Obituary Details

Tracey Winn Hogg

October 11, 1950 - March 14, 2016

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North Ridge Country Club
Date:
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Service Time:
4:00 PM to 5:00 PM

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Notes

I turned down the aisle at Harris Teeter headed towards the front when a woman at the far end caught my eye. Our eyes locked as we walked towards each other. I recognized her from North Ridge Country Club. She was the Communications Director at the Club or something like that. I did remember she was always taking pictures at the big events. Her name popped in – Tracey Adkins. She was a “Looker”. Now I am almost upon her. No break in eye contact. Without hesitation we hug. She leans back. I look at her questioningly. She says, “You looked like you needed a hug.” I say, “Thank You.” That’s it. We both go our separate ways down the aisle. I could tell she recognized me from the Club but she did not know my name. I had lost my wife four months earlier.

In the following 3 ½ years I would see her taking pictures at the Club. Sometimes we caught each other’s eyes. When we did we both burst into big smiles. When she smiled her pretty face radiated a mind numbing beauty that transfixed me. We never talked. Never waved. Just smiled. We had a Connection of some kind.

Over time I learned things about Tracey Adkins. She was raised in Franklin County off of 401 between Rolesville and Louisburg. Her dad was Robert William Winn and her mom was Jean Winn. Jean’s maiden name was Harris. As it turns out at one point the Harris clan owned almost all of Franklin County from a grant from the King of England. Time and the Depression fixed that pesky problem.

Tracey Winn was a handful growing up. She was smart and quick and not easy to keep “Down on the Farm”. She grew up entertaining her friends, always on the borderline of being “Grounded” by Mom. Then she hit her teenage years in the 60’s and her natural beauty blossomed along with her vivacious personality. So in addition to being a High School Cheerleader, she also won the “Most Talented” and “Most Popular” superlative awards in High School, while still trying to avoid being grounded. I might add that Tracey was the Cheerleader that knows nothing about sports and could care less. Her definition of sports was “Men Doing Something With A Ball. – very boring and usually noisy.”

As it turns out Tracey had rare artistic ability and was drawing from the time she could hold a crayon. She went to ECU, got her degree in Art while never backing down from a good party, and became an Artist. While becoming an artist there were a lot of twists and turns in Tracey’s never boring life. One of which was writing public service radio spots for Andy Griffith for the Lost Colony Production at the Outer Banks. Tracey was looking for a marketing job at the time. The Production Company said we are supposed to write public service radio spots for Andy Griffith. If he agrees to do what you write, you have the job. Tracey writes the radio spots, has dinner with Andy, shows him the radio spots, he thinks they are funny … Tracey gets the job, as well as a nice dinner with Andy Griffith. Knowing Tracey, it is not a surprise that the radio spots were a hit, or that Andy liked her, or that she got the job – she was a great writer.

Some people get a lot of skills and personality. Tracey was one of them. She was a fantastically smooth Shag Dancer and took away many dance trophies at the beach for winning shag dance contests at Nags Head. She also could Rock and Roll with the best of them and was a singer in the band. Tracey could do it all. Plus she was an awesome gourmet cook and excelled at ensuring every pot and pan in the entire kitchen needed to be washed at the end of the day.

Tracey grows up and gets married, and had a beautiful, smart daughter, Alexandra Rose. Then her Grandson Griffin exploded on the scene. Tracey and Griffin had a dynamite powerful loving bond from the start. Tracey moved to Raleigh, and opened an Art Studio in downtown Raleigh. Economic slow downs impact the Art Community. In 1999 Tracey closes her studio and takes a position at North Ridge Country Club and quickly becomes the Communications Director at the Club. She wins a prestigious award encompassing North and South Carolina for publishing the best News Letter. She helps George and Pat Wallace start the “Art Gala” at NRCC, which becomes a significant regional yearly art event.

I show back up on the scene 3 ½ years later by making a bold move and actually talk to her as she stops to get water in the lounge at NRCC. We chat. My friend, Kenny Adams asks, “What is that all about?!” I say, “I don’t know. We seem to have a connection.”

