Death
Brown died at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles on Tuesday February 28, 1978, at 1:25 a.m. Pacific Time, from lung cancer, and was buried at the Church of Christian Fellowship in Los Angeles on Thursday March 2. In attendance were all of both the cast and crew of The Jeffersons, including show producer Norman Lear. Cast member actor Paul Benedict who had developed a close friendship with Brown was invited to be one of the memorial speakers. Despite inclement weather conditions, many of the Hollywood 'old guard' were also in attendance, and the funeral was covered by both local and national media. A widow, she was survived by her brother, Wendell Cully; her two children, a daughter Polly Buggs wife of John A. Buggs who was deputy director of the U.S. Civil Rights Commission in Washington, D.C., at that time, and a son Emerson Brown, as well as four grandchildren, and two great grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents, husband James M. Brown, Sr., son James M. Brown, Jr., and a baby daughter in 1919.
She was posthumously awarded an NAACP special Image Award on June 9, 1978, at the 11th Annual NAACP Award ceremony.
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