Sparks, sister JoAnn Wagoner, brother Donnie Pruitt, her daughter Angielia Wheeler, grandson Dustin Wheeler, granddaughter Cassidy Poole, and one of her dearest friends Judy Swain.
She is survived by her brother Linzy Pruitt and wife Gilda of Shelby, sister Kay Hunter of McLeansville, sister-in-laws Ruby Pruitt of Greensboro and Pat Hayes of Randleman, son Dennis Wheeler Jr. of the home, her daughter Tammy LeVan and husband Darrell of McLeansville, and her daughter Faith Shore of the home. She is also survived by her granddaughters Lindsay Townsend and husband Joseph and two beloved great granddaughters; grandsons Tyler LeVan and wife Taylor and children Gracie, Tyler Jr. and Ella of McLeansville; grandsons Jordan LeVan of McLeansville, Tristyn Shore of the home, and six great grandchildren. She is also survived by her best friend of 50 years Eva Hussey. She was so proud of all her family.
A celebration of life service will be held November 26th at 3:00 pm at George Brothers Funeral Home in Greensboro, NC, with Rev. Bill Davis and Rev. Joseph Townsend. If you would like to share memories of June you can speak them at the service or write them down and we will have someone read them for you. The family will receive friends following the service.
June will be missed sincerely by everyone. She touched the life of everyone she came in contact with. Life will never be the same. But she told us she did not want us to be crying for her, but to celebrate her life because she would be “ringing those golden bells.”