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    1. Re: [MDGARRET] Charle J. Golden - Obituary
    2. This information is amazing. When I saw this today, the name Golden, along with Charles Miller rang a bell. My grandmother, Edna Conn lost her mother in the early 1900's, she was then raised by the Charles Miller family in Swanton and on the 1910 Census both Charles Golden and my grandmother appear in the Miller household, she spoke of them frequently when I was a child. I have several postcards from Charles Miller sent to my great uncle Albert Conn when he returned from WW1. On the census, my great grandfather (widowed) John Conn and three sons, My gg grandmother Hannah Rexrode (who was raising my great aunt Lillian Conn, and the Charles Miller family all appeared to live next door to each other. If anyone has any further information on the Charles Miller family or the Conn and/or Hannah Rexrode families I would appreciate hearing from you. I also have postcards sent from Hannal Rexrode's daughter Amanda to my great uncles in the early 1900's which I would be glad to copy and forward to you. I also have a photo of Noah Rexrode. C. Nick Yanoff -----Original Message----- From: Patty-Friend-Thompson <Patty125@comcast.net> To: mdgarret@rootsweb.com Sent: Sun, Oct 18, 2009 5:16 pm Subject: Re: [MDGARRET] Charle J. Golden - Obituary Found a little more information that goes with this obituary. Word reached here this morning that Charles Golden who had been report njured in a construction accident in New Jersey, is dead. Miss Nannie iller left yesterday on No. 6 for his bedside. So far reports received have een meager. vening Times (Cumberland, MD) ct 12, 1912 ---- Original Message ----- rom: "Patty-Friend-Thompson" <Patty125@comcast.net> o: <mdgarret-l@rootsweb.com> ent: Sunday, October 18, 2009 4:06 PM ubject: [MDGARRET] Charle J. Golden - Obituary harles J. Golden his untimely death brought a shock to a wider community and a sorrow to a reater number of friends than is usually the case from one so young in ears; nor does it frequently occur that so much brightness and promise are o suddenly eclipsed in the cloud of mortal calamity. He was born of an honorable lineage in Anacostia, D. C., October 10, 1889, ow months before the death of his father; and while he was yet a child, the other followed the father to the tomb, leaving the infant son an orphan in he custody of a maternal grandmother. In early boyhood, Charlie was adopted nd brought up as a son and brother in the family of Charles M. Miller, then f Swanton, Garrett County, Maryland. Here those native and nobler elements o liberally worked by the Creator's hand into the clay of his being ripened nto fruition as the thoughts deepened and the vision widened. Before reaching the age of sixteen years he received the rite of onfirmation in the Protestant Episcopal Church at Oakland, Maryland, and ied a communicant of that church. At the termination of two years in ollege, he stepped forth upon his own resources, buoyant of heart and heery in spirit, into the open arena of the battle of life. Bravely in that attle, on a bright autumn morning, October the 10th, 1912, his 23 birthday, ear Flemington Junction, New Jersey, leaving a crew which was under his irection as if to board a running freight, he failed to hear the dmonishing call of the General Superintendent, caught a hand hook of the assing train, and lifted himself high enough to be struck by a bridge-the nd was too quick for him to experience pain. But, if in the whirl and iolence of that tragic moment, the Lord was his shepherd, then he could ack nothing. Into that beautiful city of the silent, Congressional Cemetery t Washington, banked under a profusion of flo! wers of luxuriant growth and the richest bloom, he was laid to rest. When some man bearing the burden of age far down the hillslope of a long ourney, in the sear and yellow leaf of life, full of honors and his mission nded, bows under the rod and passes from view, even in grief we see nature ulfilling her laws; but when a youth, perfect in health and strong in hope n the morning of life, swept as the petal of a rose from the stem in a lighting blast, from our poor human view it seems hard and that he has lost uch that should have been his. But; Leaves have their time to fall, nd flowers to wither at the North wind's breath, nd stars to set-but all, hou hast all reason for thine own, O death." Hand dated 1912-probably from The Republican Newspaper) ===================================== ====================================== ooking for your Garrett County ancestors? Make sure to visit us on the web at: ttp://rootsweb.ancestry.com/~mdgarret/ ------------------------------------ f you need help with this list, make sure to email the list administrator, onny O'Haver, mdgarret-admin@rootsweb.com ------------------------------- o unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to MDGARRET-request@rootsweb.com ith the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of he message

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