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Christopher Walton Saunders

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Christopher Walton Saunders

Birth
USA
Death
20 Dec 1937 (aged 72)
USA
Burial
Richmond, Richmond City, Virginia, USA Add to Map
Plot
Section 26, Lot 82N
Memorial ID
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Christopher Walton Saunders owned a farm and mining operation called "Mica Mine" in Hanover, County, VA outside of Ashland, VA. He sold mica particularly during the Great War. Sometime after the War, Walton and his wife Gertrude were returning from a shopping trip to Richmond, VA by means of the Trolley between Ashland and the VA capitol, when they discovered their house in the final stages of burning down. All was lost. At the time, Walton's son Junius, Sr. lived on the farm with his wife. The families moved to Ashland, where Walton started the 1st National Bank of Ashland and served as President.

Walton and Gertrude retired in Ashland. He loved cigars, a trait inherited by his eldest son Walton "Skeeter" Saunders. His grandchildren vividly remember his cigar rituals and the importance of a good cigar and a cigar box. I too recall the enveloping scent of tobacco at the home of my great-uncle Skeeter, who seemed to derive endless pleasure from his leather chair, handwrapped cigars and young nephews unsuccessfully wanting to share in the ritual with their Uncle Skeeter.
Christopher Walton Saunders owned a farm and mining operation called "Mica Mine" in Hanover, County, VA outside of Ashland, VA. He sold mica particularly during the Great War. Sometime after the War, Walton and his wife Gertrude were returning from a shopping trip to Richmond, VA by means of the Trolley between Ashland and the VA capitol, when they discovered their house in the final stages of burning down. All was lost. At the time, Walton's son Junius, Sr. lived on the farm with his wife. The families moved to Ashland, where Walton started the 1st National Bank of Ashland and served as President.

Walton and Gertrude retired in Ashland. He loved cigars, a trait inherited by his eldest son Walton "Skeeter" Saunders. His grandchildren vividly remember his cigar rituals and the importance of a good cigar and a cigar box. I too recall the enveloping scent of tobacco at the home of my great-uncle Skeeter, who seemed to derive endless pleasure from his leather chair, handwrapped cigars and young nephews unsuccessfully wanting to share in the ritual with their Uncle Skeeter.


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