Time goes by. I now position myself every Thursday night at the bar in the lounge waiting to see if Tracey will come by for water. She does … every time. We always talk – briefly. One day I kind of grab her arm playfully. I get a LOOK. I think “Uhoh, you are sad, sad, super sad, uncool and dumb.” On the other hand, the LOOK is not all that bad. More like a REALLY? Look. My friend says, “What’s that all about?” I say, “I don’t know. We have a connection.”

2012, Swing into Spring, a big NRCC golf and dance weekend come around. I am at the dance with my golf partner and his wife. I see Tracey taking pictures. She passes right beside me. I say, “Are you allowed to dance?” Fortunately, she does not look like she is going to throw up. She says, “Yes, after I am off duty in an hour.” I say, “I will still be here in an hour.” She say’s, “Okay”. We dance. Naturally, Tracey is a great dancer. I am an enthusiastic dancer and somehow come to the conclusion that I am a good dancer. We have a magical night of dancing and being together. All we know is that we are having a great time. Many others though are seeing something different. We have many people come up to us that we barely know to comment on our dancing and the unbelievable happiness that seems to flow from us. It is like there is a light shining on us that people see that we don’t. People want to take pictures of us dancing. It is weird but fun and we can’t stop smiling at each other. Something spiritual happened that night…which, we realized, had been manifesting between us for years and years. We had known each other for thousands of years and many life times. We had never been able to get together until now.

Tracey decides, that while I fall well short of her normal high standards, that she will go out with me commencing in August 2012. Tracey picks out a myriad of her close friends to go out to dinner with over the next two months. I am naturally clueless that this is the vetting process to ensure I am not as dumb as I look. Somehow, I pass those tests. I don’t think it hurt that her pastor, David McClean, was a Marine and in Vietnam during the same time frame that I was.

We go look at Engagement Rings on the 4th date. I was all excited. From Tracey’s perspective it was more like, “Well, what woman does not like to go look at diamonds!”
I tell her we need to get this train moving. I am not getting any younger. She says, “What’s the time line?” I lay it out.
A. Start dating Aug 1. B. Engaged Oct 1. C. Married Dec 15.
Tracey says she has problems with the time line.
What’s the problem?
Too Fast!
I can pull it off. It’s just logistics.
Too Fast.
Well, when do you want to get married?
Might be able to swing June.
Too Long. How about April?
How about June.
No, I am good with April.
I’ll think about it.

Tracey talks to her close friend Parker Lumpkin. Believe it or not he goes along with April. Obviously, Tracey missed the fact that when I was being Vetted by the Lumpkins, Parker and I were enjoying the same adult beverages, and were quite happy with each other.

Only had to propose twice. Screwed up the first one. Tracey announced it was the worst proposal ever. I am not sure if it was the showing up in gym shorts or not shaven or at 8 in the morning. I did have a guitar though.

To my proposal Tracey said, “That would be a No.” and that she would tell me when I could propose again. I said, “Is that even a thing? What if you never give me the go ahead?”
Tracey, “Not my problem”.

Tracey gave me the “Go Ahead” in December, 2012 at a Christmas party … thank you for the wine.

We got married April 13, 2013. Awesome wedding. Awesome party. Awesome Marriage. Awesome Friends.

We were married two years, 11 months and one day.
My wedding vows included “You will have the Time of Your Life. And Tracey did, and We did.

Tracey had not traveled much and packing was an adventure, usually requiring more time than the trip itself. Nevertheless, she enjoyed Spring at the Greenbrier, and Vegas. We journeyed south through Savannah, St. Augustine and Palm Beach Gardens, Fl. Went on our Honeymoon Cruise starting in Venice. Ventured north to cruise the St. Lawrence Sea Way and Quebec City; took trips to the beach, and weekends everywhere.

