Sandy Workman was the kindest, most generous and most honest person that I ever knew. She single-handedly supported and raised a large family after being prematurely widowed and left without resources. Her family was her joy. I hope she's being rewarded for all the good she did in her life.
Marsha, I could not agree more. The last time I saw Sandy was when she walked up to me at one of our reunions (35??) with a big smile on her face. I was so suprised her hair was all gray! Now I know why. She was a sweet, gentle soul.
The first time I met Sandy was when she was performing the high school girl in Kenosha Little Theatre's production of Bye! Bye! Birdie. She had such a sweet voice and a wonderful grace about herself. Then, I met her at a class reunion. It is quite a loss for us. She's probably singing with the angels at God's Right Hand. Does anyone know the cause of death?
Our children use to play together when they were young. I lost contact with her when I moved to Texas.
I found the information below on Sandy but could not find the cause of death.
Sandra Salewski
Sandra Salewski, 66 of Marmaduke passed from this life Tuesday December 4, 2012 at her residence. She was born on March 30, 1946 in Jacksonville, Florida to the late James and Dorothy (Rittenhouse) Workman.
Sandra was preceded in death by her parents, and husband: Ralph Salewski
Ms. Salewski is survived by two sons: James Salewski of Gordonsville, Tennessee, John Salewski of Ronks, Pennsylvania; two daughters: Dodi Bright: of Marmaduke, Ingrid Upchurch of Lafe; one brother: James Workman of Clearwater, Florida; nine grandchildren, five great- grandchildren and a host of other relatives and friends.
I first met Sandy when we were in kindergarten at Grant School in Kenosha. I left for parochial school and we lost touch until 9th grade, when we both went to Washington Jr.and on through Bradford.
After graduation from Bradford, Sandy attended a missionary college in Texas and later attended the UW Extension, but never got the right credits to get a degree, She married another Kenoshan, Ralph Salewski, a truck driver by profession and 8 years Sandy's senior. He built the home they occupied in Kenosha until job opportunities caused the family to move to Columbus, GA (the southern part of the state). Sandy and I kept in touch - albeit not frequently - after I moved to the Atlanta metro area (the north central part of the state) in 1983. Ralph became ill and died in 1988 at the age of 50 years, leaving Sandy with four children and no income. Sandy eventually found a good job working as a supervisor in a battery factory in Columbus. Later she moved to Kentucky to be with her son. I'm not sure how she ended up in Arkansas.
Sandy's willingness to engage in any innocent fun, however silly, was one of her endearing traits. I remember riding our bikes around the north side of town singing "We're Off to See the Wizard" at the top of our lungs. While seniors in high school, she and I wanted to go trick-or-treating just for the fun of it, but knew that many of the locals frowned upon teenagers doing this. To hide our age, we made up a 4-legged cow costume that didn't allow any faces to be seen and required both of us to bend over and just stick out our Halloween sacks.
Sandy was the sort ot a good friend who would allow you to unburden your troubles while not saying a word about her own. Throughout everything, she never lost her cheer, her optimism, and her strong religious beliefs.
I learned of her passing via a voice mail left on my home phone by her daughter, who must have found my name and number in Sandy's phone book. When I tried the call back number I was given, I learned it was a nursing home in Arkansas. The home would not or could not give me any contact info on the family. I had to search the internet to get the particulars about her funeral. Given the short notice, I asked a local florist to send flowers to the funeral home in the belief that they would be more reliable than a national service. After business hours on the evening of the funeral, however, the damn florist sent me an e-mail saying they could not fill my order because they DIDN"T HAVE THE RIGHT COLOR FLOWERS! Idiots! So my long time friend left without any acknowledgement from me of how much I valued her and how much she would be missed.
Marsha K. Kellman (Klevickis)
Sandy Workman was the kindest, most generous and most honest person that I ever knew. She single-handedly supported and raised a large family after being prematurely widowed and left without resources. Her family was her joy. I hope she's being rewarded for all the good she did in her life.
