Arthur Barnes Sawyer

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Arthur Barnes Sawyer

Birth
Orangeburg County, South Carolina, USA
Death
20 Feb 1921 (aged 60)
Anniston, Calhoun County, Alabama, USA
Burial
Anniston, Calhoun County, Alabama, USA Add to Map
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Born to Wilkes and Elizabeth Sawyer (Bamberg). In his teen years, he attended school at the Dalton Institute in North Carolina from 1876 to 1877 and later attended the University of the Palmetto State for Law schooling. He was entered into the South Carolina Bar Association in 1881 and practiced as an Attorney at Law until 1895. He went into the merchant business from 1896 to 1900 until he was elected into the position of Justice of the peace. He was a member of high ranking in the Knight of Pythias and a very humble man.

He married Annie E S Canaday on April 26, 1883, in Columbia, Richland County, SC and they had a son, "Little" Arthur Sawyer July 18, 1864. Tragedy struck and his first wife and son passed.

He remarried Eula Frances Wooley on Aug 11, 1887, in Maplesville, Chilton County, AL. Together they had 7 children; 3 boys and 4 girls.

Judge A. B. Sawyer was preceded in death by his parents, his first wife, and their infant son. He was also preceded in death by the 3rd daughter Gladys from his second marriage.

He was survived by his 2nd wife Eula and 6 children; Esten Wilkes, Irma Bamberg (Pettus/Jackson), Alberta Frances (McClellan), Claud Chandler, Annie E., and Kenneth S.

When we visited his grave, we noticed that his stone was the only one in the plot. He probably purchased the plot for his family. After his death, they all moved to Pueblo, Colorado and his wife and daughters were buried there.

DEAR ANCESTOR" Poem by Walter Butler Palmer

Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out,
On marbled polished stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist,
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh and blood and bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled,
One hundred years ago.
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder how you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew,
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you.
Born to Wilkes and Elizabeth Sawyer (Bamberg). In his teen years, he attended school at the Dalton Institute in North Carolina from 1876 to 1877 and later attended the University of the Palmetto State for Law schooling. He was entered into the South Carolina Bar Association in 1881 and practiced as an Attorney at Law until 1895. He went into the merchant business from 1896 to 1900 until he was elected into the position of Justice of the peace. He was a member of high ranking in the Knight of Pythias and a very humble man.

He married Annie E S Canaday on April 26, 1883, in Columbia, Richland County, SC and they had a son, "Little" Arthur Sawyer July 18, 1864. Tragedy struck and his first wife and son passed.

He remarried Eula Frances Wooley on Aug 11, 1887, in Maplesville, Chilton County, AL. Together they had 7 children; 3 boys and 4 girls.

Judge A. B. Sawyer was preceded in death by his parents, his first wife, and their infant son. He was also preceded in death by the 3rd daughter Gladys from his second marriage.

He was survived by his 2nd wife Eula and 6 children; Esten Wilkes, Irma Bamberg (Pettus/Jackson), Alberta Frances (McClellan), Claud Chandler, Annie E., and Kenneth S.

When we visited his grave, we noticed that his stone was the only one in the plot. He probably purchased the plot for his family. After his death, they all moved to Pueblo, Colorado and his wife and daughters were buried there.

DEAR ANCESTOR" Poem by Walter Butler Palmer

Your tombstone stands among the rest
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out,
On marbled polished stone.
It reaches out to all who care,
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist,
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you,
In flesh and blood and bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse,
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled,
One hundred years ago.
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder how you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew,
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you.

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FATHER
ARTHUR B. SAWYER
1860 --- 1921