Charles Ray Abbott was the son of Virgil Ernest Abbott and Minnie Camilla Abbott, brother of Marvin Brown Abbott. My Uncle, who died more than 16 years before I was born, was a tall, handsome man who was admired by friends and acquaintences and deeply loved by his family. He was known to be a very friendly, talented and intelligent young man. He was a member of the earliest athletic teams at Pasadena (TX) High School and proudly wore his sweater with a large P. At a very young age he contracted Tuberculosis. He moved to Tucson, Arizona hoping that the hot, dry weather would help to restore his health. As his health declined, the family moved him back home to Texas and he passed away at a sanitorium in Kerrville, Texas one month before his 28th birthday. The world lost a special person, with great potential that day.
Charles Ray Abbott was the son of Virgil Ernest Abbott and Minnie Camilla Abbott, brother of Marvin Brown Abbott. My Uncle, who died more than 16 years before I was born, was a tall, handsome man who was admired by friends and acquaintences and deeply loved by his family. He was known to be a very friendly, talented and intelligent young man. He was a member of the earliest athletic teams at Pasadena (TX) High School and proudly wore his sweater with a large P. At a very young age he contracted Tuberculosis. He moved to Tucson, Arizona hoping that the hot, dry weather would help to restore his health. As his health declined, the family moved him back home to Texas and he passed away at a sanitorium in Kerrville, Texas one month before his 28th birthday. The world lost a special person, with great potential that day.
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The marker includes the last line of a poem by James Whitcomb Riley, "He is Just Away".
I cannot say, and I will not say that he is dead, he is just away. With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand, he has wandered into an unknown land. And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be, since he lingers there. And you-oh you, who the wildest yearn, for an old-time step, and the glad return, think of him faring on, as dear. In the love as there as the love of here, think of him still as the same. I say he is not dead, he is just away.
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