Note: Sallie's stone has incorrect death date of 12 November 1917. Death certificate #34906: Sally Shelten Graybill, age 94y 1m 12d. d. 18 Oct 1917, buried 20 Oct 1917. Death "caused by a fall-resulting in a broken hip, accidental."

"Obituary of Sallie S. Woodward
Sallie S. Woodward was born August 6th, 1823, VA. and died at the home of her grandson, Sam'l Grabill, her old home where she had lived since before the Civil War. She died October 18, 1917, at the age of 94 years, 2 months and 12 days. She married John Grabill January 2, 1840, who preceded her to the great beyond in December, 1898. To this union five children were born, namely Henry, who died in infancy; John, who when last heard from, was in Vada, Phelps Co., MO; Andrew, who died in 1895; David, who resides in Ione, Oregon; and Rhoda Blankenship, who resides in Brooklyn, MO and is in very poor health. None of her children were able to be with her at the time of her death. Besides these children, she leaves 24 grandchildren and 37 great grandchildren to mourn her death.

She was converted at the age of sixteen at a camp meeting in Lee Co., VA, and joined the M.E. South Church, of which she was ever after lived a consistent member."

"Grandmother in the Timber"
"...My great grandmother, Sallie S. (Woodward) Grabill, was the wife of John Grabill. They came to Missouri from Lee county, Virginia, in 1844 and settled in Harrison county in 1849. She was ray(sic) pride & joy, she was rather stern but oh so knowledgeable, she was born before her time. I marveled at her even though I was very young. She always kept a pen of chickens, which she fed milk & corn, so fat & tender. They had a wood stove, always a kettle of water on. She could see company coming for quite a ways. She could have a chicken killed, dressed and on to cook by the time they got to the house. She would make up small dried apple pies in the winter by the tub full, put them outside to freeze. So easy to have a hot pie with the stove hot, just put them in the oven. I so admired her frankness and honesty. She smoked a clay pipe which she kept in her apron pocket. After burning a hole in her apron one day, she said," If I can't do any better than that, I just won't smoke any more."
"Grandmother in the Timber" lived with Uncle Sam and Aunt Birdie Grabill west of Eagleville, MO."
--excerpt from "I Remember" by Bess White, great-granddaughter of Sallie S. Woodward Grabill