Sara Jane Barnard Fetters, age 85, of Anderson, South Carolina, went to be with her Savior Jesus Christ on August 23, 2022.
Born on February 3, 1937, to Ralph Herbert Barnard and Dorothy Alice Hopkins Barnard in PawPaw, Michigan, the fifth of seven children.
Sara was married to her high school sweetheart Walter Howard Fetters for 65 years. Howard was the love of her life. Together they raised five children in Danville, Illinois. She was a wonderful and dedicated mother. Sara had many hobbies, to include; bread making, gardening, knitting/crocheting, sewing, painting, writing short stories, singing, playing the piano, and delivering Meals on Wheels. She drove her elderly friends to doctor appointments, the pharmacy and grocery store. Her favorite hobby of all was spending time with her grandchildren. They were her pride and joy.
She was predeceased by her parents and brothers Bruce, Roger and Jimmy, and grandson, Andrew.
She is survived by siblings; Mary, David (Jan), Nancy, her children; Tim (Carla), Chuck (Dot), Sue, Dave, Bill (Carrie), and grandchildren; Katelyn (Tyreek), Dominick, Brian (Morgan), Rebecca, Jessica (Shane), Jay (Jackie), McKenzie, McKayla, Haley (Ian), Lauren, Joshua, Tyler, and great-grandchildren; Andy, Journey, Rozylyn, JaKobe, McKinlee, Oliver, Hugo, Kyra, and Kinsley.
A memorial service is planned for 3pm on Saturday September 10th at Fellowship Baptist Church, 1500 E. Calhoun St, Anderson, SC for any and all who would like to join the family in honoring Sara Fetters. A Celebration of Life dinner will follow immediately after the service.
Memorials can be made in her honor to Hospice of the Upstate at www.hospiceoftheupstate.com or the Alzheimer’s Association at www.alz.org.
The Sosebee Mortuary and Crematory South Chapel is assisting the family with arrangements.
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Jeff Barnard says
August 26, 2022 at 5:18 pmEvery time I see a taco I think of my Aunt Sally (Sarah). I know that sounds odd. I never ate a taco until I was lucky enough to eat dinner with my cousin Dave. She made something(a taco) everyone knows today but was unusual at the time. My Aunt Sally was what I called her. I found out later that she preferred to be called Sarah her real name. I don’t know for certain how I started calling her Aunt Sally. I do know I loved her, my Uncle Howard and their entire family.
I pray my cousins have great peace and can see how blessed they are. I used to be very jealous of them. They were all so good looking and smart; I felt like I was so small and stupid in comparison as probably all young people do.
I loved Aunt Sarah’s smile. It is burned in my brain. All my love to you all.