Barbara Creekmore, 77
June 28, 1948 – April 16, 2026
“She quietly expected great things to happen to her,
and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald
Barbara Dean Ferrell Creekmore, 77, went to be with her Heavenly Father on April 16, 2026. She was born on June 28, 1948, in Amory, Mississippi – a town that would shape her quiet strength, her rooted sense of place, and her unshakeable belief that an ordinary life, lived with extraordinary devotion, is the finest life of all. She graduated from Amory High School, where the seeds of her characteristic ambition and curiosity first took hold. She resumed her education at Hinds Community College while living in Jackson; she would go on to complete the renowned Teacher Education program at Blue Mountain College in northeast Mississippi. Yet for Barbara, learning was never confined to a classroom. She became, in the truest sense, a self-educated woman by reading deeply, seeking broadly, and teaching herself whatever the world required of her. Knowledge, to Barbara, was not a credential. It was a way of loving the life God had given her.
It was in Amory that Barbara found the great love of her life. She met Sam Creekmore there, and from that meeting everything else followed. Barbara was his beloved wife for nearly sixty years, a partnership that was, by every measure, the defining work of her life. In 1972, they made their home in New Albany, Mississippi, where together they built something rare and lasting: a life centered on faith, family, and service. They established a medical practice and sank deep roots into the community they chose to love. Sam was her constant, and she was his. Theirs was the kind of devotion you do not manufacture; it is simply, quietly, there, grown up through years of commitment and shared dreams.
She was a devoted mother to her two sons, Sam (Warner) and Ben (Penny), and a proud and joyful grandmother to six grandchildren: Callie (Bridger), Josh (Anna), Laura Suzanne (Matt), Maggie, Lewis (Maggie Jo), and Natalie. Barbara was also blessed with five great-grandchildren: Dempsey, Libba, Nolan, Teddy, and Warner, each of whom brought her irreplaceable happiness. If you wanted to understand Barbara Creekmore, you needed only to watch her in the presence of the people she loved. Her family was not simply the center of her life; they were its entire meaning.
She is also survived by her sister Suzanne (Mark), her brother Jimmy, sisters-in-law Wilmuth and Shelia, and her brother-in-law John, family whose bonds with Barbara were forged in years of communion and faith.
Barbara’s world was wide, and she moved through it with flair. At Amory High School she was a majorette, twirling batons with precision and, with characteristic daring, juggling knives. It was an early signature of the woman she would become, someone who made the difficult look effortless and the extraordinary look natural. She played competitive tennis with the kind of spirit that made her a formidable opponent and a sought-after partner, bringing that same fire to the court whether the match was a friendly rally or a hard-fought family competition. She skied with her family in the Colorado mountains, where the slopes suited her perfectly, someone who simply expected to master whatever she put her mind to and invariably did.
She was a traveler and an adventurer in the finest sense. She walked the Gulf shore with her grandchildren, the salt air and warm sand, a world away from humid Mississippi mornings on her back porch. She returned again and again to New York City, drawn by the theater she adored, the lights, the music, the storytelling, a place where beauty and drama converged exactly as she liked things to. She dined and rollerbladed through Los Angeles, always timelessly styled, always at ease, the sort of woman who charmed everyone she encountered, movie stars included. Barbara moved through the world the way she moved through a room with grace, with curiosity, and with the quiet confidence of someone who knew exactly who she was.
She had an eye for fashion and wore it like a form of self-expression; Barbara was, in the best sense of the word, vogue. She practiced floral design with genuine artistry, and she planned parties the way other people plan legacies – with elegance, with intention, and with a magnificence that left guests feeling they had witnessed something rare. A gathering in Barbara’s hands was never merely an event. It was a gift. She was a gifted musician who played in the New Albany Civic Band, and she found quiet joy in years of bridge with her dearest friends. She created a home that was warm and beautiful because she understood that beauty is a form of hospitality, an offering to everyone fortunate enough to walk through her door. All of it, every talent she quietly mastered, she offered to the glory of God.
Faith was not something Barbara kept separate from the rest of her living; it ran through everything like a current. She was a faithful member of First Methodist Church in New Albany, where she sang in the choir and gave her service freely and fully. She was a founding member of the Union County Historical Society, which later established the Union County Heritage Museum. Among her most beloved contributions to the Society was her role in bringing Worth Savoring to life, a literary, visual, and cookbook she helped curate, co-author, and publish. Worth Savoring sold hundreds of copies and stands as a testament to her love of beauty, history, and community. She served as Cub Scout Den Mother to her sons’ Boy Scout troop, treasurer of the ASCS Board, and active member of the Junior Auxiliary. She was a devoted member of the New Albany Garden Club, serving as its president and lending her talents to the Mississippi Garden Club at the state level. She played an instrumental role in planning New Albany’s Sesquicentennial Celebration. Barbara did not serve because she was asked. She served because she believed that a life poured out for others is a life well spent.
A spirited and determined competitor, Barbara approached every endeavor with enthusiasm and excellence. She was tougher than she looked, gentler than you expected, and more capable than she ever claimed. Amory shaped her, but New Albany was her chosen home, and she gave that community everything she had for more than fifty years. She was a woman of many talents, all of which she used with purpose. Above all else, Barbara adored her family and dedicated her life to God.
Barbara was preceded in death by her parents, J.O. and Nan Ferrell.
Funeral services will be held Sunday, April 19, 2026, at 2:00 p.m. Visitation will be Saturday, April 18, 2026, from 3:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. and Sunday, April 19, 2026, from 1:00 p.m. to 1:45 p.m. In lieu of flowers, the family kindly requests donations be made to First Methodist Church of New Albany, St. Jude Children’s Hospital, or a charity of one’s choice.
United Funeral Service is honored to be entrusted with these arrangements.
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