Pamela "Gigi" Covington

Pamela “Gigi” Covington, age 77, of Hampton, passed away peacefully on Saturday, October 18, 2025. 
A celebration of life will be held at the Hampton Auditorium on Saturday, November 22, 2025, at 1 p.m.   Condolences may be sent to the family through the mortuary website at www.higbymortuary.com
Pamela was a devoted mother and grandmother whose kindness, strength, and unwavering love left a lasting impression on everyone who knew her. Known affectionately as “Gigi,” she was the heart of her family—always ready with a warm hug, a listening ear, and a witty remark that always came with a grin and a twinkle in her eye. 
She was preceded in death by her husband Bruce Covington and her daughter Pammie Lawson. 
She is survived by her brothers Larry McGill and Mike McGill; children Craig Clifton and his wife Renee, Paul Dittler and his wife Lori, and Ray Lawson; grandchildren Taylor Clifton, Madelyn Burris, Carter Burris, Peyton Urban, and Easton Urban (children of Craig and Renee); Cody Lawson and his wife Lacey, Mat Haberer, and Nate Lawson and his wife Alisha (children of Ray Lawson). Bryce Dittler, Morgan Dittler, and Colby Dittler (children of Paul and Lori).

Pamela was also blessed with many great-grandchildren, including Cameron and Brantley Lawson (sons of Cody and Lacey); Tyler Mollevik, Lawson Haberer, and Cole Haberer (sons of Matt Haberer); and Justin Gyhra, Lexy Gyhra, Peyton Lawson, Raelynn Lawson, Talon Lawson, and Cason Lavender (children of Nate and Alisha Lawson). 
She was also a proud great-great-grandmother to two beautiful children, Everleigh and Zepplin, who brought her endless joy and reminded everyone that her legacy of love spans five generations. 
Pamela made her home in Hampton, where she built a life rooted in love, laughter, and the kind of family closeness that turns ordinary days into cherished memories. She was deeply loved by the Village of Hampton, where she was known simply as “Gigi” to everyone—a title that reflected the warmth, joy, and humor she shared with her entire community. 
Her memory will be treasured by all who had the privilege of knowing her—and if you ever left her house without a smile, well, that was your own fault. And if she ever told you, “You’re my favorite,” just know… she meant it. Even if she said it to everyone.