Judy Goddard Wreath was born to Edgar and Goldie Goddard on Jan. 22, 1947, in Tipton. She lived all her life in Oklahoma, worked hard, spread the love of God and made life-long friends everywhere she went. As a young teenager, she moved to Oklahoma City with her family and graduated from Western Heights High School in 1964. She lived a full, generous life and died unexpectedly on Oct. 19, 2013, in her home in Moore. Judy was preceded in death by her parents; her brother, Danny; and her husband, Harvey’s parents; and two siblings. She is survived by a large family including one sister, cousins, and many nieces and nephews. Judy leaves behind her beloved husband, Harvey Wreath, three daughters, two sons, 21 grandchildren, and seven great-grandchildren. Married on Oct. 21, 1973, Judy and her husband Harvey Wreath were just shy of celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary when she passed. Their decades together exemplified marital union and teamwork. Judy was truly Harvey’s right arm just as he was hers and thinking of them apart feels unnatural to everyone who loves them. She loved family, a good party, sewing for those in need, hot rods, music and Mr. H. Judy was a lover of music. She enjoyed Elvis, heavy symphony music, old-fashioned spirituals and anything her daddy played on his guitar. Judy was active with and devoted to her children from the cradle through adulthood. She placed a high value on play and joyfulness in the home, from playing dress up and having fashion shows to painting little hot wheels or burying them in the dirt. She knew how to play and never wanted any child to go without or feel lonely. Most importantly, Judy knew how to pray, and she shared that knowledge with anyone who would listen. In Harvey and Judy’s home, the grandkids ruled. The bedrooms were always decked out with fun toys, electronics and comfortable beds, and the kitchen was always overflowing with exactly the right junk foods. Judy wanted all children to feel safe and secure, and her home was meant to be an oasis for them. This included late night movies, marshmallows in the fireplace, video game marathons and even prayer. She always made room for everybody. She also loved for men to be gentlemen and for little boys to get to dress as Batman as often as they wish. Judy was one of the most dazzlingly effective workers in Oklahoma’s broader political scene. She spearheaded successful grassroots campaign strategies, advised politicians and generally impassioned people to care about what happened around them. She taught her children to respect and appreciate the political process and helped her husband gain election to the Moore City Council in 1978. Many of us were lucky enough to ride her coattails. She worked side by side with Harvey at many auto body shops and as police officers for over a decade. She was an organist, Sunday school teacher and prayer warrior. For more than 25 years, she and Harvey worked not just one, but many jobs together; certainly a testament to their love and compatibility. She worked as the juvenile officer, protecting and mentoring children. They were known to ride the streets together keeping the world safe, taking home lost children and protecting the innocent. She never stopped looking for the lost and she had a gift to find them. The children of Hall Park will never forget the special years of trick-or-treating with officer Judy. When the Murrah Building was bombed in 1995, Judy worked alongside Harvey to identify victims and notify their families, both awful burdens which she carried with grace. You could count on a Judy Wreath party to be big, beautiful and memorable. Still, she appreciated little favors people did for her, the small welcoming gestures that made her feel loved.
Published on  October 30, 2013