Jennie Sherrill Springs

Born in Charlotte on December 26, 1930, she was a daughter of Amos Hullen Sherrill and Evelyn Cates Sherrill. Mrs. Springs was a graduate of Central High School and attended Queens College.

She was a faithful and devoted member of St. John’s Episcopal Church where she served on the Altar Guild and assisted in the office for many years.

She and her husband, Eli, shared a love and appreciation for the North Carolina coast and passed that appreciation on to their children. She had a lifelong passion for arts and crafts and spent many years creating and selling specialty statuary.

Mrs. Springs is survived by two sons, Eli Baxter Springs IV of Blowing Rock, Brevard Davidson Springs and wife Lauren of Charlotte; and three daughters, Anna Springs Plumides and husband Greg of Waxhaw, Amy Springs Houston and husband Dan of Rougemont, NC and Sally Springs Alston and husband Bobby of Memphis, TN; as well has her grandchildren, John, Sophie, Davidson, William, Clarkson, Baxter, Mary Cates, Meredith and Drew; and five great grandchildren.

Also surviving are her sister, Becky Tignere of Jackson, MS; and devoted cousin, Melissa and husband, Billy Hodge of Charlotte.

She was preceded in death by her loving husband, Eli Baxter Springs, and her adored granddaughter, Krista Marie Springs.

Funeral services for Jennie S. Springs will be held at 1:30 p.m. Monday, April 4th at St. John’s Episcopal Church. The family will receive friends in the Parish Hall immediately following the service.

In lieu of flowers, memorials can be made to St. John’s Episcopal Church, 1623 Carmel Road, Charlotte, NC 28226.

“I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,

spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts

for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.

I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck

of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,

hull and spar as she was when she left my side.

And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.

And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"

there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices

ready to take up the glad shout, ‘Here she comes!’”

From a poem by Henry VanDyke