Sandra Mary Tsitouris

Sandra Mary Estes was born on December 29th, 1952, in Hartland, Maine. She was adopted by Mary Ross Thomas and Carl Alfred Estes. She passed away peacefully on June 5th, 2024, in Hanford, California at the age of 71. Sandra worked as a bartender for 20 years at Lyon’s in Visalia, California then moved to Hanford, she spent another 20 years as a bartender at Applebee’s. She was an amazing provider, mother, wife, co-worker & friend. She took pride in everything she did and always did it to the fullest. Her and Sonnie always made sure their family was loved and cared for, Instilling work ethic, family pride and true grit in every sense of the word. Sandra's passions included sewing, her family & friends, traveling, and her husband's Sonnie’s Garden. She loved spending time at the beach and butterflies, she collected everything butterfly. Please think of her fondly whenever you see one. She met Constantine Demetri Tsitouris “Sonnie”, and they were married July 28th, 1985, at the little wedding chapel in Rough and Ready, California. Ambra was in 6th grade and was a blessing to her and the love of Sandra’s life. Sandra was preceded in death by her parents Mary & Carl Estes and her loving husband Sonnie. She was a loving mother and is survived by daughter Ambra Anne Wright of Newport, Oregon. Grandchildren: Kurtis Wright, Kayla Wright & Jeffrey Wright of California. She loved her grandchildren and spent as much time as she could with them whether it was the entire summer spent by her pool or weekend spent on the coast. We will forever cherish the fun and spunky grandma we were blessed with. Great-grandchildren: Avree Marie, Paislee Rene, Ivee Jordan, Remington Rose, Calee Joleen, and Georgia. I want to take a special minute to thank Teresa & Geary Galusha. You took care of my mother in ways that cannot ever be repaid or described. Consoling us in our heartache, you became family. My mom was the luckiest woman to have you as a best friend. God knew we needed you.

Wings Against The Sun

Forever earthbound are my feet upon the rocky road ahead, but high among the clouds, my thoughts, and so my heart is comforted. And if one shoulder aches, I shift the burden to the other side, remembering the times I’ve laughed, and not the ones in which I’ve cried.

Too short indeed these precious years, to let a dream die needlessly. Beyond tomorrow there awaits a time and place designed for me. And old hopes rising one by one Are golden wings against the sun!

Author: Grace E. Easley