Sarah Katherine "Catherine" Wilson (1931 - 2013)

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Our mother, Sarah Katherine Wilson, born Jan. 24, 1931, left her physical body to be with Christ our Lord Feb. 12, 2013 in Los Angeles, Calif. She died of complications due to Alzheimer's Disease and arteriosclerotic heart disease.
Orphaned by the age of four, married by 16, "Catherine" to her friends, she was Williston Woman Of The Year 1981-82, president of the Williston Woman's Club, state president of the Florida Woman's Club, officer in The Order of the Eastern Star Williston Chapter, former City of Williston accountant, art teacher at Santa Fe Junior College, an Atlanta model in the early years and "Mom" to half of the teenagers in Williston from around 1968 through 1981. During the years when she was leading and serving others, she studied in secret and graduated high school in the late '70s.
There simply don't exist words to write even close to an adequate description of our mother's life, especially her capacity to love her children and serve God.
She taught us the nobility of compassion. Relentless forgiveness. Loving Christ with wreckless abandon. Iron-backboned racial blindness. Aggressive giving of her resources, including sometimes going without food to feed her own children, the first of whom was born when she was 17. Facing personal shame, but refusal to hate. She was wild, terrifying when you knew you had disobeyed her, but fearless in her refusal to judge. She taught us to face failures and sins, and never deny them. Our mother would "face the fear and do it anyway." She taught us to do the same.
An artist, collector of friends, she was a woman of impeccable culinary skill, fabulous good humor, and incomparable spreader of happiness... unless you needed a good shaking of her finger at you, and if you got it, you deserved it. Intellectually curious and spiritually fearless, a tall "healthy" German girl, she loved, LOVED to eat, cook, sing in the choir and drag you by the hair if you needed some perspective.
We, her children, her calling and ministry, are momentarily lost without her. Punch-drunk. But she built us with Christ as the Cornerstone. She prayed us into the kingdom and flouresced the name of Christ with her last breaths.
Williston was not where we started out. We don't have generations of headstones in Orange Hill. But Williston has loved us, even before we have loved her, at times, and Williston is where Mother wanted me to express her love to all of you for making such a wonderful place to raise her babies. She loved you. WE love you.
Her memorial will be held at the First United Methodist Church where she served the best cakes to ever slide into a mass of confectionate destruction in the back of a station-wagon flying down a dirt road, and sang, and led her children to the Father through Jesus our Lord for nearly 30 years, on Saturday, March 9 (at 10:30 a.m., the time of her passing at Valley Presbyterian Hospital).
She is survived by her eldest son and our wonderful big brother, David Wayne Pitts; her daughter, and protector of the baby, Paula Diane Pitts and her youngest son, James Patrick "Pat" Pitt; grandsons, Dolvin William Todd, and James Patrick Jr., great-granddaughter, Ashton Todd, and countless other friends and children."
Williston, it would be our honor if you would come and visit with us. You have been wonderful to us, and we love you. Thank you for making this our home. By choice. Our mother could not have chosen better.
Published in Williston Pioneer on Mar. 7, 2013
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