Julie Mae Oakes

With a heart as bold as her favorite colors and a soul that radiated kindness, Julie Mae Oakes lived a life of passion, laughter, and unwavering love. Born on May 18, 1977, she embraced each moment fully, leaving behind memories that shimmer like the pages of her beloved fantasy novels. On June 7, 2025, in the town she held dear—Three Rivers, Michigan—Julie was called home, but her spirit remains woven into the lives she touched.

Julie poured dedication into everything she did, from her 14 years as a respected Quality Supervisor at American Axel to the friendships she fostered with warmth and humor. Her vibrant personality could light up any room, and whether she was rocking her signature purple and black aesthetic or sharing her latest collection find, she was unapologetically herself—a lover of skull motifs, mystery, and all things delightfully unique.

Her compassion extended beyond people; she had a deep, unwavering love for animals, especially her cat colony she nurtured with care and devotion. Julie didn’t just appreciate them—she saw them, understood them, and made sure they had a safe and loving place to thrive. She was also a collector in the truest sense, curating a world of Minions, Care Bears, Monster High dolls, and an impressive library of nearly 1,000 books. Each piece she collected was more than an item—it was a reflection of her joy, curiosity, and appreciation for life’s small treasures.

At the heart of Julie’s world was her husband, David, her best friend, her soulmate, and the love of her life. Their love story, sparked in LaGrange County, Indiana, grew into a bond that spanned 24 beautiful years, 14 of them spent as husband and wife. Together, they built a life full of trust, laughter, and shared adventures. Together they had an unbreakable partnership filled with deep understanding and devotion. Their connection was more than just love; it was a rare and beautiful friendship, one that made every day richer just by being together.

Julie’s love extended far beyond her immediate family. She is survived by her mother, Diana Avery, and stepfather, Ray Avery, whose love nurtured her throughout her journey. Her brothers, Larry and Steven Slavings, and her cherished nephew, Logan Slavings, carry her spirit forward. She also leaves behind her mother-in-law, Kathleen, and father-in-law, Ken, who embraced her as family and shared in the love and memories that made her life so meaningful. Her many aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends will hold onto the joy she brought into their lives, forever remembering the woman who celebrated individuality with unapologetic grace.

She now joins her father, Terry Slavings, and grandmother, Mabel Ellsworth, in a place where peace and light abound. Though she may be absent from this world, her presence remains in the laughter of loved ones, the pages of well-worn books, and the quiet purring of a cat that finds comfort in her legacy.

Julie lived a life that wasn’t defined by convention, but by passion, care, and an unwavering ability to make the world a little more magical. In her honor, may we embrace what makes us unique, love deeply, and never pass up the chance to nurture the things that bring us joy.

Julie, you were one of a kind. And your story will continue to be told in the hearts of those who loved you.