Lorraynna Polk
Always thinking of you, Mom. Love, Rayndear

Birth date: Jan 31, 1961 Death date: Feb 9, 2026
Born on January 31, 1961, and raised in Leesburg, Virginia, Lolitta Denise Johnson Polk was strength wrapped in grace, love anchored in faith, and the steady heartbeat of her family. The cherished daughter of Paul Heywood Johnson Read Obituary
Always thinking of you, Mom. Love, Rayndear

Love you Godmom and I will forever cherish our many memories we’ve shared down through the years. I love and miss you dearly. 🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️
Love You, Mom! - Rayndear

Love you Mom - Rayndear 🫂❤️
I am so sorry to hear about Lolitta's passing.
I remember Lolitta being my son, Paul, choir director at First Mount Olive Baptist Church in the group called Joy of Bells. As Choir Director she was a very spiritual and uplifting person. I remember how she and her family would often times go to Roy Rogers for lunch after church. She was a very kind, caring and compassionate person; I am sure she will be deeply missed by all her family and friends.
May God give you encouragement, strength, peace and joy in the upcoming months.
With deepest sympathy,
Page Lee Weadon and Family

Our heartfelt deepest sympathy to the Polk family in the loss of Lolitta, a beautiful Christian lady. May God keep and comfort you at this time and
for many days and years ahead. Rest in peace, Lolitta.
Bernice and Richard Lane
Angelo and family: sending my deepest condolences to you and the family. I was shocked when I saw the announcement from Erica.
NeCe was my best friend back in the day (1987). We spent a lot of time laughing and shopping together. There was never a dull moment when we were able to hang out. Rest easy my friend until we meet again! 💖
“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor cry, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.” Revelation 21:4 KJV

My deepest condolences to the family
You and Goddad have been a part of my life for 40 yrs. It was a honor and a privilege to be your Godson. You treated me as your son and I’ll always love you for that. You were always there for me from the very beginning.
Godmom you had fought a good fight and finished the course. Yes my heart is hurt and broken, but I can rejoice in your Homegoing because I know you are no longer in pain or suffering.
Take your rest Godmom. I love you, miss you and will cherish the many memories, laughs, and conversations down through the years.
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