Carnel Dean Mitchell was born on April 28, 1963. He was the fifth child and second son of Charles Henry Mitchell and Sadye Joyce Mitchell who both preceded him in death. He was raised in Philadelphia with his siblings until the age of 16, when he moved with his brother to Anchorage, Alaska where he made his home.

Carnel leaves behind so many he loved and who loved him in return. First, his eight beautiful children, Carnel (25), his name sake and 1st born son, Jasmine (23), his first little girl, Kendra and DeAdra (17), his first set of twins and 2nd & 3rd little girls, Vanile (16), his look alike and 2nd born son, Monique (15), his 4th little lady and last, but not least, Angelique and Elijah (12), another set of perfect twins, his 3rd son and 5th daughter. They were all the joy and peace of his life.

He also leaves behind his only brother, Charles Henry Mitchell, Jr. (Shine), who he shared a special bond and love that only true brothers could know; his sisters, Kathy Alexander, with whom he entrusted his beloved Monique and Vanile, Deborah Morris, the one that lived so far away, he always viewed as his good Christian sister, Darlene Davis, was his confidant, he knew he could always depend on her, Crystal Gatson was his buddy, they shared many heartfelt talks and extreme laughter. Candi Davie was his baby sister; he always viewed her as a kid and had trouble believing that she had actually grown into a woman and a host of nieces and nephews that will remember him always as the most fun uncle ever.

If the measure of a man's life is in the love that surrounds him, Carnel was a rich man. For he leaves behind, so much love….his children, his siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins and the many friends that came to his bedside in death when family couldn't be there. Carnel was a blessed man, who knew the Lord and it was a blessing to know him. He had such a sweet spirit, a big laugh and beautiful smile. Without warning, Carnel could make you laugh your head off! He was kind and fun and full of life. He had so many hopes and dreams for his future. He always strived to be a better man for his children's sake. Although he may have fallen short, as we all do, he tried. And for that……we love him, for that…..we thank him, for that…..we are proud to call him, one of our own.

Our Dad, Our Brother, Our Uncle, Our Nephew, Our Cousin and Our Friend.

A private graveside service will be held at noon on Saturday, May 22, 2010 in the Morris Family Cemetery with the Rev. Peggy Brice, officiating.