Wanda R. Burch (Hillmer)
Marsha, I could not agree more. The last time I saw Sandy was when she walked up to me at one of our reunions (35??) with a big smile on her face. I was so suprised her hair was all gray! Now I know why. She was a sweet, gentle soul.
Rodney (Rod) R. Fraid
The first time I met Sandy was when she was performing the high school girl in Kenosha Little Theatre's production of Bye! Bye! Birdie. She had such a sweet voice and a wonderful grace about herself. Then, I met her at a class reunion. It is quite a loss for us. She's probably singing with the angels at God's Right Hand. Does anyone know the cause of death?
Marsha K. Kellman (Klevickis)
I know that she died in a nursing home in Arkansas, but I don't know the cause.
Barbara L. Guess (Franks)
Sandy was a wonderful devoted mother and wife.
Our children use to play together when they were young. I lost contact with her when I moved to Texas.
I found the information below on Sandy but could not find the cause of death.
Sandra Salewski
Sandra Salewski, 66 of Marmaduke passed from this life Tuesday December 4, 2012 at her residence. She was born on March 30, 1946 in Jacksonville, Florida to the late James and Dorothy (Rittenhouse) Workman.
Sandra was preceded in death by her parents, and husband: Ralph Salewski
Ms. Salewski is survived by two sons: James Salewski of Gordonsville, Tennessee, John Salewski of Ronks, Pennsylvania; two daughters: Dodi Bright: of Marmaduke, Ingrid Upchurch of Lafe; one brother: James Workman of Clearwater, Florida; nine grandchildren, five great- grandchildren and a host of other relatives and friends.
Marsha K. Kellman (Klevickis)
I first met Sandy when we were in kindergarten at Grant School in Kenosha. I left for parochial school and we lost touch until 9th grade, when we both went to Washington Jr.and on through Bradford.
After graduation from Bradford, Sandy attended a missionary college in Texas and later attended the UW Extension, but never got the right credits to get a degree, She married another Kenoshan, Ralph Salewski, a truck driver by profession and 8 years Sandy's senior. He built the home they occupied in Kenosha until job opportunities caused the family to move to Columbus, GA (the southern part of the state). Sandy and I kept in touch - albeit not frequently - after I moved to the Atlanta metro area (the north central part of the state) in 1983. Ralph became ill and died in 1988 at the age of 50 years, leaving Sandy with four children and no income. Sandy eventually found a good job working as a supervisor in a battery factory in Columbus. Later she moved to Kentucky to be with her son. I'm not sure how she ended up in Arkansas.
Sandy's willingness to engage in any innocent fun, however silly, was one of her endearing traits. I remember riding our bikes around the north side of town singing "We're Off to See the Wizard" at the top of our lungs. While seniors in high school, she and I wanted to go trick-or-treating just for the fun of it, but knew that many of the locals frowned upon teenagers doing this. To hide our age, we made up a 4-legged cow costume that didn't allow any faces to be seen and required both of us to bend over and just stick out our Halloween sacks.
Sandy was the sort ot a good friend who would allow you to unburden your troubles while not saying a word about her own. Throughout everything, she never lost her cheer, her optimism, and her strong religious beliefs.
I learned of her passing via a voice mail left on my home phone by her daughter, who must have found my name and number in Sandy's phone book. When I tried the call back number I was given, I learned it was a nursing home in Arkansas. The home would not or could not give me any contact info on the family. I had to search the internet to get the particulars about her funeral. Given the short notice, I asked a local florist to send flowers to the funeral home in the belief that they would be more reliable than a national service. After business hours on the evening of the funeral, however, the damn florist sent me an e-mail saying they could not fill my order because they DIDN"T HAVE THE RIGHT COLOR FLOWERS! Idiots! So my long time friend left without any acknowledgement from me of how much I valued her and how much she would be missed.