Ernest Adams in Memorium - from a plaque presented to the family after his passing

Ernest A Adams was born in Davidson County, Tenn., Jan. 15, 1891, died in Asheville, N.C. Dec. 11, 1921, where he had gone in the hope of regaining his health.

A noble life in ended! "Greater Love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for a friend." Ernest gave his life cheerfully, not only for this friends, but also for his native and beloved country, for it was on the far away battlefields of France that the seeds of his disease were contracted. And while our hearts are torn asunder by his untimely death, yet we are thankful that he was permitted to return home and comfort us by his cheerful presence the last two years of his life.

Ernest became a Christian at 17 years of age, and his beautiful life, resplendant with Christian grace, reflects much credit on his church and on his older sisters, who reared him with the tenderest care and loving devotion - he having lost his mother at three years of age.

He was a self-made man. After finishing the common school course he paid his way through college by teaching and close economy. He had almost completed his B.S. degree at Peabody College which would have placed him, well equippped, in the front ranks of his chosen profession - that of teaching - specializing in agriculture. He had also chosen his life companion - a pure, sweet girl, - but ill health prevented him from assuming the sacred vows that "made the twain one." Truly "The Ways of Providence are mysterious and past finding out."

Ernest was a frail man physically, but brave and courageous, and when the call of duty came to fight for his country he obeyed in a cheerful manner wihout a murmur.

The writer has known him from infancy and now remembers no one who possessed that grandest trait in charcter - self control, to a greater extent than he did. His magnetic personality, brilliant intellect conversational ability and unselfish spirit won for him a large circle of friends. He was an inspiration to allwith whom he came in contact, and we feel that the world is better for him having lived in it.

The brothers and sisters have lost a kind and loving brother whose life was a source of pride and pleasure to them, and a model in every way worthy of their imitation.

The love and esteem in which he was held in his community was manifested by the large concourse of friend, relatives, and people from a distance who attended the funeral services which were conducted by Rev. M. E. Ward and Kuykenall of Gethsemane Baptist Church, and by the magnificent display of floral designs from loving one who vied with each other in paying their last respect to a noble life.

He was buried with Masonic honors and a firing squad's salute over the beautiful floral mound followed by "Taps" - a soldier's goodnight - a fitting farewell! as the sun sank behind the western horizon.

Tho' cast down, we're not forsaken
Tho afflicted, not alone!
Thou didst give, and thou hast taken
Blessed Lord, "Thy Will Be Done."