Deborah Ann Weaver – 9/18/1961 — 2/1/2025
We knew her as Debbie, Deb, Gi-gi, sister, mom, friend. Debbie was born in Wichita Falls, Texas to Christino and Mary Ann Rodriguez on an otherwise quiet Monday evening at the end of summer. She was the second of three children and grew up in a loving family building memories with her sisters as their parents raised three rambunctious girls. Debbie was always the most outspoken of the 3 girls and developed a fiercely independent streak even as a young girl and was known for defending and supporting her two sisters throughout her life.
She is survived by husband, Ronnie L Weaver; sons Jarrid Weaver and Shelby Weaver; daughters-in-law Jessica and Shelby Lynn; grandchildren: Christian, Emma, Ryan and Ronnie Thomas; mother and father Chris and Mary Rodriguez; sisters Angelina McClain and Annette Rodriguez; as well as many others who loved her dearly (should we list Ann, Joel, Rhonda, Caleb, Francesca?)
After graduating from Wichita Falls Senior High School, she married Ronnie Lynn Weaver on August 16, 1980. They lived for a time in Vernon as well as taking up residence in Burkburnett and finally landing in Wichita Falls for more than two decades. After three years together, at 22, Debbie became the mother of a beautiful son. She would follow this up a few years later with a second.
After dedicating her life to Jehovah on June 7, 1974, she built a life around serving God and made worshiping him with her family a priority. She spent many years giving parts at meetings of Jehovah's Witnesses, participated numerous times in conventions and assemblies and was a constant face in the ministry for more than 50 years. She spent many years in the full-time ministry and even when circumstances prevented that level of activity, she did as much as she could by maintaining a pioneer spirit and auxiliary pioneering as often as possible. She had applied to serve as an auxiliary pioneer as recently as January 2025.
She also served for many years as a volunteer construction worker, assisting to build and remodel many places of worship and was able to participate in disaster relief a number of times including cleanup and rebuilding work in New Orleans after Katrina.
Debbie had many jobs over the course of her life. For a time, she drove an 18-wheeler and did her share of service work. But the highlight for her was working at the State Hospital in technology support and new employee onboarding from which she retired in 2022(???CONFIRM???). This job allowed her to engage intellectually as if she was pursuing a college education.
She kept a meticulous and welcoming home. Her skills as a capable cook were used not just to feed her ever-growing family, but to the benefit of her many friends as well. She loved to bake and her enchiladas were described as legendary.
Those home-life skills extended to her ability to care lovingly for her plants. She loved attending to them day after day, making sure they were watered and pruned to perfection. Her favorites were roses.
Always brimming with life, Debbie was often the life of the party, ready to dance at the drop of a hat—whether that was at a party, in the living room, or behind the wheel of her car. She usually accompanied that with a love for singing, which many of us can attest to as she would belt out lyrics to her favorite songs any chance she was given.
A voracious reader, she was always looking for a great new book. Fiction or non-fiction, she would dive in as a form not just of personal enrichment but as a way to disconnect from the world and just unwind. Mystery to history, Debbie enjoyed a wide variety of subjects.
Another great love of hers was travel. Having set foot in 46 of the 50 states, she had seen more of the United States than most, as well as the adjoining countries of Canada and Mexico and the Caribbean. She loved to camp outdoors and soak up the warm or cool nights, usually getting up early to prepare breakfast for whomever was fortunate enough to travel with her. Especially in the mountains. She loved the mountains. The smell, the trees, the views... every part of is inspired her happiness.
If she couldn't make it to the mountains in the travel trailer she and Ronnie built, they would spend their leisure time at the lake or on the river catching fish. Reportedly, she was an EXCELLENT fisherman, usually landing not only the first catch of the day, but usually the largest. Much to the chagrin of not only Ronnie, but the boys as well.
Her laughter was abundant and infectious. To know her was to know her eager sense of humor always ready with wry wit and a clever commentary in any situation. It was lovely that even in the darkest moments, she could find some silver lining or funny observation. She would likely even find humor in the fact that she is gone from our lives—though we will find it difficult to do.
Debbie was able to have that bright humor because no matter how difficult life became, she had a hope brighter than the sun in the promises she found in God's word. It was her certain and confident expectation that one day she would be able to enjoy a perfect life forever, in harmony with Revelation 21:3, 4
To say that Debbie will be missed is about as gross an understatement as we can make. She was the nucleus of her family, best friends with her parents and sisters and a critical part of all of ours. Each of us is made of missing pieces, and the puzzle of our lives will feel even more incomplete without her here.