Mary Eva Jenner
November 1, 1924 - June 16, 2020

"I'm so sorry to hear that Mary Eva passed away. She was such a wonderful woman. She brought joy and peace to our house when I was overwhelmed with the struggled of mothering young children. Thank God for Mary Eva and the love she shared with everyone she met. I will miss her."

"To the Jenner Family, I have so many wonderful childhood memories of your mother! Among other things, she coached me in basketball at St. Rita and (tried!) to teach me tennis. I have never been an athlete and her patience and good humor were endless! I know she will be missed by all of you and remain cherished in spirit by all who knew her. Eternal rest grant unto her, Oh Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon her. ~Kathleen Maher Beach"

"Sending all my love and prayers to the entire Jenner family during this very difficult time. So many fond memories of Nanee when she would come visit in Houston. She was such a caring woman and when you were around her the room was filled with love as she was your own grandma. I know it?s not easy losing a loved one especially such a sweet and loving person as she was. Sending my deepest condolences. Love, Ashley (Moore) Walsh "

"The few times that I was privilege enough to have spent sometime with Nanie was AWESOME!!! Listening to her stories, and seeing her smile from ear to ear, and having such a high spirit is rarly seen!! And her just saying whatever she felt; even her opinion of me talking loud!! Lol!!! Was incredible!!! The way her and my grandma talked forever during Thanksgiving is a memory that is truly unforgettable, because honestly Nanie is unforgettable... I know I was lucky to have meet such a strong beautiful amazing women such as her!!!"

"To my beautiful mother-in-law. I felt like we had a connection the first time we met. Maybe because we had some things in common. We both had hardships and over came obstacles in our childhood. We were both an only child. We both married the man of our dreams. I used to laugh when Poppie would hold up fingers. 1,2,3 as though he'd heard that story that many times. I never got tired of hearing your stories, and will miss hearing them now. I was always amazed that you raised 7 children, was so artistic, creative, and athletic. Not only did you play all sports, you taught so many too. At 7 months old, you taught Travis and Rachael how to swim in your backyard pool. Not sure who was having the most fun! As they got older, you and Poppie would take them to the beach. So many wonderful memories were made there. I loved when you would come visit and we'd sit at the kitchen table eating the banana bread I'd made, and watch the hummingbirds and look at the flowers. You taught me to make Spanish rice. You were even creative at that, making sure your green pepper rings were laid on top just right. Your smile and laughter always brighten a room. I don't think you ever met a stranger. If you did, you'd talk them into knowing you. You loved so many things: your Maroon Camero, cookies, sports, sewing, plants, Chocolate milk, eating butter on Graham crackers with Frank (Cisco), and your family. You will be sadly missed by so many. I'll see you again,holding my fingers up, 1,2,3 waiting to hear your stories again. God Bless"

"I suppose our relationship started August 17, 1986 in the middle of the night as my sister and I decided it?s time! Our parents were staying with you and Poppie and you both helped all us through those first few years. Then, as we became older we would stay a week in the summer with you ? what a treat! Scrum-mulligan (a new variety each time), Jell-O salad (a few times, cracking the glass bowl), fried SPAM sandwiches with mustard, root beer floats and Braums. Shopping trips to Old Navy and Northpark, excursions to your client?s homes, and afternoon naps on the patio. We?d usually watch 48 hours one night, which instilled a second and third checking of locked doors to this day! There was very little idle time, you would usually have something to do during the day ? tennis, volunteering, or teaching someone something and return home with cookies for us (or you). As I became older, I would come visit and spend the weekend with you, between school, work and being a young adult. As a treat we?d go to Pappasito?s or Pappadeaux one night, and another a place you had a coupon for. We?d usually feast on Whataburger with ALL the toppings and onion rings. You would still get a nap in ? unless you were going to play tennis or to a client job. I would sneak around cleaning so you didn?t have to. Whenever it was time for me to go, you?d insist on making breakfast, usually toast, eggs and frozen sausage. Then, you?d stand at the porch waiving until I turned the corner. When I wanted someone comforting to talk to, I?d call you, even if I didn?t have anything to talk about. Since you were the talker of us, I?d mostly listen saying ?mmmhmm? or ?oh, yes? but fully engaged. My ear would be red from holding the phone to it for so long. I grew fond of your giblet dressing (one pan with onions, one without), but not the process to make it. Your mini pecan tarts were so delicately filled and Spanish rice with bell pepper strips arranged on top was always a treat. You tried to teach me how to say Jalapeno in your native tongue, but I still don?t pronounce it like you instructed. Then, we became a little older. You would confide in me your life stories, and I would share what was happening in mine. You would make me beam as you told people that I completed my degree all on my own (financially)?and even took some online classes! I?d try to explain my job to you, and what I do, but it?s even hard for me to articulate it ? nevertheless, you?d ask for an update anyway and try to give advice on dealing with co-workers. I was able to move to Dallas for a relationship, and a side perk, spend more time with you. With reluctance, we had to put you in a place for care, and I would visit you weekly, usually bringing a gift or two. You?d introduce me to your new friends and the staff. When ?old timey? music was playing, I?d ask you if you liked the song and when you first heard it. You were still the life of the room with your boisterous laugh, endearing attitude and never-meet-a-stranger attitude. After a while, you decided ?enough with this talking?. So I would hold your hand and get to pick up the conversation and talk about our memories together. Then, you?d smile and say how much I reminded you of someone, but couldn?t quite place it. We figured it out together. I am so grateful for the 34 years of memories, talks, lessons, quiet times and experiences we had together. I know you will always be near and are finally in a place you devoted your entire life getting to. Peace and love forever, Nanee. "

"Jim and I became close friends at St. Rita in 6th grade. I remember that the original chapel for St. Rita was across Inwood backing up to the Belt Line Railroad tracks. We called it "the Church in the weeds" and my Mom volunteered us to clean. I think that's when I met Mrs. Jenner in 1963. Wonderful Mom who took care of everyone. I just wish I had gotten tennis lessons from her but I was golfing with Jim and Frank out at Brookhaven. Mr and Mrs Jenner are together again. What a beautiful couple and family. Will and Cindy Bargmann"

"I'll never forget you Nane! My best friend "sister" Rachael Jenner and her family have been like a second family to me. Nane was very dear to me and I loved hearing her stories...she could always brighten up the room and she wasn't afraid to say what was on her mind...she was a fire cracker and could always make we laugh. I consider her like my own grandmother....I loved going on road trips to Dallas to her house. She was so sweet to me and always made me feel at home. I will miss you Nane. You will always be an inspiration and I just hope I can live life to the fullest as you did. My thoughts and prayers are with the entire family ???"

"Such a beautiful soul and person not everyone is privileged to have in their life. So many fond memories I will cherish for the rest of my life. Unbelievably strong in every aspect of her life even until the very end. I don't think I came across anyone who didn't like if not love her. All the trips to Galveston, picking an ornament every Christmas from the tree when I was young. Thanksgiving's with the family, passing out on that comfortable green carpet, in a turkey coma, while watching the Cowboys. Summer times by the pool where Travis and I learned how to swim. Playing basketball and her teaching me my first piano song. These are just a few things I will never forget. It's easy to be sad but it helps to remember all the good times and how lucky I am to have been apart of her incredible life. Say hello to Poppie for me and save us all a seat for when we meet again. Good bless, -Rachael"