Beverly Rene Ivery, 65, affectionately known as NAY, slipped away quietly at Summa Hospital on March 4, 2024. She was born in Detroit Michigan in 1958 and moved to Akron with her family when she was 6

Beverly graduated from North High School in 1977 and attended Buckeye College. Beverly worked at Crystaloid Electronics for 17 years and then went to Airborne for another 15 years where her health started to fail.

She was in Girl Scouts where she learned how to sew. She was such a good sewer, that she made her brother Franko a 3-piece suit. She also enjoyed watching the Golden Girls and Mama's Family. Beverly also loved listening to the Blues, so much, that she was able to meet one of her favorite singers Mel Waiters.

She is preceded in death by her mother Alleavia Joyce Ivery and Franklin Delano Ivery Sr. She leaves to cherish her memory. two sons, Lamont Antwon and Melissa Ivery of Ravenna, Ohio, Dante Antonio Ivery and Sonya Porter of Akron, Ohio. Sister Blanche Ivery of Montgomery Alabama, Jerome Ivery of Akron, Ohio, Franklin (Franko) Ivery of Akron, Ohio. Stepmother Bythine Ivery, 7 Grand Children's Divine Harper, Blaze Smith, Simone Smith, Lamont Ivery Jr, Alleavia Ivery, Levi Ivery, Amahya Ivery.

And special sisters, Sharon Hill, Gequeta Fisher, Rita Pittman, and a host of cousins, nieces, nephews, other relatives, and friends.

Submitted by Simone Smith: Though your smile is gone forever, and your hand I cannot touch, still ! have so many memories of the one I loved so much. Your memory is my keep sake, with which I will never part, God has you in his keeping, and I have you in my heart. It is sad to walk the road alone, instead of side by side. But to all there comes a moment When the ways of life divide. You gave me years of happiness. Then came sorrow and tears, but you left me beautiful memories, I will treasure through the years. The memories you've made with us all will last forever. The tenderness you've shared with us will never fade. And the truth your love has taught us, can only be strengthened by the gift of time. For where roots grow deep, memories grow forever. Until we meet again Nana, I love you.