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Demetra Perkins was not an ordinary human. She was the shiniest gem in the crown of McKenzie; to know Demetra was to love Demetra. At first glance, you wouldn’t think of her as a warrior, but she was the epitome of someone with the warrior spirit. Looking at her life, she had the essence of a warrior; in determination, in spirit, in love and Christ.
When Demetra passed in March 2019, Brittany and I were asked to write a short biographical sketch of her life. Through an interview with her husband, Ed, and comments posted on our social media pages, we learned just how loved she was by those who came in contact with her. Brittany and I, like so many others, felt the loss of Mrs. Perkins because we knew she had impacted our lives.
She always made you feel important and that you were someone special. In 2014, she attended our (Brittany’s) wedding shower; at the end of the event, she came up to me and told me how proud she was of Brittany and me. As she was pulling out of the parking lot, she waved me over and said she was going to attend the US Open at Pinehurst in North Carolina and she would bring me a souvenir. A few weeks after the tournament, sure enough, I had some memorabilia from the tournament. How many teachers take the time and effort into thinking about a former student?
Born in Gibson County as the youngest of three children (having two older brothers), Demetra Scott was the self-proclaimed “spoiled baby.” While following her father one day, a young Demetra fell from a fence breaking her arm. The normal childhood accident was on the mend when suddenly she was stricken with polio.
That evening was the beginning of a year-long stay in a Memphis Hospital with other children suffering from various stages of the debilitating virus. Demetra was one of the first cases in Gibson County; she was placed in quarantine before her transfer to Memphis.
“I remember certain things about it,” she recollected in an interview, “I remember the night this team of doctors in white coats took me out of my mother’s arms and laid me on a table.” Little Demetra was paralyzed from the neck down and was given the news that she would never live a normal life. But her sheer determination proved the medical community wrong.
Demetra noted her illness as a “dark moment that I realized I could not face life alone. I knew that God would have to walk with me every step, guide me, assure me, and give me the strength to face life unafraid.”
She placed her faith in the Lord and made Philippians 4:13 (KJV) “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” her personal mantra. The determined little warrior left the hospital with the ability to walk but a paralyzed left arm, Betsy, was her battle wound against polio.
“I was so lucky the way I came out of it. I only ended up with a paralyzed arm. So many boys, who would have loved to play football, ended up on crutches or in wheelchairs, so I have always considered myself extremely lucky.”
Throughout the year in the Memphis ward, Demetra’s mother would stay a few days at a time, or the whole family might visit for a weekend.
“She had a husband and two little boys at home,” she remarked empathizing with a mother’s dilemma during separation. In later years as a mother, Demetra realized “how hard that must have been, seeing me paralyzed and all. That had to be hard.”
After returning home, Demetra and her mother made several trips back to Memphis for treatment. Over time having one full-functional arm became second nature. As life presented its challenges to Demetra, she never accepted her paralysis as an excuse for failure. She faced the challenges head-on and battled her way to success.