Shared stone with Delcia Parmley.
George, son of Dr. J. W. and Mary Eleanor Parmley, was born at Rock, Illinois, June 15, 1880 and passed from this life March 25, 1943, aged 62 years, 9 months and 10 days.
With the exception of some few years when he was employed as a telegraph operator at Homberg, Illinois, and as an employee at Joliet and Elgin, Illinois, George spent his entire life on the old home place where he was born and reared.
In his father’s declining years, he was called home from his position at Elgin to remain with and take care of his father and mother until they passed from this life, his father 18 years ago and his mother 9 years ago. During this time, for several years, he was switchboard operator at Rock where his courteous manner and voice was known to hundreds of persons.
He was married to Delcia Grisham February 24, 1917 and during the 26 years of their married life was a loving, faithful husband. Four months before his wife’s tragic death, George gave up his work, remained at home, and devoted all his time to caring lovingly for her and do all within his power to bring her back to her normal state of health. The long vigil which he kept, and the terrible strain he endured so weakened his health and nerves until at her death he was completely nervously exhausted.
George had a genial, friendly disposition. He was a good neighbor, a sincere friend, and an indulgent father. He hated sham and hypocrisy in any form. One of his outstanding characteristics was the keen sense of humor and to his loved ones whom he leaves behind, this will be one of their fondest memories of him. He was always generous to aid anyone who needed his help. He loved children and they in turn loved him. He idolized his son, John, but was proud to have him volunteer in the service of his country.
He leaves behind his son, Lieut. John Parmley and wife, his three sisters: Mrs. Milo Austin and Mrs. Indya Wade, of Golconda, and Mrs. John Maynor, of Eddyville, Illinois, four nephews, eight nieces, together with other relatives and hosts of friends. George will be sadly missed, but we feel that our loss is his gain. In the words of the poet: “ God moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.”
Funeral services were held Saturday at 4 p. m. in Mt. Zion church. Burial was made beside his wife, who was buried Monday of the same week; with Rev. G. A. Phelps, of Eddyville in charge.
Funeral Services For Geo. Parmley
Funeral services were held at Mt. Zion church, near Rock, last Saturday afternoon, following his death last Thursday morning in the Metropolis hospital, and his body was laid to rest at the side of his wife, who had been buried a few days before.
The following poem, so descriptive of Mr. and Mrs. Parmley, was read at the funeral services by the son, Lieut. John Parmley.
We are two eagles
Flying together,
Under the heavens, Over the mountains,
Stretched on the wind.
Sunlight heartens us,
Blind snow baffles us,
Clouds wheel after us,
Revelled and thinned.
We are like eagles;
But when Death harries us,
Human and humbled
When one of us goes,
Let the other follow_
Let the flight be ended,
Let the fire blacken,
Let the book close.
(Obituary provided by Faye Morris Bowman.)
George, son of Dr. J. W. and Mary Eleanor Parmley, was born at Rock, Illinois, June 15, 1880 and passed from this life March 25, 1943, aged 62 years, 9 months and 10 days.
With the exception of some few years when he was employed as a telegraph operator at Homberg, Illinois, and as an employee at Joliet and Elgin, Illinois, George spent his entire life on the old home place where he was born and reared.
In his father’s declining years, he was called home from his position at Elgin to remain with and take care of his father and mother until they passed from this life, his father 18 years ago and his mother 9 years ago. During this time, for several years, he was switchboard operator at Rock where his courteous manner and voice was known to hundreds of persons.
He was married to Delcia Grisham February 24, 1917 and during the 26 years of their married life was a loving, faithful husband. Four months before his wife’s tragic death, George gave up his work, remained at home, and devoted all his time to caring lovingly for her and do all within his power to bring her back to her normal state of health. The long vigil which he kept, and the terrible strain he endured so weakened his health and nerves until at her death he was completely nervously exhausted.
George had a genial, friendly disposition. He was a good neighbor, a sincere friend, and an indulgent father. He hated sham and hypocrisy in any form. One of his outstanding characteristics was the keen sense of humor and to his loved ones whom he leaves behind, this will be one of their fondest memories of him. He was always generous to aid anyone who needed his help. He loved children and they in turn loved him. He idolized his son, John, but was proud to have him volunteer in the service of his country.
He leaves behind his son, Lieut. John Parmley and wife, his three sisters: Mrs. Milo Austin and Mrs. Indya Wade, of Golconda, and Mrs. John Maynor, of Eddyville, Illinois, four nephews, eight nieces, together with other relatives and hosts of friends. George will be sadly missed, but we feel that our loss is his gain. In the words of the poet: “ God moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.”
Funeral services were held Saturday at 4 p. m. in Mt. Zion church. Burial was made beside his wife, who was buried Monday of the same week; with Rev. G. A. Phelps, of Eddyville in charge.
Funeral Services For Geo. Parmley
Funeral services were held at Mt. Zion church, near Rock, last Saturday afternoon, following his death last Thursday morning in the Metropolis hospital, and his body was laid to rest at the side of his wife, who had been buried a few days before.
The following poem, so descriptive of Mr. and Mrs. Parmley, was read at the funeral services by the son, Lieut. John Parmley.
We are two eagles
Flying together,
Under the heavens, Over the mountains,
Stretched on the wind.
Sunlight heartens us,
Blind snow baffles us,
Clouds wheel after us,
Revelled and thinned.
We are like eagles;
But when Death harries us,
Human and humbled
When one of us goes,
Let the other follow_
Let the flight be ended,
Let the fire blacken,
Let the book close.
(Obituary provided by Faye Morris Bowman.)
