Despite her disability and the tragic loss of her son, LaVonda retained a remarkably sunny attitude, as evidenced in the poem quoted below. Those who saw her perform remember a cheerful and well-adjusted woman who elicited respect and admiration rather than pity. LaVonda passed away on September 18, 1963 from unknown causes.
Left: Printed pitch card, ca. 1955, signed by LaVonda Evans. (author's collection)
Face Fate with a Brave Sweet Smile
It is easy to stride where the road is wide,
And the pavement is firm and fine,
It is easy to skip, with a good still clip,
Where the road in a long white line;
It is jolly good fun down the hill to run
If there isn't a chance to fall,
But a man is "true blue" if he just plugs through
where there isn't a path at all.
It is easy to grin, when the cash rolls in,
If your life is a cloudless day;
It is easy to prance, at the costless dance
If the fiddler receives his pay.
It is easy to sing, till the rafters ring
If there is joy in the heart of the song;
But give me the fellow that doesn't show yellow
When everything goes dead wrong.
So remember friends, until this world ends,
Until God should reign as King Supreme;
Until Day and Night makes its last long flight
And this world is a shattered dream
Remember your frown, pulls the next man down;
Lend a hand, make his life worth while.
Give a "bearing face", to the human race,
And face Fate with a brave sweet smile.
(from reverse of pitch card)