Loving and faithful husband; admirable father of four boys; decorated soldier and patriot; pastor of the Lord's flock; preacher of the Gospel of Christ.
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Sweet Gum Lodge No. 542 F&AM: Master Mason
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Son of George Davis and "Nannie" Davis. His parents moved from North Georgia during the Depression to McMinn County, Tennessee where Dad grew up on a farm here. While attending Etowah High School, the "Pile Drivers," he lettered in several sports including: Football, Basketball and Track and Field. He even recieved an award for being the most outstanding athelete for the year of 1941 in his school.
Dad was slated to receive a scholarship to play football for Tennessee Tech after graduation, but that little tiff in Europe kept him away from home for three and a half years. When he did return stateside, he was, perhaps, a little too old and a little too shot up for the recruiters. Besides, by that time he had met Mom and had no lesser goal in mind than winning her hand and raising a family.
Dad and Mom moved to Chicago where he worked at General Mills. They wound up, after a few years back down South in Memphis.
Along about 1957, Dad surrendered to the call to preach the Gospel and pastor the Lord's flock. He pastored several churches in McMinn, North Carolina and even in Chicago. He was a very humble man and would be embarassed to hear me say that he met with great success in his endeavor, leading many to a personal relationship with our Lord and baptizing them in His name.
Dad was an avid hunter and fisherman. His favorite, and really only, hobby was Fox Hunting. It's not like you see in the movies or the pictures of the Englsih Gentry chasing their dogs on horseback. No, this mostly involved a half dozen men sitting around a campfire, late at night, listening to the baying of their hounds chasing their prey through the hollows of East Tennessee.
Dad's health never was quite right after his time in service. He experienced chronic and often intense gastro-intestinal problems culminating in major surgery in 1974. The doctors told him he wouldn't have survived without the surgery, but it did leave him greatly debilitated and he could no longer hold down a job or pastor a church in the manner he believed God had called him to do. (With Dad, it was always all or nothing.) Although he no longer pastored, he was still active preaching for other pastors and to whomever he had opportunity to share the love of God.
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C.O.D.: Lung Cancer
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Sweet Gum Lodge No. 542 F&AM: Master Mason
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Son of George Davis and "Nannie" Davis. His parents moved from North Georgia during the Depression to McMinn County, Tennessee where Dad grew up on a farm here. While attending Etowah High School, the "Pile Drivers," he lettered in several sports including: Football, Basketball and Track and Field. He even recieved an award for being the most outstanding athelete for the year of 1941 in his school.
Dad was slated to receive a scholarship to play football for Tennessee Tech after graduation, but that little tiff in Europe kept him away from home for three and a half years. When he did return stateside, he was, perhaps, a little too old and a little too shot up for the recruiters. Besides, by that time he had met Mom and had no lesser goal in mind than winning her hand and raising a family.
Dad and Mom moved to Chicago where he worked at General Mills. They wound up, after a few years back down South in Memphis.
Along about 1957, Dad surrendered to the call to preach the Gospel and pastor the Lord's flock. He pastored several churches in McMinn, North Carolina and even in Chicago. He was a very humble man and would be embarassed to hear me say that he met with great success in his endeavor, leading many to a personal relationship with our Lord and baptizing them in His name.
Dad was an avid hunter and fisherman. His favorite, and really only, hobby was Fox Hunting. It's not like you see in the movies or the pictures of the Englsih Gentry chasing their dogs on horseback. No, this mostly involved a half dozen men sitting around a campfire, late at night, listening to the baying of their hounds chasing their prey through the hollows of East Tennessee.
Dad's health never was quite right after his time in service. He experienced chronic and often intense gastro-intestinal problems culminating in major surgery in 1974. The doctors told him he wouldn't have survived without the surgery, but it did leave him greatly debilitated and he could no longer hold down a job or pastor a church in the manner he believed God had called him to do. (With Dad, it was always all or nothing.) Although he no longer pastored, he was still active preaching for other pastors and to whomever he had opportunity to share the love of God.
