June Dorman Funeral

Order of Service

Family Proceed in with Amazing Grace

Prayer

Read Obituary - Mike

Song - Old Rugged Cross

Stories - Mike

Song - How Great Thou Art

Presli will read a verse

Funeral message - Mike

Song - It is Well

Video with pictures

Dismissal - I’ll Fly Away

Obit

June Star Dorman, 90, a loving wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother, died peacefully on August 28, 2025.

June was born in Wellington, Texas on October 21, 1934 to Travis and Audra Allred. She graduated from high school at Clarendon, Texas in 1952 and received her Bachelor’s degree in Education in 1969 from West Texas State University in Canyon, Texas. On August 27, 1953, she married Don Dorman. They were blessed with two children, Gary and Andra.

Junes’ passion in life was teaching young children in Vega and Glen Rose, Texas where she retired in 1993.

June was a member of the Granbury Church of Christ in Granbury, Texas and loved her family, church, and many friends.

June is preceded in death by her parents, sister, Fanchon Melvin, and husband Don.

She is survived by her son, Gary, and wife Lorrie; her daughter Andra and husband, Guy; four grandchildren; Dustin Dorman (wife Heidi), Keely Peterson (husband Torry), Garrett Dorman (wife Ashleigh), and Braden Schlabs (fiancé’ Kendall Ackerman) and five great grandchildren Caden, Presli, Hunter Dorman, Kannyn, and Kyndal Peterson.

Stories

Branden

My Nanny was the most loving and loyal person I’ve ever known. Her devotion to Papa and to us grandkids was unwavering. She consistently went out of her way to spend time with us, and some of my fondest memories are the summers I spent at Nanny and Papa’s house with my sister Keely and my cousins Garrett and Dustin. Nanny was always the grandparent who took us to the movies or out golfing, even in the middle of a hot August day. Though Papa loved golf, it was Nanny who made those outings happen. That ultimately inspired me to join the high school golf team, and it has remained a lifelong hobby ever since.

I used to think Nanny’s chocolate milk was the best in the world. I was convinced she had a secret recipe, but looking back, I realize it was the joy of being with her that made it so special.

Nanny had a playful spirit. She would lead games and poker nights while Papa watched the Texas Rangers, even though we later found out she actually hated poker. She did it because Papa loved it, and because she loved him. That’s who she was: someone who embraced the things her loved ones cared about, just to be close to them.

She showed that same love to us grandkids. I’m incredibly grateful for all the trips to Six Flags in the sweltering heat, and the Rangers games they took us to, even when money was tight. They had us collect cans for recycling to help pay for tickets and always made sure it was $1 hot dog night. I still don’t know how they had the energy or patience to take all four of us, especially since we were constantly loud and argumentative. Bottom line, Nanny and Papa always found a way to show up and make the most out of our time together.

Nanny also gave me wisdom. She encouraged me to find a good woman, someone with strong values and ambition. When I introduced her to Kendall, she immediately knew that I loved her and that she was the one I would marry. I’m so grateful that I found the love of my life, and even more thankful that Nanny and Kendall were able to spend meaningful time together before her passing.

Above all, Nanny loved unconditionally. Family meant everything to her. She helped set us up for success in both our personal and professional lives, and her legacy lives on in the love and values she passed down to us.

Keely

As we come together to honor the remarkable life of Nanny, I want to take a moment to reflect on the incredible support she and Papa provided throughout my journey. From my childhood to college, they were constant fixtures at every sporting event, stock show, and life achievement cheering me on with unwavering enthusiasm.

I’ll never forget the time I was playing Kids Inc. softball. Nanny was right there in the stands, watching me pitch, when a foul ball unexpectedly came her way. It struck her, yet she remained in her seat, determined to support me for the rest of the game, even though I’m sure she was feeling the effects of that hit. That’s just who she was—nothing could keep her from cheering me on.

Another memorable moment was at the Fort Worth Stock Show, where Nanny arrived at the hog barn in her beautiful fur coat, ready to show her support as I showcased my Yorkshire pig. But then, in true Nanny fashion, a hog suddenly charged down the aisle and sent her reeling! Although she spent the rest of the event watching from the bleachers to avoid any further pig-related incidents, her spirit of encouragement never wavered.

Throughout high school and college, Nanny and Papa made it a priority to attend my volleyball tournaments and games, always there to lift me up. Even when I transitioned to coaching, Nanny made it a point to be present whenever I was in Dallas, supporting me and my team with that same fierce love.

Her support didn’t stop with me; it extended to my girls as well. Each week, during our talks on the way home from work or while picking them up from school, Nanny was eager to watch videos of them playing softball or gymnastics. She was genuinely excited to hear how they were doing in school and in their activities. My girls have always looked forward to sharing their accomplishments with her, knowing they had the strongest supporter in their corner.

Now, as we say goodbye, we find comfort in knowing that Nanny and Papa are together, watching over us from above. They are the two biggest supporters in heaven, cheering us on from the best seats in the house. Their legacy of love and encouragement will forever remain in our hearts, guiding us as we continue to pursue our dreams.

Garrett

When all 4 of us were kids and went down to their house every summer nanny started teaching us how to play pretty much every card game that dealt with betting. She would even pull out her poker chips and divide them up. Most grandparents would probably show mercy and let their grandkids win but not Nanny! She would end up taking most of the chips. Sometimes you’d ask for help and she maybe would but really she probably just wanted a sneak peak at your hand so she knew how to bet or make you fold. She loved beating all of us at cards and it became something we’d do almost daily even if not all of us wanted to play we still would. She taught us other games when it was just Braden and me and she was just as ruthless and very rarely did we ever beat her. Even this last Christmas she was still playing cards with us. She definitely cheated by acting like she couldn’t see what was going on and calling a time out then continuing to play.

