[Angelina "Angie" Compton Watson] Funeral Services Held Here for Mrs. Ed. M. Watson The Fairfield Recorder, Thursday February 5, 1970 Funeral services for Mrs. Ed. M. Watson, who died on Saturday, Jan. 31, were held Feb. 1 at Capps Funeral Home with the Rev. Louis Knight officiating. Burial was beside her husband in Stewards Mill Cemetery. Angelina Compton was born on her grandfather’s plantation at Dew on Jan. 8, 1881. She was the oldest child of Dewitt Kimble Compton and Nancy Theodosia Jones Compton. Miss Angie began her teaching career at Butler in 1900. In 1905 she graduated from Sam Houston State College in Huntsville and continued teaching school until her married to Edward Monroe Watson in Waco on Dec. 21, 1918. Mr. and Mrs. Watson made their home at Stewards Mill. They were engaged in ranching, farming, and , for many years, operated the historic Stewards Mill Store. After her husband’s death, Miss Angie made her home at Fairview Manor. A member of the Methodist Church, she was a life-time member of the Woman’s Society of Christian Service. She is survived by her children: Mrs. Edd R. Bonner, Mrs. Frank Bragg, Mrs. L. G. Daugherty, and Edward Watson of Fairfield; [Part removed by request of descendant] Pallbearers were L. P. Awalt, Joe Richards, M. L. Watson, Jr., Tom Bonner, Jr., Jack Robinson, and J. D. Harris. [Edward Monroe Watson, Sr. (1878-1964)] “Run of the Mill” by Pug Horton The Fairfield Recorder, Thursday February 5, 1970 I guess you could say she was the most unforgettable person I ever met. It was some twenty-odd years ago that I first saw her, this small energetic lady with hair like spun silver glistening in the small shafts of sunlight that filtered through the the vine covered porch of Stewards Mill Store where she sat in a wooden slatted rocker expertly finishing a garment that she was sewing. Angie C. Watson, who passed away Saturday night around eight o’clock in Fairfield where she had been a resident since her late husband Ed Watson passed away a few years back. The light of her love and friendship has been a brightly lighted beacon for me down through the years. Happiness is possible only when one is busy and she was busy all the time, helping some one less fortunate than herself and easing the load of the over burdened. Helping others was the light of her life. Her true nobility came from a gentle, loving heart. If you had a weakness, she made it work for you as a strength and she was not one to fill her hours with regrets over some failure that happened yesterday or the day before. She was so thankful for each new day and she saw that the new day was filled with unselfish kindness for others. Truly, she was a great lady.