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Camille Johnson
Bryant
Jun 8, 1950 — Sep 25, 2026
Cabot, AR
Wednesday
12:00 - 1:30 pm (Central time)
Wednesday
Starts at 2:00 pm (Central time)
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Mount Carmel Cemetery
3:00 - 4:00 pm (Central time)
“I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.” — Philippians 4:12
Camille Johnson Bryant, 76, passed from this life in the early morning hours of September 25, 2026, after a life that could perhaps best be described by one of the verses that meant so much to her: she knew what it was to have plenty, she knew what it was to have little, and somewhere along the way she learned the secret of being content through it all.
Camille was born June 8, 1950, in Helena, Arkansas, to Robert “Bob” Truman Johnson and Shirley Allen Johnson. The second of four children, she grew up surrounded by family and hard work. Much of her childhood and young adulthood was spent working in her father’s grocery store, Johnson’s Market, where she continued working until 1990.
She attended Miller Hawkins School of Business in Memphis, Tennessee, living with her aunt and the Bottenfield family during her year there. But according to her younger sister Kim, Camille had known since she was a little girl what she really wanted to be when she grew up.
She wanted to be a mother.
Of all the titles Camille would hold during her 76 years, that may have been the one she treasured most.
Camille was married to Gary Doyle Bryant for 18 years. They would raise two children, Gary Chandler Bryant and Leigh Adrienne Bryant Thomas.
Following her years at Johnson’s Market, Camille moved to Memphis and worked as a bookkeeper for a dentist. She later moved to Cabot, Arkansas, where her sister Stephanie and brother-in-law Bill Dixon lived.
She first kept the books for Steinger Sam’s Auto Parts before an opportunity opened at Cabot Public Schools. She began as an assistant in payroll and later became head of payroll when her predecessor retired.
To Camille, payroll was more than numbers on a page. Over the years, she helped countless teachers, educators and school employees navigate the sometimes overwhelming process of beginning a new job and getting everything in order. In the days surrounding her death, many of those people remembered not merely that Camille was good at her job, but that she was patient, kind and genuinely interested in helping them.
Her kids remember her employment at the school somewhat differently. Having your mother work for the school district meant that somehow she frequently knew what you had done before you had a chance to do it.
Camille worked for Cabot Public Schools until retiring following her diagnosis with chronic myeloid leukemia in 2008.
That diagnosis began a long chapter that would test the words of Philippians 4:12 again and again.
Camille battled leukemia for 18 years. Along the way came diabetes, multiple hospitalizations for respiratory failure in 2013 and again in 2016, a stroke, an amputation and eventually an infection that her body simply could not overcome. Since January 2025, her family had lovingly joked that Camille was quite literally “on her last leg.”
She would have appreciated the joke.
In fact, if you knew Camille, you knew laughter was rarely far away. She loved a practical joke and was always willing to do something silly if it meant making somebody else laugh. Her nieces affectionately called her “Aunt Happy Meal.”
Camille was fun. She was funny. She was fiercely loyal. And she loved people exceptionally well.
Her sister Kim remembers that whether you were Camille’s sibling, cousin, friend, child, grandchild or great-grandchild, you never had to wonder whether she loved you.
You knew.
She was also a loyal fan. Camille cheered for the home team regardless of whether they were having a championship season or could barely find the end zone. Although her family strongly suspects the 2026 Arkansas Razorback football team may have tested both her loyalty and her will to live.
But something her family will always remember was that Camille cheered just as loudly for the band as she did for the football team—even when she didn’t have a child or grandchild in it. The people participating mattered to her more than the scoreboard.
Her faith and service to others were woven throughout her life. Camille was an active member of First United Methodist Church in Marianna, where she was also involved in P.E.O., before moving to Cabot. There, she became a member of Cabot United Methodist Church and later The Vine. In her younger years she sang in church choirs, and she played the piano. Her children remember a home filled with their mother’s singing—a sound that remains with them today.
Following serious respiratory illness, her family made a decision in 2016 that would become one of the great blessings of Camille’s later life. Her home was sold and a “Grandma wing” was built onto Adrienne and Lucas Thomas’s home.
There, Camille spent the remainder of her life surrounded by family and helping care for the grandchildren and, eventually, great-grandchildren she loved so deeply. Her family believes those years added not only quantity to Camille’s life, but immeasurable quality as well.
Camille never needed much to be happy. She could find joy when she had plenty and joy when she had little. She lived frugally, worked hard, loved deeply and gave freely of herself. She didn’t need grand adventures or faraway destinations. In fact, after one trip to Germany with Gary, she apparently determined that airplanes and world travel were highly overrated and was perfectly content to keep both feet much closer to Arkansas soil.
Camille was preceded in death by her infant son; her parents, Robert “Bob” Truman Johnson and Shirley Allen Johnson; and her sister, Stephanie Dixon.
She leaves behind her brother, Robin Johnson and his wife, Pam; her sister, Kim Felker and her husband, Marcus; her son, Gary Chandler “Chad” Bryant and his wife, Angela; and her daughter, Leigh Adrienne Bryant Thomas and her husband, Lucas.
Few things brought Camille more joy than being a grandmother. She leaves behind twelve grandchildren: Amber Leigh Thomas; Stephanie Camille Thomas; Valerie Grace Thomas Moss and her husband, Caleb; Jeffrey Joseph David Crane Jr.; Logan Chandler Bryant; Jaden Allen Bryant; Ava Michelle Bryant; Brayden Tate Thomas; Cooper Baylin Thomas; Truman Sawyer Bryant; Briggs Grayson Thomas; and Berkeley Claire Thomas.
She was also blessed to know and love two great-grandchildren, Russell Coy Moss and Madison Mae Moss. Her grandchildren and great-grandchildren all live in Lonoke County, allowing family to remain an everyday part of her life rather than something reserved for holidays.
During Camille’s final eight days in the hospital, her family watched a woman who had fought for so long come to peace with the fact that her fight was finished. She had already told them she was tired. She was ready to go home to her Lord and Savior and ready to see the parents, sister, infant son, grandparents and loved ones who had gone before her.
For those left behind, that goodbye is much harder.
In the days surrounding her death, message after message arrived describing Camille as sweet, kind, genuine, helpful and loving. They came from family, friends, former coworkers, teachers and people whose lives crossed hers for only a season.
One person summed her up in three words:
“Camille was love.”
Perhaps that is her greatest earthly legacy.
Her son Chad says that because he was raised by a mother who loved the way Camille loved, when the time came for him to understand the love of Jesus, it was much easier for him to recognize.
Camille knew what it was to be in need.
She knew what it was to have plenty.
She knew sickness and health, laughter and tears, struggle and joy. Through all of it, she learned to be content. And when her strength finally ran out, she knew the One from whom her strength had always come.
She spent much of her life wanting very little for herself and everything for the people she loved.
She wanted to be a mother.
She became one.
And she was extraordinarily good at it.
Funeral services will be 2:00 p.m., Wednesday, September 30, 2026 at The Vine, 1122 S Second St., Cabot, AR with interment to follow at Mount Carmel Cemetery. Visitation will be 12:00-1:30 p.m. at the church. Arrangements by Moore's Cabot Funeral Home, 501-843-5816.
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