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Ruth Evelyn McCarter Frost

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Ruth Evelyn McCarter Frost was born on December 22, 1923 very late at night during an unusually big prairie snow storm in Boaz, NM. Her dad, Frank Eli McCarter was sent for the doctor, but was unable to catch the horse who managed to evade him in the belly-high snow drifts. Her grandfather, an able rancher with husbandry skills, put those skills to use and delivered her.

Ruth joined her two sisters and brother in school at the early age of three because Boaz needed a minimum number of children in order to keep the one-room schoolhouse going.

The McCarter family moved to Roswell when she started junior high so that her dad could take his new position at the cotton mill on 3rd street.

Ruth enjoyed school and athletics and graduated from Roswell High while WWII was in full swing. Shortly after high school, while working at Purdy’s Furniture Store, she met a young B-17 navigator-in-training, Stanton D. Frost. They married before he was sent to England to serve in the European Theater. While he was there, she gave birth to their first child, daughter Marilyn Frost, Choppie, to those who know her.

After Stan returned safely from England, their growing family moved many places, as military families do, and they gained a son: Stanton D. Frost II, also known as Thumper. After just a few short years in Topeka, KS, the family suffered a terrible tragedy. Ruth and Thumper were in a car accident in which Thumper died at the tender age of four.

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The accident changed their lives, as difficulties do, and Stan’s military orders changed as well. Ruth, Stan, and Choppie headed to a military assignment in Japan for three and a half years which became a life-long influence on the family. They loved the culture and the people and those experiences continued to texture Ruth’s life in beautiful ways.

Upon returning to the US, they made their home in Denver and then, when Stan retired, they bought a ranch back in their beloved Roswell. She attended church regularly, was a member of The Social Order of the Beauceant, taught Sunday School, worked on the ranch with Stan, and spent most holidays hosting, cooking, laughing, joking, and attending family gatherings.

Ruth honored, loved, and celebrated family above all on earth. She is survived by a daughter, Marilyn “Choppie” Frost Pikas, of Denver, Colorado, granddaughter Portia Stempora, great-grandsons Jack and Luke Stempora, granddaughter Heather Pikas and her wife Lane Walsh, and great-granddaughter Hazel Edwards.

Ruth also has numerous cousins, nieces, and nephews, extensive family in Roswell and throughout the US, as well as her many friends: all of whom she held dear. Ruth made sure that, until she was no longer physically able, she wrote personal notes to each of them during holidays, birthdays, and important life events.

She was preceded in death by her son, her husband, all of her siblings: Lily Vera Forrester, Eli Frank “Bud” McCarter Jr., Jack McCarter, Alma Jo Hessney, and son-in-law Jack Pikas.

After Stan passed in 1996, Ruth moved again to Denver to be close to her daughter’s family. She lived there in a wonderful retirement condo, had many friends, and a view of an Autumn Purple Ash tree that she loved. In March of 2020, when COVID became a concern, she moved out of her retirement community and in with her daughter. She continued to enjoy her family and celebrated her 97th birthday this past December of 2020. On February 21, 2021, Ruth passed peacefully and gently into the spiritual realm while holding her daughter’s hand and surrounded by family.

She’ll be laid to rest in the family plot at Memory Lawn Cemetery in Roswell. In lieu of flowers, please send donations of any amount to Rehoboth Christian School in Gallup, NM: a place that takes care of NM Native American children and was important to Ruth.

From 12/22/23 to 2/21/21, this child of the West who travelled to so many places, and touched so many lives, has finally come home to the prairie to rest.