Harmon was born in Americus Jackson Co MS.

Tribute-

Death has again been busy about his appointed task.
Friends and loved ones have been made to grieve, a community is in sorrow and the common wealth has lost a good man. On April 3, 1927, HARMON WILSON died after a lingering illness of several months.

He was born November 3, 1861 - married to Miss Sarah E. Byrd, July 5, 1883 and there was born of that union ten children, two of whom are dead.
HARMON WILSON was converted at New Prospect Camp Ground at the age of twenty years. Since that time he has never faltered in the faith.

It was my pleasure and privilege to know him for more than forty years and during that time he was always an active church worker. He would ride farther horse back to a protracted meeting or quarterly conference than any man I ever knew. He always contributed more money to the church than any other member of the congregation in proportion to his means. The life of Harmon Wilson was an inspiration to all who knew him. He was the purest man I ever knew.

He was a member of the Masonic Lodge, Daisy Lodge- Number 431. He gave much of his time to the work of Masonry and served his lodge as Worshipful Master. It was fitting that he should be buried with Masonic Honors by the friends with whom he had worked in the lodge.
He was the embodiment of all the virtues that make for christianity and good citizen-ship. He was the leader in his community and his memory will prove an inspiration to those who are left behind. He never shirked a responsibility and there was never any question about where he would stand on any moral issue. The world is better for HARMON WILSON having lived.

But, alas he has gone. The Pale Surgeon of the Evenings Relief has summoned him away and he now sleeps in that green tent whose curtains never outward swing. He has gone to join the long row of self-sacrificing heroes and patriarchs, jewels that on the forefinger of all time sparkle forever.

It was in keeping with his life that he had lived before his family and friends that he should summons them in the room just a few moments before his passing and have them sing some of his favorite songs, and during the singing of these hymns he should shout "Let Us Go Home". - And thus HARMON WILSON entered into his just inheritance.

The largest funeral procession ever seen in that community made its way to the old Byrd Cemetery, where Brother S.E. Flurry of the Mentorium Charge conducted the funeral services assisted by Brother W.W. Nelson of Vancleave Charge, and the life long friend of the deceased - Brother Jeff Havens.

By W.W. Broome
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