Ross County OhArchives Obituaries.....Hester, Jr., Harold Dwight January 15, 1942 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/oh/ohfiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Ralph Cokonougher rcokon@hotmail.com April 3, 2006, 3:59 pm From an old, undated newspaper clipping: Infant Hester. BAINBRIDGE, Jan. 16 - Harold Dwight Hester, infant son of Harold and Nora Spurgeon Hester, died early Friday at the residence, near South Salem. He was born Nov. 9, 1941. Surviving are his parents, one brother, five sisters and three grandparents. Funeral services will be conducted at 2:30 p.m. Saturday from the Methodist Church in South Salem, with the Rev. Taylor officiating. Burial in South Salem cemetery will be made by the Smith funeral home, Bainbridge. Additional Comments: The following obituary is from a typed page handed down in the family, with no source shown. It looks like those used at funerals of the era. I have copied it just as it is, spelling, punctuation, and all. "Scripture read by Rev. Charles P. Taylor. John II:I-37. Message 'Why Jesus Wept'. Saturday January 17, 1942. Harald Dwight Junior Son of Mr. & Mrs. Harald Hester was born November 9, 1941 and departed this life January 1942. He leaves to mourn his loss five sisters all at home on Lower Twin. Viola, Martha, Dorthy, Mary and Elizabath. Herald Dwight Junior also had one brother Lawrence. He leaves also two grand mothers. Mr. & Mrs. Frand Hester who reside on lower twin, and Mrs. Lillie Spuregon of lower twin. "There is a reaper whose name is death, And with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath And the flowers which grow between: Shall I have nought that is fair? saith he; Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again. He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooling leaves- - It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them into sheaves. My Lord hath need of these flowers gay, The reaper said, and smiled; Dear token of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. They all shall bloom in fields of light, Transplaned by my care. And saints upon their garments white These sacred blossoms wear. And the mother gave in tears and pain The flowers she most did love; She knew she would find them all again In fields of light above. O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The reaper came that day; Twas an angel visited this green earth And took the flower away."" File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/oh/ross/obits/hesterjr342nob.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.net/ohfiles/ File size: 3.4 Kb