Mrs. Gladys Mae Johnson, daughter of Mrs. Rebecca Warren and the late Mr. Willie Warren, was born on April 19, 1947 in the Santee Circle Community of Moncks Corner, South  Carolina. She departed this life on Tuesday, August 30, 2016 at Roper Hospital, Charleston, South Carolina.

Gladys accepted Christ at an early age and became a member of Anderson Baptist Church, Moncks Corner, South Carolina.

She attended the public schools of Berkeley County and graduated from Berkeley Training High School in 1964.

On September 23, 1968, she was united in Holy Matrimony to Mr. Edward Johnson. To this union, four children were born.

She leaves to cherish her loving memories: her husband, Edward Johnson; four children, Antoinette Bell (Jonathan), Jimilla Reid (Lennie), Kondwani Johnson (Sharik) and Watende Johnson (Aquila); eleven grandchildren: DeAndre, Tiara, Jaylen, Antoinette, Javonte, Tyrealle, Jonathan, Algeron, Zacchaeus, Gabriel and Gideon; four sisters, Dorothy Warren, Margaret Bowens (Harold), Vanessa Rogers and Alice Warren; two brothers, Michael Warren and Clifton Simmons; three brothers-in-law, Solomon Johnson (Audrey), Robert Lee Johnson (Deborah Anne) and Freddie Johnson (Gerri); four sisters-in-law, Janice Johnson, Sarah Lyles (Willie), Cheryl Graham (Bernard) and Louella Haymon (Vann); a host of aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins and friends.

My Letter

If you don't know, you better ask somebody.

I know Kagun and Karazor, skip the karate.

Many called me the boss or OG,

that's not Ole Gladys.

I gave lessons in hurting feelings and

many took my classes.

If the truth hurt, then I'll set you free.

But at the end of the day it was all in fun,

with you and me.

There's a song that says, "Tell it like it is"

and I think I'm the author.

If you can't take the heat, get out of

the kitchen and don't bother.

I am and was always strong willed,

stubborn and a fighter.

God made me who I am: joyful, loving,

a straight up person, and a survivor.

My personality never changed for this is

who I am, this is me.

I'll argue with you, make up and then

feed you for free!

Remember the Buck Stops Here!

Sincerely,

Gladys Johnson