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Surnames: CHRISTENBERRY, GOAD, WILSON, SIPES, BABER, ASHCRAFT, REINTJES
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The Bloomfield News, Bloomfield, Indiana, May 28, 1936, page 3:
"DEATH'S HARVEST
CHRISTENBERRY
Granville CHRISTENBERRY, son of Amon M. and Anna CHRISTENBERRY, was born in Greene county,
Indiana, February 26, 1861, and departed this life early Sunday morning in the same
county, May 24, 1936; being at the time of his death, seventy-five years, two months and
twenty-eight days of age. His parents, one brother, Joseph CHRISTENBERRY, and two
sisters, Susan and Lucy Jane CHRISTENBERRY, preceded him in death.
He was married first to Margaret WILSON, and to this union one daughter, Jessie, was born.
This union was broken by the death of his wife, and he was again united in marriage to
Laura Ellen SIPES, and to this union five children were born. They are Fred of Terre
Haute; Norval of Detroit, Mich.; Golda, Annis and Farol, at home.
Besides the children, he leaves a sister, Mrs. Alice BABER, to ever miss him, but to
always cherish his tender kindness; his wife, two granddaughters, Mrs. LeRoy ASHCRAFT, of
Switz City, and Mrs. Lucille REINTJES, of Linton, and one great-granddaughter, Jacqueline
Joyce ASHCRAFT. He also leaves a host of other relatives and friends.
In early life, Mr. CHRISTENBERRY affiliated with the United Brethren church at Mud Pike,
and throughout his life he exemplified those manly traits of a Christian man. He was a
devoted husband, a kind father and a good neighbor. He had been ill for three months and
during that time he bore his illness with patience and fortitude, making it easier for
those who watched by his bedside.
Mr. CHRISTENBERRY'S occupation was farming, and from his contact with nature he must
have gathered much goods. It would seem that he had learned to -
"Live out his burdens and to live out his cares, and to live for the harvest the
summer prepares; to live for each task and its prize to be won, the joy of achievement
when labors are don. He lived to rejoice that God made him a Man, and gave him a share of
His infinite plan. It is not death to died; to leave this weary road, and, midst the
brotherhood on high to be at home with God. It is not death to close the eye long dimmed
by tears, and wake in glorious repose to spend the eternal years. It is not death to
fling aside this sinful dust, and rise on strong, exulting wing to live among the
just."