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Homeless Woman Touched Lives of Many in Upstate

Berea's beloved Frances "Hubba Hubba" Patterson died Monday at her home.

 
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Frances Patterson having a chat with Santa Claus, Richard Babb, during a Christmas party at the Berea House. Benji Bishop
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Frances Patterson having a chat with Santa Claus, Richard Babb, during a Christmas party at the Berea House.
Frances Patterson sits outside Westside Park on West Blue Ridge Drive.

No one really knew her story. She had wandered the streets of the Berea community for as long as anyone could remember.

Her name was Frances Patterson, but most people knew her as Hubba Hubba.

Patterson, 88, of Greenville died Monday in her recliner at her home on Calhoun Avenue, according to Greenville County Deputy Coroner Mike Ellis.

Ellis said that Patterson grew up in Greenville and that her health had begun to decline over the past couple of months. Prior to that time, she walked up to 20 miles a day, her family told him.

That's what most people remember about Patterson, seeing her walking around the community. She'd occasionally stop for a bite to eat or a cup of coffee at area restaurants, but most of the time she was walking.

But no one really knew what drove her to the streets of Greenville's west side.

Several years ago, Patterson seemed to disappear from the community. Many thought she had died. But then someone started a page called "Memories of Hubba Hubba" on Facebook and people started to post their memories of her from over the years. From one post the page grew overnight and now has about 3,000 members.

When the news of her death was posted on the fan page, a steady flow of messages followed.

"RIP, Frances."

"You will truly be missed, Miss Frances."

"RIP Francis — on the streets of gold now, not the streets of Berea."

But that doesn't always mean that people were nice to her.

Mixed in with the sympathy messages are stories of encounters with Patterson. The times she was friendly, the times she was sweet and even the times that she was mean.

But one thing is for sure, Patterson has stayed in the hearts and thoughts and minds of people, no matter how far they have wandered from Berea.

Patterson is survived by a son, Gary Wilburn and a granddaughter, according to the coroner's office.

Funeral arrangements are incomplete at this time and will be announced by the Thomas McAfee Funeral Home — Northwest Chapel.

If you remember Frances Patterson, we would love to hear your stories. Post them in our comments section below.

Related Topics: Berea, Frances Patterson, and Hubba Hubba

Ron Freeman

10:12 pm on Monday, August 27, 2012

I'm 53 now I can remember Francis walking in Berea I think about her as I ride down Cedar lane Rd. I can remember that even I polked at till one day we at the old Pizza Hut on Cedar Lane and met her son that worked there she was a good lady rest in peace Francis you earned it. You're in the arms of Jesus now, and may God Bless you all. Ron

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Carolyn Farr Smith

10:18 pm on Monday, August 27, 2012

I was born and raised in Berea. One thing that I will always remember about Miss Frances is that she was nice to you, if you were nice to her. I when I was a little kid, we had gone to Holly Farms Chicken on Cedar Lane Road. She was sitting at a table just inside the door and my mama spoke to her as we went in. "Hello, Frances." "Hi there. How are you?," she asked. Nice as can be. We walked on to the counter and my mother ordered and then proceeded to tell the man behind the counter she would like to pay for something for Frances. I remember him saying something like, "'Ma'am that's awfully nice, but we don't charge miss Frances. She can come here anytime she wants.'" We walked out of there and I remember asking my mom why she wanted to help her. And my mom turned to me and said, "She's one of God's children just like you and me. You always be nice to her and treat her the way you would want to be treated."

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Shonda

8:37 am on Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Thank you Carolyn for sharing your story! Your mother set a wonderful example for you!

Victoria Williams

8:37 am on Tuesday, August 28, 2012

In case anyone is interested, my mother taught Hubba-Hubba's grandchildren, who said that was their nick=name for "Grandma".

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Carolyn Farr Smith

8:40 am on Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Thanks, Shonda. I will never forget, Miss Frances! Victoria, thanks for sharing. I always wondered how she got the name.

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John Boyanoski

11:33 am on Tuesday, August 28, 2012

thanks for sharing this Carolyn.

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Julia Iverson

9:29 pm on Tuesday, August 28, 2012

A lady at my church (Jackye Weaver) led Frances to the Lord several years ago at her home. Frances would come there and talk many times at length. I remember Frances coming into our church (Freedom Baptist ) and sit on the back row. Our church would feed her at times and Jackye would give her the pop cans that was saved. We will miss Frances, but we know that we will see her again in Heaven because she accepted Jesus as her personal Saviour too. I can't wait to see her there. We will be perfect and Frances will be too! What a day that will be! Julia

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Max

8:56 am on Wednesday, August 29, 2012

RIP Miss Francis
Im 40 and remember her mostly from the age of 12-18 when I lived in Berea. Sometimes, I passed her while walking to the store or Wesley's gym near Monaview. She was a little apprehensive at first, but I guess she got used to me and then we would speak in passing. She was never mean to me. But I do remember her doing the rotating finger dance a few times while going up Parker and Cedar lane roads in a car. She was a trip. When i was about 20, I was coming out of a convenience store as she was going in. I held the door for her and I had never heard her sweet voice until then when she said "Oh, thank you"...you know, like she kind of sang it. I was floored. And then I knew she wasnt a bad person at all. She lived a long time, what a warrior she was.

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kesha

9:47 am on Thursday, August 30, 2012

Kesha. I'm 30 and I will never for get the first time I carried on a conversation with Mrs Francis I was a bookkeeper at bi lo on old buncombe rd she came in it was hot and I asked her if she was OK she said Yeah and asked if she could set down for awhile I said yes ma'am she sat in my break room forever drinking coffee and just talking to me about life sweetest woman you could have ever meet in your life you will be missed Mrs Francis may God smother you with love Rip

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Peace Veteran

8:49 am on Friday, October 19, 2012

homelessness is a social if not a psychiatric DIS-ORENTATION ... OUR SOCIO-ECONOMIC system works for people with living wages or an adequate pension but not obviously for Miss Frances.... so many of us are dependent upon the good graces of families communities churches synogogues mosques businesses & charities ....just transistioning out of childhood into adulthood is often suicidal for gay teens, abused teens or handicapped/hospitalized teens.... our predatory political system is all about wealth at the expense of the working poor and the very poor not given the jobs, education, housing or health care each human being needs in our society... 843-926-1750 @Greens926_1750 it is a war on the 99% by the greedy 1% obsessed with duopoly political dictatorship for corporation profits @VoteLarryDis114

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Reid Thomason

1:33 pm on Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Thats my girlfriends great great grandmother .

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