Lessie Beatrice Robinson James was bom on May 4,1943 to the late John and Lessie Robinson. She confessed a hope in Christ and was a lifelong member of Second Mt. Zion Baptist Church. "Bea", as she was known by family and friends, was a graduate of Union High School in Caroline County. On February 23,1963, she was united in Holy Matrimony to her high school sweetheart, Robert Emerson Taylor James. Through this union, they were blessed with two sons and two daughters. Bea worked at Holly Farms (Tyson's) for many years. She had a love for family, especially children. She played an important part in the lives of many with whom she had contact. She was special to each of them in their own way. She was an avid bingo player and enjoyed beating her grandchildren at Pac-man. With her family at her bedside, God quietly called Bea home on Sunday, December 8, 2013. She was preceded in death by her parents, John and Lessie Robinson; two sisters,Hazel Johnson and Lena Baylor; and two brothers, Benjamin and Lunceford Robinson. She leaves to cherish her memory a loving and devoted husband, Robert E. T. James, Sr.; four devoted children, Robert E. T. James, Jr. (Renee), Loleta James Brorvn, Melissa James Thomas (John), and Ronald James, Sr. Q.{ishonda); eleven grandchildren, Christopher Logan (Kelly), Marcel James, Robert E. T. James III (Ternisha), Michael Wilkerson, Jr., (Sonya Gassett), Ronald (Angelica) James, Jr., Rishard James, Alycia (Clarence) Covington, Tiffany Wilkerson, Terrell James, Trovontez Butler and Breon Andrews; ten great-grandchildren; three sisters, Clara James (devoted caregiver), Beulah (Clyde) Clarke, and Ethel Dabney; five brothers, John, Eddie (Amy), Gerald (Francis), Phillip (Audrey) Robinson, and Earl (Adele) Carter; two sisters-in-law, Earlene Robinson and Goldia (Albert) Logan; two brothers-in-law, Daniel (Barbara) and Anthony (Lenora) James, and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends. Many times we will need you Many times we will cry If love could have saved you You never would have died Loving hands tried to save you Prayers and tears were in vain Hoppy angels came and took you From this world of toil and pain Sorrowfully submitted, The Family