Helen W. Rollins

helen rollins

September 29, 1921 ~ October 12, 2000

Resided in: Charlotte, NC

Helen Whitehead Rollins, 79, died Thursday, October 12, 2000, in a Charlotte hospital.

Mrs. Rollins was a native of Chester, SC,, was a daughter of the late Thomas L. and Elizabeth Whitehead, and was married to the late Robert K. Rollins.

She is survived by two daughters, Joyce Allison and her husband Bobby and Kathy Newell, all of Charlotte; three grandchildren, Christopher Newell and Rebecca and Deborah Allison; two sisters, Hazel Epps of Fort Mill, SC and Dorothy Broadnax of Surfside Beach, SC; and a brother, Bobby Whitehead of Laurinburg.

Graveside services will be at 1:00 pm Saturday at Green Hills Cemetery with the Rev. Paul Raybon officiating. Her family will receive friends immediately following the service.

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  1. Grandmother,

    I miss you so much already. I want to know that you’re much better off where you’re at, but I’m selfish and want my Grandmother back too. Not the Grandmother of the past year, but the one who used to fight with Daddy and who doesn’t want a cat named after her and who would take naps with me in the afternoon. Your death is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to deal with. I thought I was ready emotionally but I was fooling myself. I’ll miss you every day. Maybe the pain in my heart will eventually subside but the memories of you will always be fresh.

    I love you.


  2. Grandmother,

    I thought the hurt would start to fade some by now. I want you back here with us where you can laugh and tease and watch your soap operas like you used to. It’s so sad that you’re not here with me. I know you’re probably better off in Heaven, and everyone keeps saying that, but it doesn’t help the fact that I miss you and want you with me. I should have never let you go into the nursing home. I should have kept you with me and you’d still be here now. I love you.

  3. Grandmother,

    I miss you so much. Right when I think I’m finally coming to term with your death, it hits me that you’re not here anymore. I hope you’re in a better place but I just can’t make myself believe that. A better place would be with me – where I could take care of you and you could be with me. I love you so much and I miss you. Please look out for me and pray for me. I need to know you’re okay.

    love, Becky

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