Killed by Lightning; age: 48y8m11d; DoB calculated.
Memorial based on Shenandoah County, Virginia VaGenWeb Tombstone Project.
∼Shenandoah Herald - June 1899
ANOTHER FAMILY MADE SAD.
The severe thunder storm which swept over most of the county, the 29th of last month, contained within in the dark whirling clouds a current of electricity which caused the death of Joseph Coffman, a well-known and highly respected citizen of the Columbia Furnace section of the county.
Mr. Coffman resided about one mile northwest of Columbia furnace, on the beautiful little stream so familiarly known over the county as Stony Creek. He lived on the left bank of this little stream, which is one of the most beautiful scenes in this part of the county.
He saw the rising and falling and the change in the course of this stream for nearly one-half of a century.
This beloved man was loved by his family and neighbors, and he was always ready to do his friends and neighbors an act of charity. Howell never turn a person away empty handed if they came to him with the right motive.
Mr. Coffman went abort his work on Monday, enjoying good health as usual. His days work was done with the exception of a few little acts, but little did he or his family think that there would be in the home a body laying cold and ready for that bed of clay which awaits all of God's persons.
You would always find him happy and in good humor, with that pleasing smile which so many good kind and open hearted people carry with them. Mr. Coffman could be heard far and near going over his farm singing spiritual hymns; hymns that would revive the immortal spirit of man.
Oh! how can it be that such a man as Mr. Coffman must be quiet. Just to think that voice which sang those beautiful hymns, and those beautiful smiles can never be heard nor seen any more. We have one future hope, If we follow in this dear on's foot steps, we can join i with his singing in the heavenly choir.
Perhaps, Mr. Coffman thought that it would not be quite so much rain. He waited until the first shower had passed by, then he took his horse to the pasture field. He was pasturing his horses on his upper farm which he purchased several years ago. On his way back to the house another rain came up, and he had gotten back into a short lane which connected his two farms. This lane is several hundred yards froths home place. By the side of this little lane stood a walnut tree. Now whether the lighting struck Mr. Coffman or the tree first, is not known. This dear man was found lying on his face several steps from the tree, with his bridle hanging on his left arm. The little tree was torn upward about two feet from the ground, and the left side of Mr. Coffman's hat astern just as though the current of lightning bad run up the left side of the body. His body had but several little scratches and bruises, and it is thought they were caused by falling. No hole his head as was reported.
His body was carried to the house as soon as it was found, and his wife sent immediately for Dr. Hoffman, one of Mr. Coffman's best living friends. about the time they headstone his body to the house, the doctor arrived and examined his body and found that no life existed, and he left with a broken heart, and his eyes filled with tears.
Mr. Coffman was a member of the Methodist Church for twenty odd years. He devoted his evening and Sunday in singing and reading his holy book which gained a home for him with the angels in the golden city in the New Jerusalem. Mr.Coffman had his text (xiv. c. St. John) and burial hymns selected for number of years. The funeral services were conducted by his pastor, Rev. Reed, who spoke beautifully from the selected text. This long lost fried leaves a wife, four sons, and one grandchild to mourn his loss. Three sons by his first wife and one son by his last.
Mr. Coffman's age was 48 years, 6 months and11 days.
Father thy smiles were ever lovely,Your kindness we will sadly miss,
But we trust to meet you heavenly,
In that land we all love best.
Father, thou art free from eery care,
Is our home we see thy vacant chair,
And that must cause us many a tear,
But tears can't fill that vacant chair.
A loving one from us has gone,
A voice so sweet is tilled,
A plae is vacant in our home,
That never,never can be filled.
FAMILY
Son of Joseph Rinker Coffman (1/30/1804 - 12/5/1869) & Elizabeth Ann Coffelt (6/2/1805 - 8/17/1861)
Joseph & Anna G. Irwin had children:
Charles Erby
Willey
Lonnie Adolph
Joseph & Martha Vann had children:
Joseph Edward
Jacob H.
