Billie Joyce  Masters


Billie Masters of Austin and Paris is survived by her daughter lili li (nee Loretta Masters) and son-in-law Walter White and their sons John Hanna, Mark Hanna, and Paul Hanna, her son Danny and his wife Mary and son Ricky, and her son Paul who cared for her in her later years. Her grandsons called her "Lallie" after John's baby name for her and with their wives gave her great-grandsons and great-granddaughters.
Billie was a small town girl from West Texas who moved to Austin in 1962 and kept an historic apartment in Paris. She worked with Mary Kaltman at the Driskill Hotel and was social director at the Westwood Country Club. Billie could throw a party like no one else and was given a certificate signed by Lady Bird naming her "Number One Party Girl." She designed the food and flowers for many weddings and dealt in French and Italian antiques, the fine and fabulous only. Her garden, of incomparable design, was a habitat for rare butterflies. She loved Baudelaire, the opera, and the color pink. Billie will be remembered by the many who loved her.
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Published on July 2, 2019
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Walter X White
Jul 23, 2019
I’ve been digitalizing photos of lili’s mother. The first picture is of lili, Mark, Paul, and Billie and was taken when Mark was born in 1980, the second is of Billie, and the third is of Billie with her mother, Maude McKay Dobbs, and her grandsons Paul and Mark.
lili li and Walter X White
Jul 23, 2019
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Trey Massengale
Jul 22, 2019
Billie was a beloved member of our Whit Hanks Antiques family. It’s interesting to think that I could have spent 15 years with her and know so little about her. Even though we were purveyors of artifacts of the past, our conversations were much more about the present. I hadn’t seen BillIe in ten years, but just last week I inquired with a friend as to her whereabouts. Of course I was saddened to hear of her passing. She seemed timeless, as if she would always be there.
RIP sweet lady. Au revour. 🙏🏼
lili li
Jul 21, 2019
wearing in her hair
a cloud of pink ribbons
I dreamt of Mother dancing