Sylvia Jean Simon, 73, of Bridge City, Texas, passed away on May 15, 2019, at her home.
Funeral services will be held at 2:00 p.m., Sunday, May 26, 2019 at Claybar Funeral Home in Bridge City. Burial will follow at Hillcrest Memorial Gardens.
Visitation will be held prior to the service beginning at 1:00 p.m. at Claybar Funeral Home in Bridge City.
Born in Shreveport, Louisiana, on June 23, 1945, she was the daughter of Dick Hart and Mary “Cookie” Pfiffer. Sylvia worked as a substitute teacher for Bridge City ISD for many years. She enjoyed her work as a substitute and was well loved by the school. In her younger years, Sylvia sang professionally with a band, where she met her husband of almost 41 years, George Simon, while performing. When she was singing, she went by her stage name, Jean Hart. Sylvia was also a very talented artist, focusing mainly on painting landscapes and animals. She was a lover of all animals, especially birds. Sylvia will be missed dearly by all who knew and loved her.
She was preceded in death by her father, Dick Hart.
She is survived by her loving husband, George Simon of Bridge City; her mother, Cookie Pfiffer of Rowe, New Mexico; her children, Roxanne Boyd of Bainbridge Island, Washington, Michael Simon and wife Wendy of Richland Hills, Texas, and Darren Scott Simon of Austin, Texas; her cousins, Donnie Waldrep of Oahu, Hawaii and Paul Terry Stuckey of League City, Texas; her 9 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren; and her beloved dog, Molly.
Serving as pallbearers will be Paul Terry Stuckey, Donnie Waldrep, Ben Meadows, Coach Miller, Michael Simon, and Darren Simon.
Condolences
Dale And Patty Wood
May 23, 2019
Dale and Patty Wood purchased the Strength & Solace Spray for the family of Sylvia Jean Simon.
Love, Dad, Roxanne, Michael & Scott
May 22, 2019
Love, Dad, Roxanne, Michael & Scott purchased the A Fond Farewell Casket Spray for the family of Sylvia Jean Simon.
Roxanne Boyd
May 22, 2019
Jean and I had a great time painting together. She taught me so much about painting and different techniques. We would be up half the night painting and laughing. She had the best giggle. She was so funny she could have added comedian to her list of talents. She sang and played guitar too. Such a loving person. She will be missed by all who knew her.
Darren Simon
May 19, 2019
Dad and Jean picked up my brother Michael and myself from a late night flight back to Texas from Washington State after a short stay with my Mom and Stepfather. I don't recall the circumstances, I was too young but I do recall the excitement of flying on a jetliner and getting back to Texas to see my Dad who I had not seen very much over the last several years. I would later find out that Jean gathered the money to pay for the plane flight, at the time she was working her day job as a recruiter and doing her country music on the nights and weekends. It was a sparse holiday but I was just too excited to see my Dad and my new Mom to even notice. Dad made sure we all had a gift and Jean made sure we all had a nice holiday meal. School started up in just a week or so and instantly Jean was in Mom mode, making lunches for us to take to school. To my surprise as I opened my sack lunch upon my first day of school in a new place admittedly feeling all alone, there was what would become an ongoing thing, a note...a poem..."roses are red, violets are blue, I'm so happy to have a new son like you. Love Mom." and much of my fears for that first day of school...were gone. She'd go on to write these random poems year after year all the way to freshman year in High School where she did her best to let the boy in me grow up. But in those early days...in the weeks that followed, she would lovingly embrace my grandmother as well bucking all the myths of any so called "step mother" or "daughter in law", Jean made it known constantly we were her family. She instilled in me, a sense of creativity, the independence to follow your dreams and an honest love for animals and the outdoors. Not all kids get a second Mom, and even fewer get one as inspirational and loving as mine. I'm not just a better person for having her in my life, I'm one of the luckiest kids in the world. Love, your son Scott.