Memorial based on Shenandoah County, Virginia VaGenWeb Tombstone Project.
∼Shenandoah Herald - June 1899
ANOTHER FAMILY MADE SAD.
The severe thunder storm which swept over most of the county, the 29th of last month, contained within in the dark whirling clouds a current of electricity which caused the death of Joseph Coffman, a well-known and highly respected citizen of the Columbia Furnace section of the county.
Mr. Coffman resided about one mile northwest of Columbia furnace, on the beautiful little stream so familiarly known over the county as Stony Creek. He lived on the left bank of this little stream, which is one of the most beautiful scenes in this part of the county.
He saw the rising and falling and the change in the course of this stream for nearly one-half of a century.
This beloved man was loved by his family and neighbors, and he was always ready to do his friends and neighbors an act of charity. Howell never turn a person away empty handed if they came to him with the right motive.
Mr. Coffman went abort his work on Monday, enjoying good health as usual. His days work was done with the exception of a few little acts, but little did he or his family think that there would be in the home a body laying cold and ready for that bed of clay which awaits all of God's persons.
You would always find him happy and in good humor, with that pleasing smile which so many good kind and open hearted people carry with them. Mr. Coffman could be heard far and near going over his farm singing spiritual hymns; hymns that would revive the immortal spirit of man.
Oh! how can it be that such a man as Mr. Coffman must be quiet. Just to think that voice which sang those beautiful hymns, and those beautiful smiles can never be heard nor seen any more. We have one future hope, If we follow in this dear on's foot steps, we can join i with his singing in the heavenly choir.
Perhaps, Mr. Coffman thought that it would not be quite so much rain. He waited until the first shower had passed by, then he took his horse to the pasture field. He was pasturing his horses on his upper farm which he purchased several years ago. On his way back to the house another rain came up, and he had gotten back into a short lane which connected his two farms. This lane is several hundred yards froths home place. By the side of this little lane stood a walnut tree. Now whether the lighting struck Mr. Coffman or the tree first, is not known. This dear man was found lying on his face several steps from the tree, with his bridle hanging on his left arm. The little tree was torn upward about two feet from the ground, and the left side of Mr. Coffman's hat astern just as though the current of lightning bad run up the left side of the body. His body had but several little scratches and bruises, and it is thought they were caused by falling. No hole his head as was reported.
His body was carried to the house as soon as it was found, and his wife sent immediately for Dr. Hoffman, one of Mr. Coffman's best living friends. about the time they headstone his body to the house, the doctor arrived and examined his body and found that no life existed, and he left with a broken heart, and his eyes filled with tears.
Mr. Coffman was a member of the Methodist Church for twenty odd years. He devoted his evening and Sunday in singing and reading his holy book which gained a home for him with the angels in the golden city in the New Jerusalem. Mr.Coffman had his text (xiv. c. St. John) and burial hymns selected for number of years. The funeral services were conducted by his pastor, Rev. Reed, who spoke beautifully from the selected text. This long lost fried leaves a wife, four sons, and one grandchild to mourn his loss. Three sons by his first wife and one son by his last.
Mr. Coffman's age was 48 years, 6 months and11 days.
Father thy smiles were ever lovely,Your kindness we will sadly miss,
But we trust to meet you heavenly,
In that land we all love best.
Father, thou art free from eery care,
Is our home we see thy vacant chair,
And that must cause us many a tear,
But tears can't fill that vacant chair.
A loving one from us has gone,
A voice so sweet is tilled,
A plae is vacant in our home,
That never,never can be filled.
FAMILY
Son of Joseph Rinker Coffman (1/30/1804 - 12/5/1869) & Elizabeth Ann Coffelt (6/2/1805 - 8/17/1861)
Joseph & Anna G. Irwin had children:
Charles Erby
Willey
Lonnie Adolph
Joseph & Martha Vann had children:
Joseph Edward
Jacob H.
