Alice Faye Winburn-Freeman

Alice Faye Winburn-Freeman January 8, 1946 - April 29, 2026 Our beloved mother, Alice Faye Winburn-Freeman, was born on January 8, 1946, in Madera, California to Ruby Springer. On April 29, 2026, she went home to be with the Lord, reunited with those she loved and missed so dearly. Mom was the heart of a large and beautiful family. She was blessed with seven children: John, Jerrold, Jason, Todd, April, Dez, and Heath Justin. Through them, her love grew into a legacy--more than twenty grandchildren, more than twenty-nine great-grandchildren, and one precious great-great-granddaughter. She was preceded in death by three of her sons: John, Jerrold, and Heath Justin, whom she carried in her heart every single day. In 1995, Mom married Donald Freeman, the love of her life. Don was her partner, her best friend, and her steady companion. Together, they built a life full of laughter, devotion, and quiet understanding. Mom's journey as a mother began in 1962 when she welcomed her firstborn, John, at just sixteen years old. Though young, her strength, determination, and deep love shaped the foundation of a family that would continue to grow and flourish. By the age of 27, she had ...[more]

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eady welcomed seven children, creating the big, loving family she had always dreamed of. Her home was never just her own--it was a haven. She opened her doors to grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces, nephews, cousins, and anyone in need of comfort and care. If you needed a place to land, Mom made sure you had one. Family was everything to her. It was her purpose, her pride, and her joy. She poured that love into each of her children in a way only she could. April was her strength. Todd and Dez were her protectors. Jerrold was her patience. John was her first love. Justin was her baby. And Jason was her steady ground. And beyond all titles, she was our fiercest supporter and our most loyal friend. Even in her early sixties, Mom's nurturing spirit never slowed. She began again, raising her great-grandchildren Amiya and Nathan with the same boundless love she gave to all her children. Her love reached far beyond blood. So many called her "Mom" or "Grandma," not because they had to--but because she made them feel like they belonged. Mom was deeply creative and endlessly curious. She loved to read and was always learning something new. She had a fondness for scary movies and a special joy in decorating her home for every holiday--Halloween being her favorite. Her kitchen was the center of her world, filled with the aroma of home-cooked meals and the sound of family gathered close. Though she left school after the ninth grade, Mom later returned to earn her certification as a CNA and worked as a dietician in a local convalescent hospital. Caring for others wasn't just her job--it was her calling. She treated everyone she met with kindness, dignity, and compassion. She also had a tender heart for animals, especially those in need. Somehow, they always found their way to her, as if they knew she would help--and she always did. Her garden, like her home, was a place where life was nurtured and cared for. One of Mom's greatest gifts was storytelling. She had a way of drawing you in, making you feel every moment. Her memories were vivid, her stories unforgettable, and her voice one we will carry with us always. She loved her daughters-in-law and sons-in-law deeply and was proud of the family that continued to grow around her. Mom lived a full and meaningful life. In her final days, she was at peace, ready to be reunited with her children who had gone before her. When you think of our mom, Alice Faye Winburn-Freeman, light a candle. She always kept one burning--filling her home with warmth, comfort, and welcome. Her table was always open, and her love had no limits. Go rest high on that mountain, Mom. You carried so much, loved so deeply, and gave so freely. You earned your rest. We will love you forever and always-- our strength, our guide, our home... our Mom.