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C.O.D.: Lung Cancer
Loving and faithful husband; admirable father of four boys; decorated soldier and patriot; pastor of the Lord's flock; preacher of the Gospel of Christ.
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Sweet Gum Lodge No. 542 F&AM: Master Mason
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Son of George Davis and "Nannie" Davis. His parents moved from North Georgia during the Depression to McMinn County, Tennessee where Dad grew up on a farm here. While attending Etowah High School, the "Pile Drivers," he lettered in several sports including: Football, Basketball and Track and Field. He even recieved an award for being the most outstanding athelete for the year of 1941 in his school.
Dad was slated to receive a scholarship to play football for Tennessee Tech after graduation, but that little tiff in Europe kept him away from home for three and a half years. When he did return stateside, he was, perhaps, a little too old and a little too shot up for the recruiters. Besides, by that time he had met Mom and had no lesser goal in mind than winning her hand and raising a family.
Dad and Mom moved to Chicago where he worked at General Mills. They wound up, after a few years back down South in Memphis.
Along about 1957, Dad surrendered to the call to preach the Gospel and pastor the Lord's flock. He pastored several churches in McMinn, North Carolina and even in Chicago. He was a very humble man and would be embarassed to hear me say that he met with great success in his endeavor, leading many to a personal relationship with our Lord and baptizing them in His name.
Dad was an avid hunter and fisherman. His favorite, and really only, hobby was Fox Hunting. It's not like you see in the movies or the pictures of the Englsih Gentry chasing their dogs on horseback. No, this mostly involved a half dozen men sitting around a campfire, late at night, listening to the baying of their hounds chasing their prey through the hollows of East Tennessee.
Dad's health never was quite right after his time in service. He experienced chronic and often intense gastro-intestinal problems culminating in major surgery in 1974. The doctors told him he wouldn't have survived without the surgery, but it did leave him greatly debilitated and he could no longer hold down a job or pastor a church in the manner he believed God had called him to do. (With Dad, it was always all or nothing.) Although he no longer pastored, he was still active preaching for other pastors and to whomever he had opportunity to share the love of God.
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C.O.D.: Lung Cancer
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Sweet Gum Lodge No. 542 F&AM: Master Mason
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Son of George Davis and "Nannie" Davis. His parents moved from North Georgia during the Depression to McMinn County, Tennessee where Dad grew up on a farm here. While attending Etowah High School, the "Pile Drivers," he lettered in several sports including: Football, Basketball and Track and Field. He even recieved an award for being the most outstanding athelete for the year of 1941 in his school.
Dad was slated to receive a scholarship to play football for Tennessee Tech after graduation, but that little tiff in Europe kept him away from home for three and a half years. When he did return stateside, he was, perhaps, a little too old and a little too shot up for the recruiters. Besides, by that time he had met Mom and had no lesser goal in mind than winning her hand and raising a family.
Dad and Mom moved to Chicago where he worked at General Mills. They wound up, after a few years back down South in Memphis.
Along about 1957, Dad surrendered to the call to preach the Gospel and pastor the Lord's flock. He pastored several churches in McMinn, North Carolina and even in Chicago. He was a very humble man and would be embarassed to hear me say that he met with great success in his endeavor, leading many to a personal relationship with our Lord and baptizing them in His name.
Dad was an avid hunter and fisherman. His favorite, and really only, hobby was Fox Hunting. It's not like you see in the movies or the pictures of the Englsih Gentry chasing their dogs on horseback. No, this mostly involved a half dozen men sitting around a campfire, late at night, listening to the baying of their hounds chasing their prey through the hollows of East Tennessee.
Dad's health never was quite right after his time in service. He experienced chronic and often intense gastro-intestinal problems culminating in major surgery in 1974. The doctors told him he wouldn't have survived without the surgery, but it did leave him greatly debilitated and he could no longer hold down a job or pastor a church in the manner he believed God had called him to do. (With Dad, it was always all or nothing.) Although he no longer pastored, he was still active preaching for other pastors and to whomever he had opportunity to share the love of God.
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C.O.D.: Lung Cancer
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