Wherever we went Tracey gathered friends. She was an unassuming Magnet. She had a funny, witty sense of humor and at times she was happy to nail you with a smiling tinge of sarcasm. Her favorite line she delighted in delivering about me was, “You are not too bright are you Honey. I like that in a man!” So much the better if a crowd was around. (I loved her sense of humor. She would say something she thought was funny and laugh and laugh at her own line. Well, that would start me laughing. I cannot begin to describe how much fun we had being with each other. We got the biggest kick out of laughing at each other -- what a Hoot!)

What people somehow automatically saw underneath was a Truly Kind Person. She did not care to be viewed in that manner. She liked to be thought of as a tough guy. Heck, at church she was known as “The Nuclear Option”, which she really liked. So, if you went for some counseling and no one could get through to you, or you were in major denial, a Counselor would say, “Okay, time to bring in the Nuclear Option”. (Eye rolls would take place, perspiration would accelerate -- Tracey was about to come to bat.) This pretty much meant you were about to get the unvarnished, unflowered up truth delivered in a way that somehow you could accept and realize it was delivered with love. She was a great spiritual person and helped guide many people through tough times.

I never heard much, if anything, from God except when Tracey came on the scene. Then, before we started dating, I would get downloads about Tracey, usually starting about 2 am. I was compelled to get up and write down the information. I would later email her the information. This was disconcerting to Tracey. She was not sure she liked me knowing a lot of things about her personality and inner being when we barely knew each other, but I did. I was also told that “We are a lot stronger together than we are apart”. We both always believed that. Probably anyone that has seen us together would be on board with that one. That is why I have had such a hard time -- wondering why God would take Tracey away from me so quickly when we are so powerful together.
I guess I will know someday, but for now it is very sad.

Out of nowhere Tracey was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. That was tough to come to grips with. She fought hard, never quit, never quit joking, never quit puling my chain, and expressed her immense love for all who came in contact with her. I guess God just decided he needed her up there more than we needed her down here. The last month of her life she expressed time after time How Happy She Was … and I believe her.
She finally discovered and believed how loved she was by so many people that the love overwhelmed her. And she expressed her immense love and pride in her daughter and Grandson, and the joy she received in getting to know and love my family.

Tracey said she just wanted to die in my arms. So, when she died I was holding her in my arms and one second later God was holding her in his arms … she is Gorgeous and Laughing and Dancing and Singing and Entertaining Everyone!

Tracey is my Soul Mate, The Girl of My Dreams, The Love of my Life, My Heart Throb, and My Playmate.
And Those of You Who Knew How Much We Loved Each Other … That was just the Tip of the Ice Burg.
I Will Love You Forever, My Darling Tracey.

(Some day I will write a story about Tracey. I believe you will enjoy it. There is a lot more to tell. You see, Tracey knew things Spiritually that the rest of us don’t. She was amazing. You will love it.)


Tracey is survived by:
Her Husband, Alex (Spike) Hogg; Daughter, Alexandra Rose, Grandson, Griffin Rose, Spike’s daughter’s, Cindy and Meredith and Family.

A Memorial Service Celebrating Tracey’s Life will be held at North Ridge Country Club, Sunday, Mar 20, 2016 at 4 pm with a reception following the Service until 6:30.

In Lieu of Flowers donations may be made to:
Fellowship of Christ Church, 1788 Kildaire Farm Rd Cary, NC 27511
Posted by:
Lisa
Posted on:
April 17, 2016
What a truly incredible loss. The world is surely aching from the hole left my the loss of such a brilliant and lively personality. The obituary was beautiful. Take comfort, Spike, that God does not take people from their loved one. 1 John 4:8 states that God is love. There is nothing loving about losing a loved one. God is not responsible for that. Actually, death is God's enemy. He did not create death, and he does not perpetuate it. In fact, God will do away with death. Isaiah 25:8 " He will swallow up death forever, And the Sovereign Lord Jehovah will wipe away the tears from all faces. The reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, For Jehovah himself has spoken it.." Also, at 1 Cor. 15:26: "And the last enemy, death, is to be brought to nothing." Until this happens and you see your loved again, know that Jehovah God cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7 "while you throw all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you."
Posted by:
Bonnie and Mojo Collins
Posted on:
March 24, 2016
Alexandra, Griffin, Spike, Ned and family, Quinn and Dana,