I remember Papa pretty much took care of everything for her and when I was around 14 or 15 me and Braden still would go down there. She wanted to take us to the new rec center and Papa had been complaining about someone hitting the rocks that lined the covert at the end of their driveway. I’m pretty sure it was Nanny! She pulled out on to the street almost took us into the ditch across the street looked at me and smacked my arm and said hey at least he can’t say I hit the rocks! She might have added some other choice words that made us all laugh. That trip I learned she had absolutely no clue how to put gas in her tank also. But like I said Papa took care of her and everything that might need to be done he did it for her, including 99% of the driving.

Nanny used to always stay up way later than Bapa when we were there. She would sit in Bapa’s chair and read her book and we would watch jackass. She would look up every now and then and I’d think she’s about to make us change it but she would start laughing with us.

Dustin

Any time I asked my grandma how old she was she would always tell me 29. So when she turned 90 I asked her why she was wearing a t-shirt that said I turned 90. She said I am actually 30 I just put this on so your mom wouldn’t be made.

Any time I would cook her a meal she would say compliments to the chef I will miss that no one ever tells me that.

Heidi

We were playing cards at Lorrie and Gary’s house and Nanny was getting beat at the game. I was sitting beside her and I would go to reach for cards and she would elbow me to try to stop me from getting the card and then she kept saying wait wait wait stop so we would all quit going and then she would grab the cards she wanted.

The thing I learned the most from nanny was how to be a devoted wife. She was such a good wife. I hope I can be half as good a wife as she was!

Funeral Message

I asked the family to borrow June’s Bible. There were two things in there that jumped out to me.

The first was instructions for how to add her church to her Roku.

In case you were wondering,

Press Home on Roku remote

Select Streaming Channels

Scroll to search channels enter keyword BoxCast

Select BoxCast channel press OK button

Select Add channel

Search for Grandbury

I think this are important to share for two reasons.

First, because it was taped to the inside of her Bible. If it is taped to your Bible it is important.

Second, because it tells me a lot about June. She loved Jesus, she loved her family, and she loved her church. Devotion is sometime a rare things these days.

The second thing was a devotional entry from September 4th and 5th of 2023.

When I am preparing to speak at a funeral the hardest part is deciding on what to share. June took care of that for me. What I also know is she did not want a long service so we will honor that.

Read The Dog and His Shadow Devo entry

A Dog was carrying a piece of meat in his mouth to eat it in peace at home. On his way he had to cross a bridge across a brook. As he crossed, he looked down and saw his own reflection in the water. Thinking it was another dog with another piece of meat, he made up his mind to have that also. So he made a snap at the reflection in the water, but as he opened his mouth the piece of meat fell out, dropped into the water and was lost.

Covetousness is a sin. It wants that which belongs to someone else. it is not just a desire, but a desire put into action.

Paul calls it idolatry because we worship the thing we want so much that we take it from others (Col 3:5). Paul said the command not to covet could be summed up in the teaching to love your neighbor as yourself (romans 13:9).

Considering people and their needs will defeat selfishness, which is the root of covetousness, by giving our hearts to love and service of others. Loving others is the cure for covetousness.

Consider people and their needs.

From what I understand that was her way. Outside of a card game she loved people and wanted them to know they were loved, especially children. She cared about the right things.

When I looked through her Bible I could tell she knew her Bible. She knew the Word of God and while there were many thing highlighted some of which were not the common popular things we post in Socials but are very important, there was also the things that we need to remember. For example,

1 Peter 4:8–10 CSB

Above all, maintain constant love for one another, since love covers a multitude of sins. Be hospitable to one another without complaining. Just as each one has received a gift, use it to serve others, as good stewards of the varied grace of God.

This goes again to loving others not being selfish and considering others needs.

Loving others like Jesus does is never wrong. Being hospitable is never wrong.

I only met June once and it was about a week before she passed. I was asked to come pray with her and by that time she was weak and medicated to keep her comfortable. As I stood in the room and talked to the family it was apparent that June was not going to wake up to pray so we decided to just go ahead and pray.

Heidi said, Nanny, Pastor Mike wants to pray with you. I sat down next to her and she moved her hand and placed it in mine. It was a beautiful and sweet moment I will not forget. We prayed and then sat there and held hands for a few more minutes. Even in towards the end she was showing the fellowship of Jesus.

Even towards the end she wanted the things of God.

None of us get to know when our end comes. We do not get a notice that it is coming at such and such a date so we better be prepared. Some get 10 and some get 90 years. The thing is we are called to be good stewards of the time we do have, not the ones we don’t have. We are held accountable to the days and years we are entrusted with.

June spent her life well. Raising a family, teaching children, loving others, sharing Christ. The question we should ask is what will we do with the days we have? Will we live like June, investing them? Will we program our TVs to watch things that build us up? Will we learn how to love others and not be covetous? Will we enjoy the simple pleasures of beating our children and grandchildren at card games to teach them that sometimes you lose. So lose well.

The top of her devotional entry she saved has a verse,

Matthew 6:21 CSB

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Do we know where our treasure is? Do we know where our heart is? June’s heart was planted firmly in Jesus, in her family, and in her love for others. That is why today she stands with Don in the loving embrace of Jesus. She taught many people many things but this is the best thing she taught.

Love others, love God, and be true.