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Susan Dawn Rodgers, 65, of Hamilton, GA, passed away Sunday, August 14, 2022.
Susan was born on September 15, 1956 in Flint, Michigan, to the late B.L.and Alma Kelley. Susan attended West Coast Bible College earning an Associates degree. She began her devoted career as a Parapro for special needs. Susan met her future husband in college, Johnnie Rodgers, where the couple became inseparable. Susan and Johnnie were married June 24, 1978 in Eugene, Oregon. Susan and Johnnie settled in Georgia, where they raised their two sons.
Susan was never a stranger, and loved to talk. She was always your biggest cheerleader. She was always a helping hand, and had a love for serving others. Susan was a servant to God and a servant to people, she will forever live in our hearts as such. In all the light and love that she was and that gave. “There is another Alto singing in Heaven now”
Along with her parents, Susan was preceded in death by her husband of 38 loving years: Johnnie Rodgers. She is survived by her sons and daughter in law: Austin and Gaby Rodgers of Atlanta. Josh Rodgers of Meansville; grandchildren: Iris Rodgers, Alexis Fetters, and Paris Chamblee; brother: Patrick Kelley of Oglethorpe, GA and partner Gary Crank of Hamilton, GA.
A memorial service for Susan will be held Saturday, August 20, 2022 at 3pm at Go Church, 3935 Highway 34 East, Sharpsburg, GA. A visitation will be held at 2pm. If you would like to help a cause Susan was passionate about, please donate to Alma’s Closet for general assembly 2024.
Kathy D Chall says
Susan you will be missed. I know you will find babies in Heaven to rock and take care of. Austin and Joshua my heart is heavy and my prayers are with you and your families. Your Mom was an amazing woman and Heaven has gained another angel. Just know that she is in your future. In His Love, Kathy Simmons-Chall
Hickory James says
Karma brings about a ruthless touch. Peace was made but many scars are here. An ounce of faith would cost a ton in misery. Loathe how every ounce of it ended in all the ways but I hope you found what you thought would be paradise.