C. Susan (Gray) Gaffey, 29 Nov. 1868 - 18 Oct, 1922

GAFFEY, GRAY, GREY, MORRIS, CRANE, MCCUNE, FREEMAN, WALSH, HANNAN, BOWMAN, KENNEDY

Posted By: Frank Holmes (email)
Date: 3/15/2004 at 11:27:27

Williamsburg Tribune Journal
Thurs., Oct. 26, 1922

The people of this community
were shocked on Wednesday even-
ing when the sad news was sent over
the telephone lines stating that
Mrs. James Gaffey had died sud-
denly at her home east of Holbrook.

Mrs. Gaffey's maiden name was
Susan Gray and was born on the
Thomas Grey Homestead in this
vicinity fifty one years ago. On
June 10, 1898 she was united in
marriage with James Gaffey. The
young couple started housekeeping
on the Gaffey farm which has
since been their home. Mr. and
Mrs. Gaffey were the parents of
five children two girls and three
boys. One son died in infancy and
those left to mourn the loss of a
kind and loving wife and mother
are the husband and Misses Mary,
Anna, Francis and William all
residing at home. Mrs. Gaffey will
always be remembered as a kind
loving devoted mother. A grand
neighbor and an earnest faithful
Catholic, fulfilling her whole duty to
her home, her church and her God.
The funeral was held on Friday
morning with services in St. Michael's
church at 9 o'clock. A solemn
Requiem High Mass was celebrated
with Rev. W. L. Hannon, celebrant,
Rev. M. J. Hannon, Decon (sic.) and Rev.
J. J. Moriarty Sub-Deacon. Father
Moriarty delivered an eloquent and
impressive funeral sermon on death
and the life of the deceased. As the
procession was leaving the church
the hymn "Oh Lord Have Mercy and
Compassion" was sung by John
McGillicuddy. The interment was
in the Holbrook cemetery. Those
from a distance attending the funer-
al were Mr. and Mrs. Thos. Gaffey,
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Morris, Morrison,
Illinois; Mrs. Mary Crane, Mrs.
Lizzie McCune, Mr. and Mrs. Ray
Freeman, Miss Josephine Crane,
Thos. Walsh and Michael McCune,
Cedar Rapids, Miss Katie Hannan.
Grinnell, Mr. and Mrs. C. Bowman
Miss Mary Walsh and Vincent
Gaffey, Iowa City, Mr. and Mrs.
E. J. Kennedy and family, Deep
River.

The circle is broken - one seat is
forsaken -
One bud from the tree of our friend-
ship is shaken -
One heart from among us no longer
shall thrill
With joy in our gladness, or grief
in our ill.

Our good and gentle friend whose
smile
Made brighter summer hours
Amid the frosts of autumn time
Has left us with the flowers.

The light of her grand life went
down,
As sinks behind the hill
The glory of a setting star -
Clear suddenly and still.

As a cloud of the sunset slow melt-
ing in heaven,
As a star that is lost when the day -
light is given
As a glad dream of slumber, which
wakens in bliss,
She has passed to the world of the
holy from this.