Killed by Lightning; age: 48y8m11d; DoB calculated.
Memorial based on Shenandoah County, Virginia VaGenWeb Tombstone Project.
∼Shenandoah Herald - June 1899
ANOTHER FAMILY MADE SAD.
The severe thunder storm which swept over most of the county, the 29th of last month, contained within in the dark whirling clouds a current of electricity which caused the death of Joseph Coffman, a well-known and highly respected citizen of the Columbia Furnace section of the county.
Mr. Coffman resided about one mile northwest of Columbia furnace, on the beautiful little stream so familiarly known over the county as Stony Creek. He lived on the left bank of this little stream, which is one of the most beautiful scenes in this part of the county.
He saw the rising and falling and the change in the course of this stream for nearly one-half of a century.
This beloved man was loved by his family and neighbors, and he was always ready to do his friends and neighbors an act of charity. Howell never turn a person away empty handed if they came to him with the right motive.
Mr. Coffman went abort his work on Monday, enjoying good health as usual. His days work was done with the exception of a few little acts, but little did he or his family think that there would be in the home a body laying cold and ready for that bed of clay which awaits all of God's persons.
You would always find him happy and in good humor, with that pleasing smile which so many good kind and open hearted people carry with them. Mr. Coffman could be heard far and near going over his farm singing spiritual hymns; hymns that would revive the immortal spirit of man.
Oh! how can it be that such a man as Mr. Coffman must be quiet. Just to think that voice which sang those beautiful hymns, and those beautiful smiles can never be heard nor seen any more. We have one future hope, If we follow in this dear on's foot steps, we can join i with his singing in the heavenly choir.
Perhaps, Mr. Coffman thought that it would not be quite so much rain. He waited until the first shower had passed by, then he took his horse to the pasture field. He was pasturing his horses on his upper farm which he purchased several years ago. On his way back to the house another rain came up, and he had gotten back into a short lane which connected his two farms. This lane is several hundred yards froths home place. By the side of this little lane stood a walnut tree. Now whether the lighting struck Mr. Coffman or the tree first, is not known. This dear man was found lying on his face several steps from the tree, with his bridle hanging on his left arm. The little tree was torn upward about two feet from the ground, and the left side of Mr. Coffman's hat astern just as though the current of lightning bad run up the left side of the body. His body had but several little scratches and bruises, and it is thought they were caused by falling. No hole his head as was reported.
His body was carried to the house as soon as it was found, and his wife sent immediately for Dr. Hoffman, one of Mr. Coffman's best living friends. about the time they headstone his body to the house, the doctor arrived and examined his body and found that no life existed, and he left with a broken heart, and his eyes filled with tears.
Mr. Coffman was a member of the Methodist Church for twenty odd years. He devoted his evening and Sunday in singing and reading his holy book which gained a home for him with the angels in the golden city in the New Jerusalem. Mr.Coffman had his text (xiv. c. St. John) and burial hymns selected for number of years. The funeral services were conducted by his pastor, Rev. Reed, who spoke beautifully from the selected text. This long lost fried leaves a wife, four sons, and one grandchild to mourn his loss. Three sons by his first wife and one son by his last.
Mr. Coffman's age was 48 years, 6 months and11 days.
Father thy smiles were ever lovely,Your kindness we will sadly miss,
But we trust to meet you heavenly,
In that land we all love best.
Father, thou art free from eery care,
Is our home we see thy vacant chair,
And that must cause us many a tear,
But tears can't fill that vacant chair.
A loving one from us has gone,
A voice so sweet is tilled,
A plae is vacant in our home,
That never,never can be filled.
FAMILY
Son of Joseph Rinker Coffman (1/30/1804 - 12/5/1869) & Elizabeth Ann Coffelt (6/2/1805 - 8/17/1861)
Joseph & Anna G. Irwin had children:
Charles Erby
Willey
Lonnie Adolph
Joseph & Martha Vann had children:
Joseph Edward
Jacob H.
