Sandra Brown

September 24, 1938April 4, 2018

Sandra Brown was born on September 24, 1938 and passed away on April 4, 2018


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Penny Webb

May 17, 2018

Sandra Wilson was my favorite Aunt. I enjoyed so much listening to her stories of her adventures at NASA, finding a stay dog and called the number on the collar and the owner Buzz Aldrin came to pick it up. She was floored. I enjoyed garage sailing with Aunt Sandra and Uncle Jimmy and swimming at their place. Also the tour of NASA. I was in awe of my Aunt Sandra and Uncle Jimmy. I thought their clock collection was the best thing ever. I was inspired to find some clocks myself as an adult and fix them. I loved hearing her stories of the boat and all the fixer upper houses she would work her magic on an turn them into gems. And later her love for flowers that we both shared. I know all of my sisters miss you and I will miss you Aunt Sandra. I will see you one day in heaven where we will have eternity with God

nancy harrington

April 17, 2018

Unless you have found my Godson, Sandra had no close relatives. Only a few cousins, I have spoken to one. Sandra and I became best friends in our freshman year of high school. We could not have been closer had we been sisters. We did something silly (we cut our fingers so we could be blood sisters) and bought friendship rings to wear forever when we were 15. She gave hers to my oldest daughter when we were grown. We had fun, tears, arguments, and shared much love during the years. She went to LSU, I went to Northwestern State for college, she quit and flew for American, I quit a year later and flew for American also. When she married David, her first husband, I was her maid of honor. Later when living at NASA, we were together again, where I met and just loved her husband, Jimmy. She was devastated at his death. A favorite memory, yes, we were silly, my dad had a brand new car, I borrowed it one day for school, picked Sandra up and we decided to skip school and go to Hot Springs to the alligator farm, we planned to get back before school was out and no one would be the wiser. Would have worked if we had money for gas, but ran out of gas and had to hitch and beg gas from some man at the station.... I miss you, Sandra.