|Birth: ||Aug. 7, 1904|
|Death: ||Oct. 1, 2002|
Mrs. Ethel McCormick Smith, age 98, died Tuesday at Willow Pond Assisted Living, under the care of Ogeechee Area Hospice. She was a native and lifelong resident of Bulloch County, having lived in Brooklet most of his life. She was a member of Brooklet First Baptist Church since 1912. She was the Senior Womens Sunday School teacher for 70 years and the Sunday School class was named in her honor. She was the president and director for Womens Mission Society and the Historian Leader at Brooklet First Baptist Church. She was the Homecoming Reunion chairman and for many years was the director of the Training Union Program and was the director of vacation Bible School for more than 25 years. She was the founder of the Benevolence Committee at Brooklet First Baptist Church.
She was a teacher in Georgia for 43 years. She was the founder and president for more than 30 years of the Keenage Club. She was an officer for Georgia Education Association and a past officer and charter member of Georgia Retired Teachers Association. She was a charter member of Delta Kappa Gamma Honorary Educators Society and was the president of the Brooklet Garden Club. Mrs. Ethel's most valuable asset was her beloved husband, Mr. Hamp Smith, who recently celebrated his 100th birthday.
Surviving are her husband of 52 years, Hamp Smith of Brooklet; and many nieces and nephews.
The funeral service for Mrs. Smith will be held Friday at 11 a.m. at Brooklet First Baptist Church with Elder Randy Waters, Elder Emory Proctor and Rev. Doug McCart officiating. Burial will be in Brooklet City Cemetery. Hodges-Turner-Anderson Funeral Home.
Statesboro Herald – 03 Oct 2002
When Earth's last picture is painted.
And the tubes are twisted and dried.
When the oldest colors have faded.
And the youngest critic has died.
We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it.
Lie down for an aeon or two.
'Til the Master of all good workmen,
Shall put us to work anew.
And those that were good shall be happy.
They'll sit in a golden chair.
They'll splash at a ten league canvas,
With brushes of comet's hair.
They'll find real saints to draw from,
Magdalene, Peter, and Paul.
They'll work for an age at a sitting,
And never be tired at all.
And only the Master shall praise us.
And only the Master shall blame.
And no one will work for the money.
No one will work for the fame.
But each for the joy of the working,
And each, in his separate star,
Will draw the thing as he sees it.
For the God of things as they are!
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