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Norma L. (Mains) Stout
September 17, 1935 ~ September 4, 2023 (age 87) 87 Years Old
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Norma Lucille (Mains) Stout, 87, died peacefully in the presence of family members on Sept. 4, 2023 while in hospice care at The Grove at Latrobe. "Mamaw" was born on Sept. 17, 1935 in Clarksburg, W. Va. A longtime Jeannette resident, she is preceded in death by her parents, William and Ruth Genevieve Mains; her husband, Lloyd Russell Stout; her sister-in-law, Irva Mains, a son-in-law, Roy Murphy; and her longtime partner, Charles "Whiz" Dudley. She is survived by her brother, William Mains; eight children: Lloyd (Shelly) Stout; Marsha (Jim) Lore; Annie (Bill) Beckner; Craig (Shelly) Stout; Tim Stout; Cindy Stout; Randall (Christy) Stout; and Harry (Sinde) Stout; 18 grandchildren; 43 great-grandchildren; and one great-great-grandchild. Mamaw had love for her long-reaching family that was boundless, unconditional, and endearing. She was always concerned about the whereabouts of each relative, young and old, and stayed in the loop with great interest. Her memory was remarkably sharp, her wit precise. For years, she didn't need a calendar to remember dozens of birthdays. A spitfire who could make friends with anyone, she did things on her terms with a no-nonsense approach. A blue-collar homemaker, she grew up in a house with 12 other people. She cared for her family of 10 with everything she had, putting herself second so her kids could live their best life. Mamaw kept a clean house. She could make a kitchen floor shine and a stick of gum pop. She always wanted to look her best: a sharp outfit, her hair done just right, a couple sprays of perfume, and a few pieces of jewelry. From pink curlers to glamour shot. She enjoyed a cold beer and a cigarette as much as she did a toast and tomato sandwich with a side of Spanish macaroni. A cup of strong black coffee was the right way to start a day or to end it. She often drank it cold. Mamaw never worked a job or drove a car. She spent over 40 years living on Chestnut Street in Jeannette where she appreciated a quiet night sitting on her porch, conversing with neighbors, and filling her house with people for Christmas Eve parties. Family photos were her wallpaper. Her macaroni salad could not be duplicated, and her fudge wrapped in foil was a holiday treat for all. A woman who adored Elvis Presley, she had a number of The King's collectables and frequently listened to his music and sang along. She also enjoyed the occasional dial change to Doo-wop. While she never made it to Graceland, she attended yearly family gatherings, even late in life, despite increasing health issues. Most of those issues she somehow brushed aside with her ornery resolve and incredible strength. You couldn't keep her down for long. A family member may have said it best: "Mamaw made everyone feel like they were her favorite." A Happy Birthday phone call was common from her, and she made sure cards were sent out for special occasions. A $5 bill for each grandchild for Christmas was money she barely had but went well spent. Norma liked to laugh and make others laugh with her cheeky humor, and often was the center of attention. But she had a serious side, too; She was always there to listen and advise. She was a Steelers fanatic and felt the Super Bowl wins as much as the unexpected losses. She would wave her Terrible Towel while cheering on her Hall of Fame crush, Troy Polamalu, or show you her best Monday morning quarterback in true Yinzer fashion. When she wasn't calling to check on family from the nursing home, she was face-timing them to catch up. She made friends at The Grove, residents and staff alike, with her unique charm and plucky personality. She lived there for a decade, maintaining joy despite being bedridden for a short time at the end. She never left family without showing affection; a hug, a kiss, a gentle touch. "Bye, honey. I love you." There will be many more grandmothers, but there will never be one quite like Mamaw. A private memorial service was held Thursday at Mason-Gelder Funeral Home in Jeannette. To send online condolences visit www.mason-gelder.com.