Memorial based on Shenandoah County, Virginia VaGenWeb Tombstone Project.
∼Shenandoah Herald - June 1899
ANOTHER FAMILY MADE SAD.
The severe thunder storm which swept over most of the county, the 29th of last month, contained within in the dark whirling clouds a current of electricity which caused the death of Joseph Coffman, a well-known and highly respected citizen of the Columbia Furnace section of the county.
Mr. Coffman resided about one mile northwest of Columbia furnace, on the beautiful little stream so familiarly known over the county as Stony Creek. He lived on the left bank of this little stream, which is one of the most beautiful scenes in this part of the county.
He saw the rising and falling and the change in the course of this stream for nearly one-half of a century.
This beloved man was loved by his family and neighbors, and he was always ready to do his friends and neighbors an act of charity. Howell never turn a person away empty handed if they came to him with the right motive.
Mr. Coffman went abort his work on Monday, enjoying good health as usual. His days work was done with the exception of a few little acts, but little did he or his family think that there would be in the home a body laying cold and ready for that bed of clay which awaits all of God's persons.
You would always find him happy and in good humor, with that pleasing smile which so many good kind and open hearted people carry with them. Mr. Coffman could be heard far and near going over his farm singing spiritual hymns; hymns that would revive the immortal spirit of man.
Oh! how can it be that such a man as Mr. Coffman must be quiet. Just to think that voice which sang those beautiful hymns, and those beautiful smiles can never be heard nor seen any more. We have one future hope, If we follow in this dear on's foot steps, we can join i with his singing in the heavenly choir.
Perhaps, Mr. Coffman thought that it would not be quite so much rain. He waited until the first shower had passed by, then he took his horse to the pasture field. He was pasturing his horses on his upper farm which he purchased several years ago. On his way back to the house another rain came up, and he had gotten back into a short lane which connected his two farms. This lane is several hundred yards froths home place. By the side of this little lane stood a walnut tree. Now whether the lighting struck Mr. Coffman or the tree first, is not known. This dear man was found lying on his face several steps from the tree, with his bridle hanging on his left arm. The little tree was torn upward about two feet from the ground, and the left side of Mr. Coffman's hat astern just as though the current of lightning bad run up the left side of the body. His body had but several little scratches and bruises, and it is thought they were caused by falling. No hole his head as was reported.
His body was carried to the house as soon as it was found, and his wife sent immediately for Dr. Hoffman, one of Mr. Coffman's best living friends. about the time they headstone his body to the house, the doctor arrived and examined his body and found that no life existed, and he left with a broken heart, and his eyes filled with tears.
Mr. Coffman was a member of the Methodist Church for twenty odd years. He devoted his evening and Sunday in singing and reading his holy book which gained a home for him with the angels in the golden city in the New Jerusalem. Mr.Coffman had his text (xiv. c. St. John) and burial hymns selected for number of years. The funeral services were conducted by his pastor, Rev. Reed, who spoke beautifully from the selected text. This long lost fried leaves a wife, four sons, and one grandchild to mourn his loss. Three sons by his first wife and one son by his last.
Mr. Coffman's age was 48 years, 6 months and11 days.
Father thy smiles were ever lovely,Your kindness we will sadly miss,
But we trust to meet you heavenly,
In that land we all love best.
Father, thou art free from eery care,
Is our home we see thy vacant chair,
And that must cause us many a tear,
But tears can't fill that vacant chair.
A loving one from us has gone,
A voice so sweet is tilled,
A plae is vacant in our home,
That never,never can be filled.
FAMILY
Son of Joseph Rinker Coffman (1/30/1804 - 12/5/1869) & Elizabeth Ann Coffelt (6/2/1805 - 8/17/1861)
Joseph & Anna G. Irwin had children:
Charles Erby
Willey
Lonnie Adolph
Joseph & Martha Vann had children:
Joseph Edward
Jacob H.
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