From an undated newspaper clipping contained in family documents

OBITUARY
Aaron Culver departed this life June 16th, aged 78 years, 9 months, and 9 days.

The deceased was a native of the state of Maryland, having migrated to Ripley County, Indiana at an early day in the Territorial history of the country. He was a soldier of the war of 1812, known in American history as the “late war.” In his twenty-first year he married Miss Cassander House, with whom, by the grace of God, he was permitted to live a long, quiet, useful and happy life.

They became the parents fourteen children – eight sons and six daughters – three of whom died in infancy, two when nearly grown, and the remainder still survive to mourn their irreparable loss. In the eventful year of ’49, his wife, the companion of this youth, fell a victim to that fearful scourge, Asiatic cholera. The darkness of death having severed the conjugal tie, he soon became wary of loneliness, and contracted a matrimonial alliance with Mrs. Mary Reddish, a widow of Switzerland county, with whom he lived in peace and amity until his decease, leaving her for the third time in her sad career, a disconsolate widow; but she realizes that He who temper the winds to the shorn lamb gives consolation even in the darkest hour of trial and distress.

Bro. Culver united with the Baptist Church in his youth, and was an honored and consistent member of that pious and Christian people. At length, however, he identified himself with the Disciples of Christ, in which a connection he continued until his death.

By occupation he was a farmer – not slothful, but diligent in business; honest in purpose, just in dealing – stern in resolution – the unpaid reaper never left his field, nor came the unfed beggar tottering from his door. A neighbor to the needy; a friend to the poor; hospitable, kind and good.

His final sickness was brought on by exposure, through great anxiety for the faithful erection of a log barn for a son-in-law; it was of twenty five days duration, borne with patience and resignation, when death came to his relief; his sprit went to the paradise of God, and his body to the tomb, to await the resurrection of the Just. The funeral services were conducted by the writer in the presence of a large concourse of neighbors and friends, including a large number of the relatives, who with funeral step and solemn tread, followed the remains to their last resting place, in the sacred spot selected and consecrated by his own hand as a family burying ground.
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