Jennifer Wilkins Woods

WOODSDURHAM Jennifer June Wilkins Woods, 37, died on Thursday, October 6, 2011 in a tragic car accident on Sherron Road in Durham.Jennifer was born to John Edward Wilkins and Carolyn Dunn Wilkins on October 5, 1974. She was a lifelong resident of Redwood Road in Durham where she was raised with her two sisters, April and Vicki. Jennifer graduated from Southern High School in the class of 92, and was currently employed with the City of Durham Transportation Department. Jennifer’s love of reading led her become a Twilight fan and she was a member of multiple Twilight related groups.Jennifer was survived by her mother, Carolyn Dunn Wilkins, and her 5 children, Bret Woods 18, Tyler Woods 15, Shawn Woods 12, Jordan Woods 11 and Morgan Woods 7, all of the home. Jennifer’s husband, Danny Wayne Woods and his daughter, Peyton, also of Durham; grandmother, Dorothy Rudd Dunn of Durham; her sister, Vicki Wilkins Evans and husband, Howard and their children, Jasmine and her daughters, Evelyn, Kassandra, Katherine, Nicholas and Nathaniel of Sneads Ferry, NC; her sister, April Wilkins Carillo and husband, Pablo of Texas and their children, Jonathan Childress and wife, Kristina and daughter, Ava and son, Cai of Durham, Justin Clark and wife Cassondra and their son Joseph of Durham and Joshua Clark of Sneads Ferry. Jennifer is also survived by her extended family, Amanda Stanley and Samantha Stanley, Jessica Huffman and her son, Pacey and Samantha Huffman and fiancé’ Billy Davie, her aunt, Robin Wilkins-Evans; Nathan Glasgow, Domnic Sandoval, Tyler Burgette and Josh Hall. Jennifer was preceded in death by her father, John Edward Wilkins, her paternal grandparents, Jesse and Alice Wilkins and her maternal grandfather, Samuel Dunn.The memorial visitation will be held at Hudson Funeral Home on Saturday, October 15, 2011 from 2 p.m. The family will receive friends at other times at the home of her mother, 2439 Redwood Road. There will be a private interment of Jennifer’s ashes to be held at a later date. “Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. When each tick of the second-hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does.” -Twilight