Sheila Rae Wilson

Thank you all for being here today. Your presence means more than words can express as we gather to honor and remember my wonderful wife, Sheila. In this difficult moment, your love, support, and prayers hold our family up as we navigate the passing of a woman who meant everything to us.

Sheila Rae Smith was born on August 12, 1954, in Brazil, Indiana, to Vernon and Lois Smith. As her family grew, she welcomed four brothers—Kevin, Carl, Jeffrey, and Steven. Jeffrey preceded her in death, while Kevin, Carl, and Steven continue to carry forward the memories and love they shared with their sister.

Sheila was truly a beautiful soul, inside and out. At 71 years old, she lived with a joy that was contagious. She loved cooking, dancing, traveling, and listening to her R&B—music that matched her warm, vibrant spirit. And if anybody knew Sheila, you know she wasn’t just a baker… she was a cook. Her homemade macaroni and cheese, her rich cheesecake, and her Creole gumbo were legendary. She cooked with love, and you could taste that love in every bite.

Sheila enjoyed life in full color. She loved music concerts, stage plays, and theatrical shows—any space where creativity and storytelling came alive. She was an avid chess player, sharp and strategic, and the greatest Spades partner you could ever ask for. She could hold her own at the domino table too, laughing, and making memories. And when she wanted peace, she found it in fishing—quiet moments by the water that brought her calm and joy.

Sheila was a diva in fashion—always dressed to impress in classy, stylish clothes that reflected her confidence and grace. Whether she was stepping out for a family gathering, a night on the town or simply running errands, she carried herself with elegance and flair.

She worked hard throughout her life, dedicating 30 years to the Pacific Bell telephone company and another 10 years to the United States Postal Service. But her true passion—her calling—was helping people. She was a licensed Notary, and she poured her whole heart into founding Ray of Hope Women’s Transitional Home, a place where she guided women who had lost their way. Whether they were recently released from prison, struggling, or simply down on their luck, Sheila helped them find their footing again. She had a gift for seeing the best in people and helping them rediscover it within themselves. Helping others wasn’t just something she did—it was who she was.

Sheila was a helper wherever she went. Whether offering a hand, a listening ear, or a comforting word, she moved through life with generosity and grace. Loving her was the greatest privilege of my life. To cherish her, to care for her, and to share a home filled with laughter, warmth, and partnership—those are blessings I will hold forever.

There is a moment I will always carry in my heart, one that captures the essence of who she was. Sheila was both a lover and a giver. She poured love into everything she touched, and she gave without hesitation. That spirit defined her, and it defined the beautiful bond we shared.

She leaves to mourn her loving husband, Larry; her devoted son, Tramell; her cherished grandson, Garvey; her dear brothers; and a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, family and friends as well as loved ones who will forever feel the impact of her kindness, her joy, and her light.

Today, we honor Sheila. We celebrate her life, her laughter, her heart, and the way she made this world better simply by being in it.