Cambria Freeman
Ebensburg, Pa.
Friday, 13 Apr 1906
Death of Dr. J. Ross Garman
At the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. D. A. Garman (near North Barnesboro) the immortal spirit of J. Ross Garman passed from time into eternity. Dr. Garman was a young man, being only 23 years, 4 months and 23 days of age and until overtaken by his last illness had every reason to look forward to a bright and successful future.
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On February 28th he was compelled to return home, owing to an attack of typhoid fever, which developed into the most virulent type. Although everything in medical skill was resorted to and every loving attention lavished upon him, he was forced to give up his brave battle against the angel of death and on Saturday, March 31st, surrounded by his loved ones, calmly bade farewell and peacefully passed to that other shore, where we hope and believe he was received and welcomed by the host of redeemed ones.
Surviving him are his parents, five sisters and three brothers.
When he died one of those five sisters was fifteen years old, a particularly vulnerable age for a girl to lose an older brother, and she had idolized him. For the next seventy-four years she would describe the feeling she had that day the same way, how her heart felt like a "cold rock" and every time she talked about it she would have the same pained, quizzical look on her face. I can see that face now.
Ebensburg, Pa.
Friday, 13 Apr 1906
Death of Dr. J. Ross Garman
At the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. D. A. Garman (near North Barnesboro) the immortal spirit of J. Ross Garman passed from time into eternity. Dr. Garman was a young man, being only 23 years, 4 months and 23 days of age and until overtaken by his last illness had every reason to look forward to a bright and successful future.
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On February 28th he was compelled to return home, owing to an attack of typhoid fever, which developed into the most virulent type. Although everything in medical skill was resorted to and every loving attention lavished upon him, he was forced to give up his brave battle against the angel of death and on Saturday, March 31st, surrounded by his loved ones, calmly bade farewell and peacefully passed to that other shore, where we hope and believe he was received and welcomed by the host of redeemed ones.
Surviving him are his parents, five sisters and three brothers.
When he died one of those five sisters was fifteen years old, a particularly vulnerable age for a girl to lose an older brother, and she had idolized him. For the next seventy-four years she would describe the feeling she had that day the same way, how her heart felt like a "cold rock" and every time she talked about it she would have the same pained, quizzical look on her face. I can see that face now.
