Troup County GaArchives Obituaries.....Cofield, H. C. "Clay" May 25, 1927 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ga/gafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Candace [Teal] Gravelle http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00023.html#0005680 July 18, 2006, 12:30 am "The Roanoke Leader" Roanoke, Randolph Co., Alabama NEWSPAPER Issue of Wednesday, June 1, 1927 MR. W.W. COFIELD LOSES A SON IN LAGRANGE, GEORGIA Mr. H.C. Cofield, one of the city's best known and beloved citizens, died suddenly at his home, 306 South Greenwood street, Wednesday afternoon, May 25th at two o'clock. Mr. Cofield was born in Alabama but for the past several years had made his home in LaGrange where he had been engaged in the insurance business. He was a man of exceptionally fine character, honest and upright in all his dealings. He had gained the confidence and esteem of a large circle of friends who mourn his passing. The LaGrange Graphic. The deceased, known as Clay Cofield, was a son of Mr. W.W. Cofield of Roanoke, who has the sympathy of his many friends. Other reports say that Mr. Cofield had been helping two boys to get a car out of a ditch and having a bad heart, the exertion overcame him and he died soon after being carried home. ---- NEWSPAPER Issue of Wednesday, June 8, 1927 ALWAYS ROOM AT HOME FOR FATHER Readers of The Leader will recall that this paper carried last week a news story of the death in LaGrange, Georgia of Mr. H.C. Cofield, son of Mr. W.W. Cofield of Roanoke. The Sunday night before the death of the former on Wednesday, May 25th, his father went to see him, learning that he was ill at that time. Other members of the family connection gathered and the aged father finally remarked to his son that as so many others had come in, he would go over to the home of a daughter and spend the night. This suggestion brought forth the heartfelt response, "Father, there is always room for you in my house." This brings to light a bit of sentiment that makes telling appeal to the heart. Nothing strange that a normal son should entertain such feelings toward his father, to be sure. But all too rare are the cases when we express in words the appreciation that we feel toward those who are nearest and dearest to us. Here was a son who had lived to the half century mark, but who did not fail to express in generous, gentle terms his love and devotion to his honored father. And what a benediction these words will be to him as he treads the lonely way of life. How good to know that the son who preceded him to the land of rest at the journey's end was true and thoughtful of him in his last hours. How sweet to realize that death cannot destroy but only glorify the heavenly virtue, love. "Always room in my house for you, Dad"! Is every son and daughter so thoughtful of those who guided their tender feet and made easier for them the path of life? And is there always room in the heart, in the mind, of whose who have grown up and gone away from the parental roof? Is there always found expression of it in every word and deed? Too late when they are gone. Happy the parent, happy the child, where mutual love and confidence abound and where the flower of gratitude is nurtured by the offspring in kindly word and earnest deed. File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/ga/troup/obits/c/cofield4919gob.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.org/gafiles/ File size: 3.6 Kb