Sandra Elizabeth Harper was born to the union of Alvin Lee Williams Campbell and Beulah (Stanton) Watts Campbell in Clarksdale, Mississippi on September 26, 1948. Her parents preceded her in death. Sandra confessed her love for Jesus Christ at an early age at Centennial Baptist Church in Clarksdale.
Sandra was educated in the Mississippi Public School system, attending Booker T. Washington and Myrtle Hall IV Elementary Schools, Aggie High School and graduating from Coahoma Junior College. Sandra moved to Chicago in 1972 in search of a better life working as a cashier for several currency exchanges before landing her ideal job at McNeil Pharmaceutical and St. Bernard Hospital until she retired in 2011.
Sandra met and later married William Harper in 1982.
Sandra will be greatly missed for her kindness and generosity to others. Sandra had many passions which included, but not limited to, her love for reading, bowling and being with friends. She enjoyed shopping and being everyone’s favorite Aunt!
Sandra was a wonderful mother, mother-in-law, sister, aunt, cousin and friend. Those of us who knew her, loved her immensely. She was preceded in death by her sisters; Letha W. Franklin, Loretta W. Banks and Carolyn W. Garrett.
Sandra leaves to cherish her memory and mourn her passing; her loving son, Carzell Campbell (Dorothy); grandsons, Sterling J. Campbell, David Miller, Marlon D. Minor, Carzell Campbell, Jr., and a host of great-grandchildren; one aunt, Sarah Rhodes of Milwaukee, Wisconsin; brothers, Maurice and Mashella Campbell of Clarksdale and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends.
A Letter from Heaven
When tomorrow starts without me
And I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today;
While thinking of the many things
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me
As much as I love you;
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
When tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here in your heart.
Love Sandra
If Roses Grow In Heaven
If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother’s arms
and tell her they’re from me.
Tell her that I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
but there’s an ache within my heart
that will never go away.
Her Loving Son Carzell
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