Annette (Hunt) Brewer

Annette Hunt Brewer, 70, of Fayetteville, NC, went to her heavenly home on January 30, 2024.

She is preceded in death by her father Rev. Ray Hunt, Mr. Alfred Hunt, and sister Jeannette Hunt Maiden, and Jeneeta Laureano.

Mrs. Brewer is survived by her beloved husband of 53 years, Larry Brewer; daughters, Rayeza Nunnery (Charles), and Regina Locklear; son Craig Brewer (Thanh); nephew who she raised like a son, Edward Strickland (Cameron); grandchildren Savanna (Kyle), Nick, Jason, Callie Ann, Braden, Chase, Charity, Tehya, Cristian, Madison, Vander, Lester, MisquaWahan, Mategwas, Mesickek; great grandchildren Kaleb, Karter, and Coy; nieces and nephews, Nina (Brad) Nakoma (Nina), Christopher (Madas), Nicole (Danny), Dana, Joshua, Eric, Jacob, Timmy, Tammy, Bridget, Allen (Mary), Gail (Kirk), Kim (Jeremy), and Travis (Kimberly); mother Margreate Hunt; sisters Glinda Brewington, Sharee Strickland (Louis), and Larae Hunt, and Wanda Davis (David); brother-in-law William Maiden; her caregiver and cousin, Dora McCullough; and several great nieces and nephews.

Annette was a devoted member of Cape Fear Baptist Church since 1964. She served in many committees in the church. She was a WMU director from 1992-2001 and a Sunday School Teacher for over 42 years, as well as a member of the Burnt Swamp Association Leadership for 32 years. She did mission trips for 10 years. Annette was also a part of the Red Hat Society for over 20 years. Cooking was her passion and she found joy in seeing others enjoy her meals. She is greatly loved and missed by all that knew her.

Visitation will be from 2:00 - 3:00 PM at Cape Fear Baptist Church on Sunday, February 4, 2024.

Home Going Services will follow at 3:00 PM with Rev. Jerry Groves, Rev. Justin Mullins, and Rev. Ricky Burnett officiating.

Burial will follow in the church cemetery.

“Her Journey’s Just Begun
Don’t think of her as gone away,
her journey’s just begun,
Life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one,
Just think of her as resting,
from the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days or years,
Think how she must be wishing,
that we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness,
can really pass away,
And think of her as living,
in the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.”

Anon

Romans 8:28 (KJV)

“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”