Pamela Lee Hudson, 80, of Klamath Falls, Oregon, left this earth to join the love of her life, Doug, in heaven on June 29, 2026, after a short but courageous battle with cancer.

Pamela was born on June 7, 1946 in Los Angeles, California to Marian and Vernon Johnson and lived in different parts of Central and Southern California for the next 40 years. She welcomed her first daughter, Sara, in January of 1963, and her second daughter, Lori, in December of 1967.

In 1973, she met the love of her life, Doug, poolside and in a bikini, at their shared apartment complex. The two married in December of 1973. With their two daughters, Sara and Lori, in tow, they began their life of adventure. They started a concrete business, renovated homes, and even moved an entire home 10 miles down the road via semi-truck because Pam ‘preferred the view there’. Doug was willing to take on any challenge Pam presented, mostly because Pam was already halfway through the project by the time he got home.

That same adventurous spirit carried over into family life. Pam loved to tell stories of days spent at Disneyland with the girls. She often bragged that they could do an entire day at Disney for just a dollar. She was always ready for an adventure, which often meant last-minute trips to visit her favorite Aunt Jackie, skipping school for a day at the beach, hand-sewing matching outfits, and whatever else she might think of. Sara and Lori grew up knowing that the best adventures were often the unplanned ones.

In 1985, Pam and Doug decided it was time to retire. They sold their business and bought a brand-new Honda Goldwing Motorcycle with plans for a cross-country trip. Plans changed quickly when, just two weeks into their trip, Pam discovered she was pregnant. As Pam loved to say, “that motorcycle really shook out the cobwebs!”. Life was about to get even crazier when Lori and Sara found out that they were pregnant at the same time! All three babies were due within four months of one another.

Nine months later, on January 1, 1986, their son Mike was born. Pam always claimed that Mike was the first baby born in the entire state of California in 1986, earning her a year's supply of free diapers. Whether that story was true or simply one of Pam's legendary tales will probably never be known.

After Mike was born, Pam and Doug decided it was time to say goodbye to California and headed North with no specific destination in mind. They stopped in Ashland, Oregon but as Pam recounted, she couldn’t live in a town without a toy store and so they continued east and landed in Klamath Falls, Oregon in 1993. They purchased a home for $20,000 in cash. The home had no foundation and was ‘practically condemned’ so they lived in a travel trailer in the backyard while they renovated the entire home, listening to Paul Harvey on the radio and cooking meals over a propane stove.

Shortly after Pam and Doug's settled in Klamath Falls, Lori and Sara followed with their families, and the home they built became the gathering place for countless grandchildren, great-grandchildren, rowdy boys, and friends over the next 13 years.

After Mike left for college and with a decline in Doug’s health, the house that had once been filled with the constant noise of family gatherings and grandchildren became more than they could comfortably manage. Pam and Doug sold the home that held so many memories and settled into a quieter season of life together.

Just as Doug had spent his life supporting every one of Pam’s wild ideas, Pam devoted herself to caring for him. She remained by his side until Doug passed away in 2013. Though losing Doug left an immeasurable void, Pam carried on with the same resilience and pizzazz that had defined her entire life.

Pam had a passion for art and interior design, and she was fantastic at both. Her home was filled with paintings made by her. You could stop by the house at any given time and walk into a construction zone, with kitchen cabinets scattered about because she preferred an ‘open concept’ or a 10-foot ladder in the living room because she had decided to wallpaper the ceilings. She was incredibly gifted at seeing what potential a space had and bringing it to life.

Pam loved the water, whether it was spending her childhood on the beaches of Malibu, hosting pool parties in her backyard, visiting the Oregon Coast, vacationing in Hawaii, or exercising each week at the YMCA pool with her daughter Sara. She loved thrift shopping, yard sales, and senior day discounts. She had a knack for finding heavy items on Facebook Marketplace and then convincing the seller to haul them to her house, bring them inside, and sometimes even install them - to the dismay of her children. Her house was always an open door to family and friends alike.

She is survived by her children, Sara, Lori (Matt), and Mike (Kali); eleven grandchildren, twenty great-grandchildren, four great-great-grandchildren, and countless others who called her Mom or Grandma. She also leaves behind her dear friend, Cathy Davis. Her family and friends were her greatest treasures and are a tribute to a life full of love.

She is preceded in death by her husband, Doug, and her great grandson, Hudson.

A celebration of life will be held on August 1, 2026 at Calvary Chapel.