Clarice Gladys (Alexander) Fuller

        "Aunt Clarice" was born to Samuel Logan and Anna Mae Alexander on June 5, 1910 . She was the first of 6 children. She lived in the home of a true pioneer of the Sale Creek Church of God. She married Harry Fuller and lived in Hodgetown, a part of Sale Creek , Tennessee .

       Clarice was a genteel woman. She loved her children (5 boys and I girl), grandchildren, and her nieces and nephews alike. She treated us all well. I always enjoyed being around her. She called me "Rexy Boy" and I didn't mind at all. She worked hard in the kitchen and garden. Aunt Clarice was a very good cook. I "really" liked her chicken and dumplings as well as banana pudding. They would melt in your mouth.

       I don't know of anyone she ever offended. She always tried to be diplomatic and keep peace but she stayed in close touch with the Lord. As she aged and had health problems, she prayed earnestly for the Lord to take her home. He didn't answer her immediately but on the summer morning of July 27, 1989 , she knew she knew she was going to die. One of her granddaughters was there and she told me that Aunt Clarice, who was not hallucinating, joyfully declared, "I see Jesus', and slipped away to her heavenly reward. Those who knew this sweet lady have no doubt that what she saw was real! She had planned every aspect of her funeral right down to the songs to be sung. It was joyous in that she finally went to be in HIS presence but painful to lose someone so respected and loved. She was one of those people that you felt would surely go to Heaven. She was laid to rest beside Harry in the Welsh Cemetery in Sale Creek.

       I really loved this lady and she will always have a warm place in my heart.

Hershel Wilson Alexander

Hershel, who was the oldest of the boys, was born September 22, 1912 to Logan and Mae Alexander.  He married Esther Elizabeth Edmondson and lived in the Slabtown. area. During WW II, he was drafted into the Army and served in North Africa .

       Some things left a permanent impression on me. He had a horse, Ole Maude, and she was the first horse I ever sat on. As a young child, I stayed with them when my mother worked. I developed a taste for fresh buttermilk, straight from the cow to the churn. Uncle Hershel often called me "Buttermilk Bill". I enjoyed being around him; he was a quite man with a strong character. He good-naturedly teased me and that was fine. The only time I ever saw him with tears was when I went to visit them prior to me shipping out to Korea . He had a soft side-or was it memories of his war experience? I never heard him speak of the war.

       He was employed by the Electric Power Board in Chattanooga . He enjoyed hunting squirrels, always raised a good garden, and at one time, he enjoyed a beer and chewing tobacco (and that is not a negative statement).

       Uncle Hershel developed severe kidney problems which ended his employment.  He endured dialysis treatments for some time. On May 27, 1977 , while I was stationed in Japan , he passed away. He is buried in the Welsh Cemetery in Sale Creek , Tennessee . I  really liked the man; he was always good to me. Upon receiving the news of his death, I had to spend some time alone and grieve for I had lost a fine uncle and knew I had been so much richer by having him jn my life. He was very special to me.

Esther Elizabeth Edmondson Alexander 

Born:                Sept17, 1920 to Louis and Opal (Keltch) Edmondson

Died:                Nov 4, 2002

Children:           Thomas Samuel Alexander

                        Jack Randall Alexander

            She was a second mother to me.

Compiled and Submitted by Rexford C. Alexander
rexcalex@bellsouth.net