Simcox, Carrie A. (Benson) 1861-1949

SIMCOX, BENSON, FORD, PAUL, PETERSON, SCHROEDER, MOSES, GLADE, ABBAS, WILLIAMS

Posted By: Charlene Barnhart
Date: 11/2/2006 at 13:07:36

Final Rites For Mrs. W. Simcox Held Tuesday

The many friends of Mrs. William Simcox were saddened to learn of the sudden death which occurred on Friday evening, July 1, 1949 at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Ed Ford. About three weeks ago Mr. and Mrs. Simcox came to the Ford home on a visit. Shortly after their arrival Mr. Simcox whose health has been poor for some time had to be taken to the Hampton hospital, where he is at the present time. The funeral was held on Tuesday afternoon at the Halvorson Funeral Home. Rev. R. A. Brough having charge of the service. Mrs. Constance Paul and Miss Suanne Peterson accompanied by Mrs. Letha Peterson sang "Rock of Ages" and "Sweet By and By". The pallbearers were Herman Schroeder, Lawrence Moses, William Schroder, John Glade, John Abbas and Roy Williams. Interment was made in the Garner cemetery.

Carrie A. Benson, daughter of Elisha and Henrietta Benson was born at Farmersburg, Iowa, December 4, 1861. She was educated and grew to womanhood in Farmersburg. On November 17, 1885 she was united in marriage to William H. Simcox at Farmersburg. She and Mr. Simcox lived in Iowa during all their married life of sixty-three and one-half years, living in Charles City, Nashua, Waukon, Garner and Audubon, at the latter place since 1914. Mrs. Simcox had two brother and four sisters all of who including a twin sister preceded her in death. She is survived by her husband, a son, Mr. Glenn Simcox of Arlington, Virginia, a daughter, Mrs. Ed Ford of Dows; two grandchildren and four great grandchildren. Mrs. Simcox was a remarkable woman in many ways. She had a lovely personality, a cultured mind and deep religious nature. Her life was devoted to her church, her home and family and her friends. She was a faithful member of the Methodist church at Audubon, with which she was affiliated during her entire residence at that place. She was deeply interested and active in every good cause for human betterment. The message that summoned her to a higher world came without apparent warning but it came to one whose whole life was a preparation for that event. While seated at the supper table at the home of her daughter on last Friday evening her soul passed peacefully into the life beyond. Passing on in the evening of life and at the close of a day suggests those beautiful last two verses of Tennyson's "Crossing the Bar".

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark;
For though from out our bourne
of time and place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have cros't the bar.