Alexandra and Griffin, remember you are the treasures of Tracey's heart and I know you will miss her always. Quinn and Dana, treasures also, she loved you both and you added to her life; she loved being your step-mom. My prayers go out for you all of you as you mourn. Take your time and remember her with laughter, she would like that. Having her as a Mother and Grandmother, step-Mother is better than having 3 other mothers, grandmothers, step-moms put together as she was good, briliant, marvelous, clever, talented, silly, inspiring, understanding, lovely and loving, entertaining, spontaneous, wise, encouraging and joy personified. Ned and family, my heart is with you as I know what a great loss this is for your family. Spike, I have not met you, but I am so very sorry for the loss of your soul mate, I am praying for you. Tracey is one of a kind. We became fast and furious friends in Raleigh when she was 21 and I was 26, while we were working in fashion as illustrators,copy writers and visual merchandisers. Our adventures included business trips to NY and in NC, hanging out in Raleigh and eventually, living and working in Nags Head. Here she held court with other artists and writers and she was loved. One friend, Joe, quickly gave her the most appropriate nickname, "Miss Fine Thang". Tracey and I were best friends, partners in crime, fellow artists and writers, and sisters in Christ as we grew up, married and had families. One of my favorite memories is when Mojo and I got married and she kept singing "Going to the Chapel" at the top of her voice, making all of us sing with her (while she laughed hysterically) to entertain us and keep us calm! She loved those she loved with passion - her family, her old and new friends and their families. Mojo's and my children, always won with her ... they love "Aunt Tracey". 44 years of friendship with Tracey has been huge and splendid, and I have so many, many rich memories. What an honor, as she was my sister in all ways except birth, and I respect her, love her and will miss her tremendously. My heart is broken, but I thank God for her and know she has escaped this earth with a song and rejoices before God as she dances in heaven! All who knew her will remember her often and well, with a smile and more often than not, with laughter ... "Miss Fine Thang", we love you! "You left a trail of glitter wherever you went!"

Bonnie and Mojo (Bill) Collins
Posted by:
Betty Strader
Posted on:
March 23, 2016
I just found out today, that my friend, Tracey, has passed and it makes me very sad. Although we did not keep in touch in our adult lives, she would always pop in my mind when I heard certain songs or had flash backs to our high school days.

I have to go back to those days of high school to tell you of the Tracey I knew. See, we were high school classmates and co-conspirators in having parties and "happenings". Both of us were cheerleaders, so we bonded readily. We always made the rides on the activity bus, a definite "activity" of fun, singing and games. Back then, we called her "artsy" because that's exactly what she was. She marched to the tune of a different drummer and I loved everything about her. We had a group of about three or four girls who hung out together and we had the time of our lives. I remember mostly, taking road trips with the girls and "Mama Lord" who was our wonderful senior advisor and mentor in high school. We would turn the radio up very loud and sing and sing...we knew every word of every song and Tracey could harmonize with anything we sang. Mama Lord who lived about 4 miles down the road from the Winns was one of those teachers who inspired us all and took us to unbelievable places--like our first trip ever to Raleigh to eat Chinese food. Frequently, I spent the night with the Winns and I remember having to step over mounds of clothes to get to Tracey's bed. She didn't care, though, and I loved that about her. She was a "free spirit" in every sense of the word. And as any teenagers, we would occasionally be partners in crime and sometimes get caught at it. Oh, What fun we had! We would lie in bed and laugh and giggle and sing. I always thought she was so pretty with her freckles and auburn hair and I knew that she was very special. Her spirit always lifted me and I loved her dearly.

After graduation from high school, we went our separate ways and our paths would cross only at class reunions. I would keep up with her by asking Mama Lord about her, but our lives went in totally different directions. I hate that we did not keep in touch. I loved reading her husband's story about his life with her and I could tell that the beautiful, talented spirit that she had, had grown even stronger in adulthood. I am so glad that she met and married the love of her life and was so every happy in the end. I am a better person for having known her during that era of my life. Tracey, as you look down from heaven, sing me a song! I will think of you always.

