Carol Hicks Elliott
1941 - 2025
On April 30th, 2025, Carol Hicks Elliott, passed away peacefully at the Joan and Howard Woltz Hospice House. She was born on August 11th, 1941, in Surry County to the late Cecil Gilmer Tilley and Desta Mae Marsh Tilley.
She was a US Mail carrier and school bus driver in her early years before finding her passion in law enforcement. She was the first female deputy in Surry County, and this was one of her most proudest accomplishments. She retired after working several years for the Surry County and Stokes County Sheriff’s Departments as a deputy. In her spare time, she enjoyed knitting baby blankets and scarves.
She was preceded in death by her parents, her infant grandson, William Mark Hill, her late husbands, Lewis Hicks and Robert Elliott.
Left to cherish her memory are her son, Mark Hicks of Westfield, Dawn Hicks of Westfield and Teresa Bennett (Garland) of King. Her grandsons, Austin Bennett of King and Chase Bennett of Statesville. Her brother, Reid Tilley (Debbie) of Kernersville, sister Linda Perkins of Pilot Mountain. Several nieces and nephews and her beloved cat, Willa May.
There will be no formal services.
A special thank you to the staff of the Joan and Howard Woltz Hospice House staff for the love and care they gave her in her final days.
Much love and sympathy to you,Teresa, and your family. Carol is resting now and no more pills, treatments or worries. Wishing you peace and freedom from stress. Enjoy your wonderful family and know that you are always loved and valued.
My thoughts an prayers are with you and your family. I hope you all can find peace now that there is no more pain an suffering. May God be with you all during this time of sorrow. Your neighbor an friend.
My thoughts and prayers are with each of you. She will be missed.
Some of my fondest childhood memories were made at Aunt Carol’s. She cooked me my first steak, took me on my first trip to Hanging Rock. I think she was all about letting kids be kids and I loved that about her. With big brown bags of popcorn in hand, all us kids gathered in the living room once a year to watch The Wizard of Oz and The Sound of Music while the grown ups played cards. There was a sense of belonging that just felt like home. My last conversation with her was in a grocery store parking lot. Though already feeble, she took the time to talk about good times through the years and how these things shaped her and taught her to appreciate life more. She taught me that life doesn’t have to be perfect to be good.
My thoughts are with you, Mark, Dawn, Teresa and family as your hearts adjust to the loss. Rest easy, Carol. Much love to you all. 💜