Margaret Cameron Hammer

Margaret Cameron (Moser) Hammer, 79, of Oakville, Indiana passed away on November 25, 2025 with family by her side after living courageously with Multiple Sclerosis for more than 50 years. Her life was a testament to love, patience, and grace, and she will be remembered for her unwavering faith, gentle spirit, and joyful heart.
She is preceded in death by her parents, VG and Ruth Moser and her husband, Robert Reynold Hammer; as well as her great-nephew, Jackson Mumby; her nephew, Eric Hammer; her brother, William Moser; mother-in-law, Arvilla Diehl Hammer and father-in-law, Reynold B. Hammer.
Margie is survived by her son and daughter-in-law, Aaron R. and Mitzi Reinhold Hammer; as well as her two granddaughthers, Lela and Cora Hammer. Margie is also survived by her brother-in-law, John Hammer and his wife, Linda Hammer; sister-in-law, Dee Moser; nieces, Molly Kiron, Meghan Hammer, and Sarah Gorch; great-nieces, Taylor, Lucy and Nola; great-nephews, Jacob and Jace and one sweet great-great-niece, Althea.
Born with a natural kindness, Margie grew up in the small town of Oakville, Indiana where her father owned and operated a farm and garden business. As a young girl, Margie delighted in surveying the shop counter covered with glass bins of candy and sweets, and she surprizingly joined in on the town’s “mischief night” where the teenagers left tractors and railroad ties across the main (and only) street of the town. This was the definition of good, clean fun! She also loved music and could play the harpsichord with amazing skill. These early joys shaped her lifelong appreciation for simple pleasures and her gratitude for all she was blessed to posess.
She later married the love of her life, Bob Hammer, and together they built three homes over the course of their 34-year marriage. Because Bob’s career required frequent moves, Margie faithfully supported their home and family while he commuted to work each day. Wherever they lived, they became active members of their local church, participating in Bible studies and formation groups, and often opening their beautifully decorated home to host gatherings, celebrations, and even friends in need of temporary shelter. Each Christmas, she asked her able-bodied husband to delicately tie hundreds of gold ribbon bows to their huge, live tree, a tradition that became a symbol of his love for his wife. Driving tours of local covered bridges in New Hampshire were also a must when friends and family came to visit, a simple but memorable tradition that reflected her love of sharing her gratefulness of where she lived. Her hospitality was a gift that touched many lives.
Margie was dedicated to her only son, Aaron. She drove him to countless swim meets and filled their home with warmth and tradition. She was patient with him even as she taught him to drive, giggling through the bumps and turns. She loved cooking, often drawing inspiration from Taste of Home magazine, and perfected meals that her family enjoyed time and again. She even asked Bob to cut out recipes and assemble them into thoughtful cookbooks, each page carefully placed at her request. Among her many beloved dishes, one stands out as a family treasure—her “Meatballs and Hats,” a recipe that will be passed down for generations. Fridays were always pizza night, a cherished break from her routine. She also delighted in sweet and sour chicken and cream cheese wontons from her favorite local Chinese restaurant, and she had a sweet tooth for anything, especially if it contained strawberries. Aaron fondly remembers her as a great “comfort-food” cook. The family’s beloved dogs, Mandy and Sky, were constant companions, adding even more joy to their households. Margie also took pride in her large rose garden, sharing her passion and knowledge for plants and flowers with others whenever she could.
Her marriage was filled with laughter and light-hearted teasing, which she always received with good humor. One of her most treasured memories was a work-vacation to Puerto Rico with Bob, a trip that remained close to her heart. They also welcomed her mother and mother-in-law into their home for many months each year, extending Margie’s circle of care and devotion. She was a die-hard Chicago Cubs and Bears fan, often laughing as her husband fussed at the TV, and she enjoyed playing Pinochle with friends, finding joy in fellowship and fun.
After Bob’s passing, Margie lived with Aaron and Mitzi, who cared for her with devotion for many years. Their dedication was met each day with her gratitude, her lack of complaint, and her willingness to laugh at herself—even during her "senior moments." She delighted in playing games with family and friends, and somehow, she always seemed to win. Many believed she was methodical in choosing the right partner every time, a playful mystery that added to her charm. She also spent countless hours with her two granddaughters from the time they were born until they were school-aged, sharing her days with her dear friend (and Mitzi’s grandmother), Dorothy, who often visited to help care for the children. Margie and Dot bonded over their faith and stories of growing up in small towns. The family even purchased a Conversion Van, so Margie in her “Cadillac” electric wheelchair could join in every adventure with her granddaughters when they were little.
For the last 13 years of her life, Margie lived in a nursing home not far from Aaron's home in Central VA. Margie faithfully visited resident's rooms each day, bringing joy wherever she went. Though her life became simpler, she held onto the stories her son shared during each visit, remembering even the smallest details until the next cherished visit. She treasured her many orchid plants and passed along tips for their care to others. She loved hummingbirds, often insisting the feeders stay full so she could enjoy their flightful visits. She remained deeply connected to her faith, watching Sunday services on her iPad and virtually attending handbell choir practices. She also participated in weekly church services led by Paster Greg. Even though she could no longer host gatherings, she invited her family to join in the fun at the Easter egg hunts held at the nursing home, ensuring traditions continued. Her grandchildren remember her as giggly and thoughtful, always asking about their school life and friends, and giving “goodbye kisses” from each loved one who had passed before her. They describe her as attentive, courageous, thoughtful, family-oriented, tough, a positive thinker, and humble—never seeking attention, content to shine from the sidelines.
Throughout her life, Margie embodied qualities that inspired those around her: loving, patient, calm, regal, polite, Godly, happy, grateful, even-tempered, kind, and beautiful. She made lifelong friends, stayed in touch across the years, and hosted holidays, football Sundays, and birthdays with grace and joy. Her devotion to her Lord, her family, and her friends was unwavering, and her light-hearted nature brought refreshment to all who knew her.
Margie’s legacy is one of faith, love, and resilience. Though she relied on others for daily care in her later years, she was always deeply grateful for their kindness and attention. She leaves behind a family and community who were blessed by her presence and inspired by her example. Her memory will continue to shine as a beacon of devotion, joy, and peace.
The family would like to thank the dedicated and kind staff at Green Acres In Stanardsville, VA and Hospice of The Piedmont. One special nurse, Eula, stood beside Margie all those years and as she finished her Earthly journey. A private burial will be held in Virginia Beach while a memorial service will be held at Chestnut Grove Baptist Church at 555 Buck Mountain Road in Earlysville, VA on Monday, December 29, 2025 at 2 pm. A reception will immediately follow. All are welcome to join the family to celebrate the life of sweet Margie.