Carmen O'Shea

February 26, 1929, September 10, 2017

Carmen Meza O'Shea

Carmen Meza O’Shea, 88, of Beaumont, died Sunday, September 10, 2017. She was born on February 26, 1929, in Beaumont, to Hesquia Sanchez Meza and Mariano Meza.

Carmen is survived by her children, Jerry D. O’Shea and his wife, Karen, of Port Acres; Dolores O’Shea, of California; Alan J. O’Shea, of Beaumont; Patricia Hardy and her husband, Rick, of Vidor; and Denise Guerrero and her husband, Robert, of Beaumont; grandchildren, Jennifer O’Shea, Heather Gray, Haylee Hardy, Faith Guerrero, and Angel Guerrero; great-grandchildren, Brianna Bertrand and Bradynn Birdwell, numerous nieces, nephews, loved ones, and friends.

She is preceded in death by her husband, Jerry Dale O’Shea; her parents; five brothers; and three sisters.

A gathering of Mrs. O’Shea’s family and friends will be 5:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m., Thursday, September 14, 2017, at Broussard’s, 2000 McFaddin Avenue, Beaumont. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at 10:00 a.m., Friday, September 15, 2017, at Cristo Rey Catholic Church, 767 Avenue A, Beaumont, with her interment to follow at Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Beaumont.



Gathering of Family and Friends
2000 Mcfaddin Street Beaumont, TX 77701
Thursday, September 14, 2017
5:00 p.m. until 8:00 p.m.
Mass of Christian Burial
Cristo Rey Catholic Church
767 Avenue A Beaumont, TX 77701
Friday, September 15, 2017
10:00 a.m.
Forest Lawn Memorial Park
4955 Pine St Beaumont, TX 77703

Comments (2)

  • Glenn

    01 October 2017 at 19:16 | #

    The explosion I referred to in the above comment was the April 16 1947 Texas City disaster.


  • Glenn

    01 October 2017 at 19:13 | #

    I met Carmen in 1978 when she was working at the downtown library in Beaumont. I needed some English to Spanish translation done. After the translation work we became fast friends. In 1978 she asked me and my wife to take her to San Antonio. She never once on the five hour drive said why she wanted to go. Some where on the south side of San Antonio - can't remember where now - she directed us to a cemetery. She got out and walk a few yards to a small marker and kneeled down and appeared to pray. She came back to the car with tears in her eyes. We asked what was wrong and she said, "Jerry was such a pain in the neck but I loved him." Later we met her son Jerry and it all came together who she had visited the summer's day. Once she told us about sitting in math class in her senior year in high school and all the windows on that side of the school was blown in. She said glass was every where.. She said she thought the world was ending. The worst Wednesday of her life she said, a family friend died in the explosion. I remember when her granddaughter was kidnapped by her son-in-law and taken over seas and how Denise made the rescue. Carmen and her brother Augustine were good friends for so many years. Augustine is gone, my wife is gone and now Carmen. Very sad but we will all be together again one day. I miss you girl!


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