Ms. Beulah F. Watson (99) of Sarasota, Fl. answered the Masters call to come home to be with her Savior and Master on 2/2/2025 Ms. Beulah F. Watson was predeceased by her (Sons) Dewayne Watson, Richard Clyde Anderson. She survived by her (Son) Willie Watson Jr. Herbert Watson, her daughter RoseM. W. Johnson (Moses), Grandchildren Pernell Johnson, Miriam Johnson, Melissa Watson, Shanika Chanel Watson, Whitley Watson, Trenton Watson, Tony Watson, Courtney Watson. Great-grandchildren Tyree Ricks, Drew Dash, Antonia Watson, Emma Mae Trieweiler. Denise (Nissie) Flewellen Daughter in Love
New Zion Primitive Baptist Church
New Zion Primitive Baptist Church
Charlie mack
February 7, 2025, 1:50 am
To ” red ” ,the family and friends. I will rejoice in having known mother Watson. Years ago when we were at new zion for choirs and ushers union business meetings, mother Watson would be there to help meet and feed you. We have a saying ‘ GOD don’t make em’ like dat anymore ‘. May the peace of Jesus be with you. St. John 14chpt.
Charlene
February 8, 2025, 5:03 am
My condolences to the family. Mrs. Beulah prayers has been answered. Every night at bedtime she would ask the Lord to bring her home and mentioned she was so tired. I’m gonna miss my dear friend and all the laughter we shared. I was ready to celebrate her 99th birthday but our Father had the gift she wanted. Happy Birthday Mrs. Beulah! I love you and will miss you🤦🏽♀️❤️
Judi Lee
February 17, 2026, 7:57 pm
I have tried searching for Beula for several years, since I stopped hearing from her. My daughters, April and Annie, and I loved Beula dearly. She spent many days at our house, and us at hers. She loved my husband’s bbq chicken and always asked him to make it and he would make extra for her to eat through the week. She was so important to this family. I have said so many times over the past 32 years that Beulah is the woman, the mother, the Christian that I would always strive to be. She didn’t just sit in church Sundays and Wednesdays, she was making food for people, visiting the sick, rocking the babies while she sang and prayed for them. I remember her stories of racism toward her and her family and one still makes me want to cry every time I think of it. She worked for a white family and helped raise their chid from a baby but she wasn’t allowed to kiss him. It still painful even now to type those words. And yet, rather than the anger and hurt she was entitled to, Beula was light and love and peace every day. We will always love her. Judi, April & Annie Lee