Shelly Brennen Wheat

Brennen came into this world on June 24, 1971. She was born with the middle child syndrome to Clark W. Taylor, Jr. and MaryAnn Roads, both who preceded her in death. She is survived by her two completely perfect sons, Damian Kaden (Walter Paul) Powe and Keaton Riley (Scoop) Powe, her two sisters, who are completely less than perfect, Shannon Taylor Bennett (Brian-who she liked more than Shannon) of Hattiesburg and Staci Taylor Hicks (John) of Louisiana. Her nephews, Brian Keith Bennett II (KB)and Hunter Austin Taylor McLain, three nieces, Kayla Brooke McLain-Kirby (Patrick), Brittany Paige McLain and her namesake Brennen Klaire Bennett (Brennen-Klaire) Her great-nephews, Brian Keith Bennett III (Little B), Chevy Kristopher Lane (Truck) and Patrick James Kirby (Tator). Her great-nieces, Alice Belle Kirby (Bean) and Emily Rayne Bounds (ERB). They all had nicknames and they all called her Aunt Ben-Ben. If she gave you a nickname she loved you. She gave some of us nicknames we can't say publicly but she still loved us. She never met a kid or a dog she didnít like. This being said if you need a dog let us know.

She never met a stranger (ever). She would talk to a fence post if no one was around. By the time she checked out at Walmart she was already sending friend requests to the person in front of her, behind her, and the cashier. We are pretty sure she knew everyone in Hattiesburg and the surrounding counties. Her smile and laughter were infectious from the day she was born. If she was tickled you were going to be as well. She loved fiercely and loyally. And if you were in her circle you knew it. She truly was the cliche' 'she'd give you the shirt off her back'. Her famous saying... I love you more than striped dirt... will live on forever.

Brennen, to be the size of a Leprechaun, could whistle like a fully grown lumberjack. If you needed someone's attention she was your girl. From her family to her friends we ALL know that whistle. A whistle that could be heard during most football games. We would be haunted (although most of us would rather vomit) if we did not give her one last ROLL TIDE.

At this time there will be no service. We appreciate the love and support you have shown us during this time. A link has been set up on her Facebook page to share your memories and stories with her family because we know you all have some.