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David Lee Tucker

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David Lee Tucker

Birth
North Salem, Hendricks County, Indiana, USA
Death
16 Mar 1926 (aged 74)
Plainfield, Hendricks County, Indiana, USA
Burial
North Salem, Hendricks County, Indiana, USA GPS-Latitude: 39.8586719, Longitude: -86.6371633
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His obituary from the March 25, 1926 Republican:

David L. Tucker, son of Dandridge and Catharine Davis Tucker, was born in Eel River township, February 13, 1852. He laid life's burdens down March 16, 1926, in his seventy-fifth year.

He was married to Lillian Overstreet of Lizton, December 31, 1903, whom he leaves with his niece, Leora Kennedy, his brother, Nathan A. Tucker, and sister, Miranda Frances Martin of Jamestown, and his brother, Robert Ellsworth Tucker of Wellington, New Zealand, together with a host of friends to mourn his departure.

He was a gentleman of the old school, a man of gentle tact and careful courtesy, which distinguished him and which had its origin in the his inbred kindness. It was characteristic of him, that while a man of positive convictions, in the affairs of life, and who had the courage of his convictions, was big enough to respect those who differed from him.

Fraternally, he was a member of Knights of Pythias lodge of Jamestown, and a member of the Masonic lodge of North Salem. He joined the Christian life that never wavered to the end of the way.

The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. We are born to die so death is no accident whether it comes soon or late. Upon those who mourn today may the Heavenly dew of the Master's grace, fall. Upon her, who mateless and companionless must walk the path of her future, may heaven breathe its holiest consolation, support her while drooping under the great loss and loneliness, by enriching her mind with a high and calming faith. To Leora, the child of his heart, may it be a heritage to remember that Uncle Dave went down into the valley and shadow, praying heaven's choicest blessings might rest upon and abide with her. Upon the kindred, near and far knit by the ties of blood and now drawn still closer by the inspiration of sorrow, may the healing grace of love abide.

As we lay his mortal remains away beneath the clods of the valley, may a sense of our loss be sunk in a sense of his gain, in the Father's house, where there are many mansions.
His obituary from the March 25, 1926 Republican:

David L. Tucker, son of Dandridge and Catharine Davis Tucker, was born in Eel River township, February 13, 1852. He laid life's burdens down March 16, 1926, in his seventy-fifth year.

He was married to Lillian Overstreet of Lizton, December 31, 1903, whom he leaves with his niece, Leora Kennedy, his brother, Nathan A. Tucker, and sister, Miranda Frances Martin of Jamestown, and his brother, Robert Ellsworth Tucker of Wellington, New Zealand, together with a host of friends to mourn his departure.

He was a gentleman of the old school, a man of gentle tact and careful courtesy, which distinguished him and which had its origin in the his inbred kindness. It was characteristic of him, that while a man of positive convictions, in the affairs of life, and who had the courage of his convictions, was big enough to respect those who differed from him.

Fraternally, he was a member of Knights of Pythias lodge of Jamestown, and a member of the Masonic lodge of North Salem. He joined the Christian life that never wavered to the end of the way.

The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. We are born to die so death is no accident whether it comes soon or late. Upon those who mourn today may the Heavenly dew of the Master's grace, fall. Upon her, who mateless and companionless must walk the path of her future, may heaven breathe its holiest consolation, support her while drooping under the great loss and loneliness, by enriching her mind with a high and calming faith. To Leora, the child of his heart, may it be a heritage to remember that Uncle Dave went down into the valley and shadow, praying heaven's choicest blessings might rest upon and abide with her. Upon the kindred, near and far knit by the ties of blood and now drawn still closer by the inspiration of sorrow, may the healing grace of love abide.

As we lay his mortal remains away beneath the clods of the valley, may a sense of our loss be sunk in a sense of his gain, in the Father's house, where there are many mansions.


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