Donald Pullings

Donald Pullings was born on November 20 , 19 4 6 in Morriston, FL , to the late James Pullings and Aldonia Moton Pullings .  He departed this life on Friday, February 26, 2021 at Ascension Seton Williamson in Round Rock, Texas after a brief illness .

Don was educated in the Marion County Florida Schools and served in the United States Army .  A Vietnam Veteran, attached to the Army Corps of Engineers, Donald began his military career at Fort Leonard Wood, MO .  He also served in Fort Benning, GA; Fort Jackson, SC, as well as Hawaii and Germany. He ended his military career in Fort Hood, TX where he retired in 1987. During his service career, Don was a drill s e rge a nt .  Upon retirement he also worked at the Non-Commissioned Officers (NCO) Club.  These roles were certainly fitting for Don who believed in order, hard work, and kindness; Don never met a stranger.  After his military service, Don worked several jobs including lead custodian in Killeen, TX public schools, landscaper, chef, and more recently as a driver until his health no longer permitted him to continue.

Don loved serving at The First Baptist Church in Taylor, TX where he was deacon and enjoyed sharing his culinary skills and helping his fellow members in any capacity he could . Don also LOVED his family . His daughters were extra special to him and he had a unique relationship with each of his grandchildren .

Left to cherish his memory is his beloved wife of 22 years, Mary Pullings , two daughters Shanel Pullings Robinson and Andrea Pullings Gray (Alex) of Somerset, NJ; two sons Ont o rio Jackson and Steven Robinson (Kalish); two sisters Carolyn Johnson and Essie Clarke of Morriston, FL; three brothers Chester Pullings Washington and Virgil Pullings , both of Morriston, FL and Ret ired Maj or Jake Pullings (Ilene) of Elgin, SC ; two very special sister s -in-law Gloria Hayes and Betty King of TX ; 9 grandchildren, 10 great-grandchildren and a host of cousins, nieces, nephews, and friends .

When I’m Gone

Please don’t say how good I was but that I did my best.

Please don’t give me wings or a halo, that’s for God to do.

I want no more than I deserve, no more extras, just my due.

When you draw a picture of me, don’t draw me as a Saint.

I’ve done some good; I’ve done some wrong so use all your paint,

Not just bright and light tones use some gray and dark,

In fact, don’t put me down on canvas just paint me in your heart.

Don’t remember the bad for life is full of many things, some happy, some sad, but if you must do something, I have one request, forgive me for the wrong I’ve done and with the life that’s left,

Thank God for all who loved me and praise God who loved me best.