Shared stone with Delcia Parmley.
George, son of Dr. J. W. and Mary Eleanor Parmley, was born at Rock, Illinois, June 15, 1880 and passed from this life March 25, 1943, aged 62 years, 9 months and 10 days.
With the exception of some few years when he was employed as a telegraph operator at Homberg, Illinois, and as an employee at Joliet and Elgin, Illinois, George spent his entire life on the old home place where he was born and reared.
In his father’s declining years, he was called home from his position at Elgin to remain with and take care of his father and mother until they passed from this life, his father 18 years ago and his mother 9 years ago. During this time, for several years, he was switchboard operator at Rock where his courteous manner and voice was known to hundreds of persons.
He was married to Delcia Grisham February 24, 1917 and during the 26 years of their married life was a loving, faithful husband. Four months before his wife’s tragic death, George gave up his work, remained at home, and devoted all his time to caring lovingly for her and do all within his power to bring her back to her normal state of health. The long vigil which he kept, and the terrible strain he endured so weakened his health and nerves until at her death he was completely nervously exhausted.
George had a genial, friendly disposition. He was a good neighbor, a sincere friend, and an indulgent father. He hated sham and hypocrisy in any form. One of his outstanding characteristics was the keen sense of humor and to his loved ones whom he leaves behind, this will be one of their fondest memories of him. He was always generous to aid anyone who needed his help. He loved children and they in turn loved him. He idolized his son, John, but was proud to have him volunteer in the service of his country.
He leaves behind his son, Lieut. John Parmley and wife, his three sisters: Mrs. Milo Austin and Mrs. Indya Wade, of Golconda, and Mrs. John Maynor, of Eddyville, Illinois, four nephews, eight nieces, together with other relatives and hosts of friends. George will be sadly missed, but we feel that our loss is his gain. In the words of the poet: “ God moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.”
Funeral services were held Saturday at 4 p. m. in Mt. Zion church. Burial was made beside his wife, who was buried Monday of the same week; with Rev. G. A. Phelps, of Eddyville in charge.
Funeral Services For Geo. Parmley
Funeral services were held at Mt. Zion church, near Rock, last Saturday afternoon, following his death last Thursday morning in the Metropolis hospital, and his body was laid to rest at the side of his wife, who had been buried a few days before.
The following poem, so descriptive of Mr. and Mrs. Parmley, was read at the funeral services by the son, Lieut. John Parmley.
We are two eagles
Flying together,
Under the heavens, Over the mountains,
Stretched on the wind.
Sunlight heartens us,
Blind snow baffles us,
Clouds wheel after us,
Revelled and thinned.
We are like eagles;
But when Death harries us,
Human and humbled
When one of us goes,
Let the other follow_
Let the flight be ended,
Let the fire blacken,
Let the book close.
(Obituary provided by Faye Morris Bowman.)
George, son of Dr. J. W. and Mary Eleanor Parmley, was born at Rock, Illinois, June 15, 1880 and passed from this life March 25, 1943, aged 62 years, 9 months and 10 days.
With the exception of some few years when he was employed as a telegraph operator at Homberg, Illinois, and as an employee at Joliet and Elgin, Illinois, George spent his entire life on the old home place where he was born and reared.
In his father’s declining years, he was called home from his position at Elgin to remain with and take care of his father and mother until they passed from this life, his father 18 years ago and his mother 9 years ago. During this time, for several years, he was switchboard operator at Rock where his courteous manner and voice was known to hundreds of persons.
He was married to Delcia Grisham February 24, 1917 and during the 26 years of their married life was a loving, faithful husband. Four months before his wife’s tragic death, George gave up his work, remained at home, and devoted all his time to caring lovingly for her and do all within his power to bring her back to her normal state of health. The long vigil which he kept, and the terrible strain he endured so weakened his health and nerves until at her death he was completely nervously exhausted.
George had a genial, friendly disposition. He was a good neighbor, a sincere friend, and an indulgent father. He hated sham and hypocrisy in any form. One of his outstanding characteristics was the keen sense of humor and to his loved ones whom he leaves behind, this will be one of their fondest memories of him. He was always generous to aid anyone who needed his help. He loved children and they in turn loved him. He idolized his son, John, but was proud to have him volunteer in the service of his country.
He leaves behind his son, Lieut. John Parmley and wife, his three sisters: Mrs. Milo Austin and Mrs. Indya Wade, of Golconda, and Mrs. John Maynor, of Eddyville, Illinois, four nephews, eight nieces, together with other relatives and hosts of friends. George will be sadly missed, but we feel that our loss is his gain. In the words of the poet: “ God moves in mysterious ways, His wonders to perform.”
Funeral services were held Saturday at 4 p. m. in Mt. Zion church. Burial was made beside his wife, who was buried Monday of the same week; with Rev. G. A. Phelps, of Eddyville in charge.
Funeral Services For Geo. Parmley
Funeral services were held at Mt. Zion church, near Rock, last Saturday afternoon, following his death last Thursday morning in the Metropolis hospital, and his body was laid to rest at the side of his wife, who had been buried a few days before.
The following poem, so descriptive of Mr. and Mrs. Parmley, was read at the funeral services by the son, Lieut. John Parmley.
We are two eagles
Flying together,
Under the heavens, Over the mountains,
Stretched on the wind.
Sunlight heartens us,
Blind snow baffles us,
Clouds wheel after us,
Revelled and thinned.
We are like eagles;
But when Death harries us,
Human and humbled
When one of us goes,
Let the other follow_
Let the flight be ended,
Let the fire blacken,
Let the book close.
(Obituary provided by Faye Morris Bowman.)
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