Carrie Elizabeth [Maughan] Gandy Obituary
Greene County Democrat
On October 4, 1939 the angel of death called the precious wife and a very dear
mother, Mrs. Carrie Elizabeth Gandy home to God.
The deceased was born Sept. 2, 1871, and at the time of her death was 68 years,
one month, and two days old.
She was the daughter of Capas and Mary Ann Maughan. Her mother died immediately
after giving birth to the child and she never knew a mother’s love, her
grandmother having reared her.
She was married to Daniel Jones Gandy on Jan. 9, 1890. To this union was born
ten children, three of whom have gone on before. She leaves to mourn her loss a
faithful and devoted husband and two sons, R. H. and G. E. Gandy of Eutaw, and
five daughters, Annie M. Gandy, Mrs. J. W. Leavelle, Mrs. Perry Wilson, Mrs.
Morris Taylor, all of Eutaw, and Mrs. Clyde McDaniel of McCool, Miss, and Mrs.
Leon Campbell of Ralph, Ala., a motherless child she reared. She also leaves
fifteen grandchildren and three great-grandchildren.
Mrs. Gandy joined the Cumberland Presbyterian Church at – years of age and
remained a faithful member until death. She attended all church services as far
as she could until bad health caused her to recline her duties. She was a true
Christian who loved and lived her faith in Christ and never forgot to read her
Bible and pray every day of her Christian life. Her life was a beautiful example
of all that was honorable, noble, and good. She was always ready to lend a
helping hand and greeted every one with a smile and good word. She was an
affectionate, devoted, loving, kind and true wife and mother. To know her was to
love her.
Funeral services were held Friday morning at eleven o’clock conducted by her
pastor, Rev. H. E. Davidson, after which interment was made in Pleasant Hill
cemetery. The honorary pallbearers were Messrs. Fulton Durrett, Lonnie and Frank
King, Hopson Stephens, Walton Hamilton, Sam Richardson and Sam Sterling and Dr.
Chas. Mason. The active pallbearers were: Sebron King, Walter Jacobs, Jr.,
Eugene and Belton Taylor, Thomas and Henderson Eatman.
Her remains have been consigned to sleep in the bosom of mother Earth, but the
spirit has gone to Him who gave it. May her name and deeds be ever green in our
memory and the remembrance of her life be as sweet as flowers to future
generations.
Oh, Mother, dear, we are so lonesome,
Nothing seems the same;
We sit and look and listen to see
Or hear your voice again.
That gentle voice and kindly eye;
That wonderful loving smile,
And to have your loving hand to
Guide us another little while.
It was hard to part with a mother like you,
Who was always so loving, kind, and true;
With heartaches and headaches and body aches, too,
We’re thinking, O thinking dear Mother, of you.
You numbered the pages of life,
You knew its hardships well;
But the joys you have found,
No human tongue can tell.
Each day will be a shining star,
Your days will have no number.
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