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Sherri lived a vibrant life full of passion, generosity, inquiry, accomplishments and passion for life. At age 79, the Parkinson's Disease she had fought for 25 years got the better of her. She left us quietly, comfortable and at peace on November 16, 2020.

Sherri was born and grew up in Chicago until 4th grade when her family moved to Rochester, NY. She leaves her four children: Pamela, her husband Brett, two children and two grandchildren; Glenn and his three children, Denise, her husband Ken, and their two children; and Kenny, his wife Lisa, and their child. She was such a wonderful daughter, sister, mother, grand-mother and great-grandmother. Also, she leaves her brother Alan, his wife Margo, their children and grandchildren; and her brother David, his wife Judie, and their children.

Sherri was a popular girl at Brighton High School in Rochester. She started college but soon married and had four children. As a military wife, she lived all over the country and even in Japan before settling down in Memphis, TN. Sherri's careers were a fascinating mix of interests; she was an EKG technician when she met her husband, and later in life she was a TV news journalist, a radio talk show host with a 3-hour daily show on current affairs, a realtor, and more. She brought a sense of fun to everything, from water skiing to travel around the world. Sherri was always up for an adventure. In the late 1980's Sherri moved to California; she loved living there amongst family and many friends. She will be laid to rest in San Diego, California near her beloved parents, Harry & Millie Wolf.

Sherri was diagnosed with Parkinsons at the age of 54; she refused to let the disease slow her down, and continued to live a full life with gardening, photography, and always being a mom and grandma. She collected quotes and here is one of her favorites, which she certainly lived up to until the very end:

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving softly in a well-preserved body; BUT rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, proclaining "WOW, WHAT A RIDE!" (Hunter S. Thompson)