(Amanda Fitzgerrel)
(Biographical Note)
Amanda Jane Roderick was born June 2, 1868 to John and Elizabeth (nee Armitage) Roderick. On December 31, 1885 she was united in marriage to Willis Workman Poland. To this union four children were born: Lizzie (b. Nov. 1886); John (b. Sep. 1889); Oliver (b. Jun. 1891); Ira (b. Jul. 1894). Willis was born in 1861 and died in 1894. Amanda then married William Marshall Fitzgerrel son of Isaac Jefferson and Maria (nee Wilson) Fitzgerrel. Amanda died October 10, 1935 and is buried in the Chauncey cemetery next to Willis.
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(W. C. Fyffe)
(Biographical Note:
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York, Illinois
January 18, 1918
Mr. Editor and readers of the press, and especially to my old friends, the friends of my youth:
I thought I would write you a letter through the Press, to let you know that I am still among the living.
I live at York, Illinois, in Clark County, "On the banks of the Wabash." One of the oldest towns in the state, and at one time quite a commercial center, but at present there is not much left, only memories of what once was. But, we have fishing tackle and motorboats, so come to see us next summer, and go fishing and motoring.
I had been a resident of Lawrence County all my life, with the exception of two years as you all know.
As we visit the various charges of Southern Illinois Conference and make new associations, I find many nice people who are very kind, yet there is no place like old Lawrence County to me. No place so dear to me as the "scenes of my childhood." Chauncey, with its surrounding community, its churches, Sunday school, and social conditions, I hunger to go to my home church, where we have had so many good times especially at the midweek prayer service, where only a few would meet, but, thank the Lord, he is not confined to the many, that can be with the few that meet in His name.
Two of the dear ones that met with us have gone to meet their reward, and Aunt Carrie’s health is so she cannot meet as she used to. One by one we are going. How I missed the Ladies Aid Sisters, how I would like to meet with you once more. I missed the association of my children, but there is one great thought; if we live true to God we can meet where there are no more goodbyes, heartaches or tears but where all is joy for ever.
I am knitting for the "Red Cross." How I enjoyed it, just to think it was for the dear boys who have gone to the front, to fight for home and country. God bless them, and may they have a safe return. But, if some do not, may they fall with their faces Zionward, is my prayer. This is a time when we should think deeply of home, country and heaven.
Mrs. Amanda Fitzgerrel
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Rabbit Hash Reminiscence
By W. C. Fyffe of Texas
Well, well what do you think?
Here’s our "homecoming" all dressed in pink
For a progressive paper, it's now my guess
There’s none to equal the Sumner Press
As to who I am, and where I abode
I was called Billy Fyffe, of the old State Road
As I grew older some called me Bill
The old home stood just east of "Perkins Hill".
Though I've been from there many a year
Memories of the old homestead still are dear
There are friends back there I'll never forget
Though me and my pranks are forgotten a bit
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