Pansy Wilson

Pansy Sherrill Wilson “Pam,” 85, passed away peacefully at her home surrounded by her children and grandchildren on Friday, Nov. 6, 2020. 
She was born on June 29, 1935 at home in Lincoln county. The youngest of 11 children to the late Thomas Sullivan Sherrill and Mamie Dellinger Sherrill. She was preceded in death by her husband of 42 years, Marion “Wade” Wilson and many other adoring siblings, family and friends. 
Pam spent most of her adult life as a homemaker who loved her family. For many decades she spent her summers at her home in Alaska where her husband worked. During the winter months the family would reside at their home in Mt. Holly. 
Her generosity was tremendous. She would give away her last dollar. She never met a stranger and she had a natural, nurturing way with children and animals. They all loved her. 
Her God given gift of laughter will forever personify her memory and that will be missed most of all. 
Famous for her squat. 
She was of iron will and a sympathetic heart. 
She is survived by her brother Harry Sherrill (Julene), her mother-in-law Bonnie Wilson, children Ronnie Sherrill (Frances), Michelle Newman (Steve), Michael Wilson (Heather), Sunny Walls (Mark), grandchildren Brandy Callahan (Chris), Mikaela Jones (Isaac), Abby Wilson, Ava Wilson, Eli Wilson, Marla and Lydia Walls and three great-grandchildren Daegan, Koah and Logan Callahan. 
A Graveside service will be held Saturday, November 14th, 2020 at 2pm, Sharon Memorial Park in Charlotte. 
Donations can be made in her honor to Hospice of Lincoln or Gaston county. 

A poem she wrote and published: 
“Do You Remember Me, My God?”
Do you remember me, my God, when I was just a child?
When I was very little, and my soul was unfulfilled? 
I prayed to you with folded hands, and with my head bowed low,
And asked you for your grace and strength, wherever I might go. 
But then I learned about the world, and all it’s sinful ways, 
And I was tempted, and I sinned, for many nights and days. 
The years have worked their changes God, and I am not the same, 
And well I realized in my heart, that I was much to blame. 
So when you judge my record God, with all the facts compiled, 
Please hear again the prayers I prayed, when I was just a child. 
—————— Pansy S. Wilson 
 

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