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Abraham Allen “Dick” Carter

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Abraham Allen “Dick” Carter

Birth
Death
29 Jan 1952 (aged 96)
Burial
Perry Township, Gallia County, Ohio, USA GPS-Latitude: 38.8039703, Longitude: -82.4041901
Memorial ID
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s/o Thomas & Isabell (Waddell)

This obituary was found in a family member's scrapbook, and without a source. An excerpt is presented here, without the poem:

"....So it was, as the grey dawn of morning crept across the eastern horizon, death came once again and reminded us that life is but a vapor that appeareth for a time, and then vanishes away. This time, the call was answered by another of our honored and respected citizens.

Abraham Allen Carter was the son of Thomas and Elizabeth (sic) Waddell Carter. He was born on a farm on the lower river road near Gallipolis, Ohio on March 7, 1855 and then departed this life at this home near Cadmus, Ohio January 29, 1952 at the age of 96 years, 10 months, 22 days.

On December 17, 1877 he was united in marriage to Amelia J. Evans. To this happy union four children were born. His wife and three children preceded him in death. One daughter, Mrs. Zella Grate of Cadmus, Ohio survives to mourn the loss of a devoted father and companion. Besides the abovementioned daughter he leaves one brother, Charles E. Carter of Springfield, Ohio, Two grandsons, Willard and Glenn Grate of Cadmus, Ohio and three great-grandchildren, Charles Glenn, Donna Jean, and Betty Elaine Grate.

He will be greatly missed by these five young lives who looked to Grandpa as a friend in every worthy enterprise and who, with his kindly words, always seemed able to soothe the deepest hurt. To them he was all and to his advice they always paid heed. To them the words of counsel, and example of a true love of his maker whom he loved and served in his home, will grow throughout his the years as a living monument to his memory.

"Uncle Dick", as he was affectionately known by both old and young, was tenderly cared for in his home by his daughter and grandson, Glenn. We can say that Mr. Carter's hospitality was unbounded with nothing too good for his guests and friends that was possible for him to bestow. His judgement in secular affairs was considered sound, safe, and wise and often sought and appreciated by his fellow man.

In his demise his daughter loses a loving father, his kindred a true friend, the community in which he lived, a helpful neighbor. It is not proper that we should let the lives of our friends vanish, but let us live our lives in such an upright and honorable way that they become a true realization of the high standards of the ones who have gone before us."

...*the obituary closes with 12 lines of poetry
s/o Thomas & Isabell (Waddell)

This obituary was found in a family member's scrapbook, and without a source. An excerpt is presented here, without the poem:

"....So it was, as the grey dawn of morning crept across the eastern horizon, death came once again and reminded us that life is but a vapor that appeareth for a time, and then vanishes away. This time, the call was answered by another of our honored and respected citizens.

Abraham Allen Carter was the son of Thomas and Elizabeth (sic) Waddell Carter. He was born on a farm on the lower river road near Gallipolis, Ohio on March 7, 1855 and then departed this life at this home near Cadmus, Ohio January 29, 1952 at the age of 96 years, 10 months, 22 days.

On December 17, 1877 he was united in marriage to Amelia J. Evans. To this happy union four children were born. His wife and three children preceded him in death. One daughter, Mrs. Zella Grate of Cadmus, Ohio survives to mourn the loss of a devoted father and companion. Besides the abovementioned daughter he leaves one brother, Charles E. Carter of Springfield, Ohio, Two grandsons, Willard and Glenn Grate of Cadmus, Ohio and three great-grandchildren, Charles Glenn, Donna Jean, and Betty Elaine Grate.

He will be greatly missed by these five young lives who looked to Grandpa as a friend in every worthy enterprise and who, with his kindly words, always seemed able to soothe the deepest hurt. To them he was all and to his advice they always paid heed. To them the words of counsel, and example of a true love of his maker whom he loved and served in his home, will grow throughout his the years as a living monument to his memory.

"Uncle Dick", as he was affectionately known by both old and young, was tenderly cared for in his home by his daughter and grandson, Glenn. We can say that Mr. Carter's hospitality was unbounded with nothing too good for his guests and friends that was possible for him to bestow. His judgement in secular affairs was considered sound, safe, and wise and often sought and appreciated by his fellow man.

In his demise his daughter loses a loving father, his kindred a true friend, the community in which he lived, a helpful neighbor. It is not proper that we should let the lives of our friends vanish, but let us live our lives in such an upright and honorable way that they become a true realization of the high standards of the ones who have gone before us."

...*the obituary closes with 12 lines of poetry


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