Lisa Ann Perrine, known to most simply as Ann or Annie, of Nitro, West Virginia, passed away unexpectedly on July 9, 2026, at Thomas Memorial Hospital. Born on April 28, 1961, she was the youngest daughter of the late Derstine and Carma Perrine.
Ann was one of the hardest-working people you could ever meet. Strong, independent, and determined, she believed in helping those who were willing to help themselves and never hesitated to lend a hand when it was truly needed. She wasn’t always one to express her love with words; instead, she showed it by being there, pitching in, and doing whatever she could for the people she cared about.
Ann found joy in the outdoors, especially deer hunting and anything that involved being near the water. The beach was one of her favorite places, but she was just as happy staying busy, working on something, helping someone who needed her, or spending time with the people she loved. Ann lived life her way… strong, independent, and always true to herself.
Being a grandmother was one of Ann’s greatest joys. Ashton, Dylanie, and Cyrus were her pride and joy, and she loved each of them fiercely. She was always there to cheer them on, celebrate their milestones, and make sure they knew how deeply they were loved. Though she won’t be physically present for the moments and milestones still ahead, the love, memories, and encouragement she gave them will always be a part of who they are.
She is survived by Robert Stier, her closest friend and so much more, who she shared 36 years of friendship, love, and caring for one another; her daughters, Jodie Lanham and Jessica Currence, who will carry with them the strength she taught them and a love that only a mother and her daughters can know; and her beloved grandchildren, Ashton Seagraves, Dylanie Midkiff, and Cyrus Casto, who were her pride and joy.
Preceded in death by her parents, Derstine Perrine and Carma Perrine.
Ann’s sudden passing leaves behind a silence that words cannot fill. Her absence will be felt in the quiet moments, at family gatherings, on the sidelines, and during every celebration she should have been there to see. It will be felt when there is good news to share and the instinct is still to pick up the phone and call her; when something needs fixing and everyone knows she would have found a way; and in all the ordinary moments that never seemed important until suddenly, they became memories.
There will be milestones she should have witnessed, celebrations where a place will always feel empty, and moments when those who loved her would give anything for just one more conversation, one more laugh, or one more ordinary day with her. But perhaps the greatest measure of a life is not how long someone stays, but how deeply their absence is felt when they are gone and Ann will be missed beyond what words can say.
She leaves behind daughters who still need their mother, grandchildren who will carry her love with them through every milestone yet to come, and people whose lives will never be quite the same without her. The hardest part of losing Ann is not simply saying goodbye, it is learning how to live through all the tomorrows that were supposed to have her in them.
In keeping with Ann’s wishes, there will be no formal funeral service. A celebration of her life will be held at a later date, where family and friends can come together to remember her, share stories, and honor the life and memories she leaves behind.