Betty Radford Strader
Lousburg High School
Class of 1968
Posted by:
Vickie & Jim List
Posted on:
March 23, 2016
Dear Spike and Family:

We are so sorry about the loss of Tracey. Although we did not know her well, the obituary you wrote described her, her life and her passion for life. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Take good care.

Sincerely,
Vickie & Jim List
Posted by:
Clara W. Frazier
Posted on:
March 22, 2016
Dearest Alex & Spike,
You have been in my prayers & in my sweetest thoughts since I heard about losing our Tracey. I say 'our Tracey' because to know her is to love her & claim her. And it was my pleasure to have seen you Alex at Jean's visitation after so many years since you & your mom were regulars at Harris Chapel. You are just as beautiful & still remind me of your grandmother who was a dear, dear friend. I miss her so very much. Keep the faith, My Darling, Tracey is still watching over you.

And, Spike, it was my distinct pleasure to have met you & talked to you after Jean's service at the visitation in the Fellowship Hall. I was the choir director at the church for 11 years & Jean always called to compliment the work of the choir & my expertise (gotta love it). Anyway, the Winn family & the Fraziers go way back & I cherish those memories. Bobby & I use to sing together & he could dance like Fred Astaire - guess that's where Tracey got lots of her talent & from her mom. Jean was an expert teacher from what I had heard & she was always complimenting me on what I did for my chemistry students at Louisburg College. But, you Spike just happened to be the match that Tracey needed & I observed your effervescent personality. My sincere & heartfelt condolences to you & yours. You were definitely her joy in what I read in your comments - great job & tribute to a great person & individual.
Most sincerely,
Clara Wright Frazier
Posted by:
Julie Saunders
Posted on:
March 21, 2016
I knew Tracey from Louisburg High School. She was several classes ahead of me but she always took time to speak and share a laugh. She was always up to something funny and made you feel at ease. Her mom was a great teacher. I am sending good thoughts and prayers to her daughter, husband and grandson and family for your great loss. I am sure you have so many wonderful memories to cherish. I will always remember Tracey.

Julie Anna Saunders
Raleigh, N.C.
Posted by:
Julie
Posted on:
March 21, 2016
Lit a candle in memory of Tracey Winn Hogg
Posted by:
Susan Tilson Watson
Posted on:
March 21, 2016
What a beautiful tribute Spike wrote for Tracey! I never met Spike and I haven't seen Tracey in many long years, but the girl I knew as a young teen came smiling through Spike's words. I'm close friends with Tracey's cousins, the Mooza kids. Vicki, Tracey, Betsy May and I giggled and got in trouble together when the cousins visited at Bobby and Jean's or Bootie's or Emily's. We went pool hopping, sneaking out of Vicki's house, in Newport News, and sneaked Marlboros, kidding ourselves that the big people couldn't smell them on our breath. Tracey was a great dancer and loved to dance; I grinned to learn she had won shag contests as I can remember practicing with her way back in the 60s. I'm sorry I didn't know about her service until last night. I wish comfort and peace in great memories of her to Spike and all her family.
Posted by:
Polly Addison
Posted on:
March 19, 2016
Spike,
My heart is heavy thinking about your losses. Please know that you are in my prayers!
Polly Addison
Posted by:
Cheree Brown
Posted on:
March 19, 2016
Lit a candle in memory of Tracey Winn Hogg
Posted by:
Glenda Baker
Posted on:
March 17, 2016
Tracey and I were buddies in mischief during our high school years! She was a great gal! Glenda Henley Baker
Posted by:
Chuck Mann
Posted on:
March 17, 2016
Alex, I'm so sorry for your loss. My condolences.

Chuck Mann
Posted by:
Heather Hill
Posted on:
March 16, 2016
Lit a candle in memory of Tracey Winn Hogg
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