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Vickie S. Little

Vickie S. Little, 66, died May 16, 2020, following a valiant battle with lung cancer. Friends may gather for an outdoor memorial service at 2 p.m., Saturday, June 6, in Green Lawn Cemetery, 83rd and Hillcrest Road, Kansas City (Gate 2).

 

Vickie was born to Robert and Senora Little Oct. 23, 1953, in Kansas City. She graduated from Northeast High School and the University of Missouri Kansas City, where she studied acting. She was preceded in death by her parents, brothers Robert and William (Bill), dear friend Tony Johnson and many pets whom she adored.

 

Following a long career with Theatre for Young America (TYA), Vickie most recently worked at the Waldo Branch of the Kansas City Public Library. But she was best known as an actor, playwright, lyricist, poet, novelist, political commentator, operations manager, human questioner and friend. She created memorable moments onstage, and her sensitive, witty writing captured the human condition in compelling, magical ways.

 

Vickie’s passing is mourned by friends at TYA, InPlay, Westport Center for the Arts, Union Cemetery Historical Society, KC Melting Pot, the Writers’ Desk, the Kansas City Public Library and DST. She will be remembered and missed by high school and college friends, theatre friends, comic book friends, library friends, factory friends, random friends, best friends and furry friends, including her beloved Stuart.

 

Memorial contributions may be made to Kansas City Pet Project or Kansas City Spay and Neuter.

 

“Mortal Thoughts”

By Vickie S. Little
Aug. 18, 2019

 

We rarely count

Our lives in seconds

But in expectations

Anticipations

And remembrances

 

Our failures dwell

Success flies by

Some dreams remain
Cocooned in amber

Golden in our hand
Which might not
Break

Nor even crack

The resined orb

 

We number days
By faith enduring
Or hopes fleeting

 

The seminal
The moving
The dreading
The gleaming

The joining

 

By friendships burnished
Or deeply tarnished

By love’s fresh flush
That first kiss
Which lingers
On our lips

And takes our breath away

 

We quantify love’s waxing
Qualify its waning
And that

Which whispers woes

Of love gone by

Or know forever

In the heartbeat
Of one who soothes
Our brief
And borrowed time

We tally time by births
And life renewed
And in our imagining
Far flung
And heady futures
To behold
Beyond our own

 

We are the sum

 

We are our total

Exist but in a fraction
To lust for more
Beyond our measure

As on an abacus
We slide the beads
Subtract each loss
And all our tears
Multiply each joy
Add our laughter
Then slide the beads again
To count death too

 

In the ticking
Of this clock
Each hand tocks

Away its seconds

 

Ticks--
The intake of a breath
Tocks--
The exhale of a breath

And within
That anxious space
There all mortality lies

Condolences

Rita Lembke ( Ribando ) May 19 ,2020

Went to NEHS together ,Trimble

Vickie was so cool, calm and very smart, I always admired her. She performed on our Literary Night in 1971, helped our Theta Society win, that evening, she will always remind a wonderful memory of High School and a Theta Sisterđź’•

Juanita Leone. (Ravenscraft) May 21 ,2020

Theta sister - Northeast High School ,Holiday ,Florida

May you rest in peace and know that the world was a better place because you were here.

Jillian Gee May 22 ,2020

Friend ,Laurel ,Maryland

May your family be comforted with the knowing that Vickie is resting now. She was SO loved by so many. Rest well Vickie, your outspoken personality lives on through the lives of the people you touched. We'll always remember your quick wit, crazy sense of humor and your sarcasm.