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Terrie McCabe spent 35+ years serving Woodruff County—as a dispatcher, Tax Office employee, EMT, and paramedic. But her most important job title was simply “Aunt Terrie.”
She had a tough exterior, a huge heart, and absolutely no shortage of opinions. She fed you, fussed at you, listened to you, and loved you like you were hers. If you needed her, she showed up. If you were hungry, she fed you. And if you were misbehaving… well, you probably heard about it.
Terrie loved her people, her animals, and her community—but she also loved the open road. She enjoyed traveling across the United States on her motorcycle with friends, collecting miles and memories. She loved the adventure, the freedom, and most of all, the people she shared those rides with.
Terrie had a way of turning friends into family. She loved her nieces and nephews, her countless “kids,” her coworkers, and anyone lucky enough to find a place in her circle or on the bench in front of the jail. She didn’t need fancy words—she just sat down, listened, and loved.
She is preceded in death by her parents, Bobby Gene McCabe and Eugenia “Jean” Shirley McCabe; sister Debbie Fenn; and her beloved fur baby, Adam.
She leaves behind her siblings Jimmy McCabe of Augusta, Tammy Baker of Searcy, and Mike McCabe of Augusta; nephews Daniel Baker, Tyler Baker, and Wade McCabe; niece Kourtney McIntosh and Annabel Hawks; Special Cousin Laura Jackson, Jalen Jackson, ReaAnna Jacksom and countless extended family members, friends, former coworkers, first responders, neighbors, and “kids” who may not have been hers by blood but absolutely were hers by love.
Her shift is finally over. No more calls. No more emergencies. Just peace.
And knowing Terrie, she’s already found a bench, gathered a few strays, and told somebody to sit down and tell her what’s going on.
Rest easy, Aunt Terrie. There will never be another.
Thank you for loving us like your own.
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