Obituaries:Lillie Ann Kelly
Submitter:Carolyn P. Avery  Dec 2000
Source:West Carroll Gazette 30 May 1930



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MRS. LILLIE ANN KELLY,82, DIES HERE FRIDAY
Mother of Drs. Dan and Luther Kelly of This City

Mrs. Lillie Ann Kelly, 82, mother of Drs. Dan and Luther Kelly of Oak
Grove, died at the formers home here at 1:30 A.M., Friday, May 23.
Mrs. Kelly haad been an invalid for the past fifteen months following
an injury to her hip. Death was due to diabetis.

She was the wife of Dr. John F. Kelly, one of the pioneer physicians
of Louisiana who practiced medicine in Winn Parish for more than 40
years.  He preceded her to the grave twenty six years ago.

Mrs. Kelly is survived by one sister, Mrs. George Bolton of Alexandria,
and two sons, Drs. Dan and Luther Kelly, local physicians.

Impressive funeral services were held at her old home in Winnfield
after which all that was mortal of this grand old mother in Isreal
was tenderly conveyed to the silent city, where she now rests in peace.

Let us, if possible, gather up the elements of the life of the departed 
one and weave of them a picture for the walls of memory.  The book of 
life was  opened and a new name was written therein by the hand of love
Soon would the beauties of summer have charmed her coming. Her life was
a rare jewel, her spirt as gold refined in fire, ready for Heaven.

Gone from our sight! But because life and love is stronger than death
she is ours still.  She is still the mother of her children, upon whom
she doted with such clinging fondness, and the champion still of him 
who mourns earths greatest loss.  Might we not get a lesson from the 
poet Bryant:

So live that when thy summons comes to join
The unnumerable caravan that moves
To that mysterious realm where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death
Thou go like the quarry slave at night.
Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approch thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him and lies down to pleasent dreams.