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The Life of Samuel Williams

Samuel (Sammy) Williams, 86, of Philadelphia, PA passed away on Monday, October 16 peacefully in his sleep at Maplewood Manor after a short illness.

Born and raised in Newberry, SC the son of John Williams and Ola Mae (Thomas). Sammy was educated in South Carolina and upon completion of his studies, he relocated to Norristown, PA. In Norristown, he worked as a laborer at Alan Wood Steel Company for many years. In 1956 he met Carrie (Brown) who would later become his wife.

Samuel and Carrie were married for 60 years and had two daughters, Karen and Sherri.

Sammy had a zest for life and enjoyed talking current events and football and spending time with family and friends.

Samuel was preceded in death by his mother and father, brothers Clark and John David, and sister Earline.

His life will forever be cherished in the lives of: his wife, Carrie Williams; children: Karen Francis of Philadelphia, PA and Sherri Randall (Juan) of Arlington, TX; grandchildren: Tiffany Francis of Upper Marlboro, MD, Nigel Randall of Arlington, TX, Evan Randall of Arlington, TX, and Kaleah Randall of New Orleans, LA; great grandsons: Nolan, Mason, and Elijah Randall; brothers: Willie Williams of Hodges, SC, Richard Williams of Greenville, SC, and Ralph Williams of Columbia, SC; and sister: Pauline (Williams) Moore of Philadelphia, PA.


“It’s not the length of life, but the depth of life.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

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2018.06.18
Brotherly Love

Missing 

Posted by Karen F on 06/18/2018

2018.07.04
Born Day

Happy Birthday Dad, I hope you are smiling and celebrating with the angels in heaven.

Posted by Karen W on 07/04/2018

2018.07.04
Happy Birthday

Every year we’d watch the fireworks on your birthday. You’d want me to tell you your age and wait for me to count it out. “1931. How old am I?”

I remember you pushing me up a hill while I rode my tricycle and picking a bunch of blackberries for granny to make a pie.

Saying “I’m hungry” was an insult. You’d often bring home treats or tell me to order from Larry’s. I can still hear you asking “Did you eat?”

I remember building a blanket fort that sprawled the entire basement. I thought you’d be mad but you crawled under and took a nap.

Years later you would fuss at everyone on the car lot because none of the cars were good enough to be my first car. And when I had a flat, even with your bad hip, you managed to get on the ground and put on my spare.

You couldn’t attend any of my graduations but you’d ask me to tell you about them. After UD you took my mortarboard and raised it over your head.

When I left home you said you’d miss me and I could come back anytime. If it didn’t work out I should come home. And, every time I’d come to visit you’d say, “You don’t have to run up the road for me. I don’t like you driving up here by yourself.” But you’d ask when I was coming back.

I’ll never forger how’d you say something wild, look at me, and then we’d start laughing. And, I can recall almost every story you told me and some of your words of wisdom.

“You can find a fool as quick as you can snap your fingers.”

“You have book smarts but you have to have common sense too.”

“Going my way but it ain’t my day”.

Time waits for no one. Until we meet again. Love you Pop-pop.

-Tiffany

Posted by Tiffany F on 07/04/2018