McALPIN, John
Date of death: 25 Mar 1893 – Needham Township, Johnson County, Indiana
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, March 24, 1893, page 1
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Jno. McAlpin’s death occurred Thursday after an illness of several weeks. He suffered from what is known in common parlance as an impoverished condition of the blood or a deficiency in the red corpuscles. The deceased was one of Needham township’s most estimable citizens and his death is greatly deplored.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, April 14, 1893, page 6
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OBITUARY
John McAlpin was born October 24, 1846. His father died when he was about one-year-old. He was therefore the widow’s son and made early acquaintance with life’s struggles. He had no sister and but one brother, who was born after the father’s death. The mother succeeded in rearing her boys in good habits and both became Christians and honorable useful men, a great comfort and support to her until her death which occurred a few years ago. About the age of twenty John became a Christian and a member of the Baptist church in which he continued until eight years ago, when he united with Franklin Christian church of which his wife was a member. On February 2, 1876, he was married to Mary E. Parkhurst, daughter of J. M. and Elizabeth Parkhurst. To them were born two sons, Willie and Charlie. After a sickness of eight weeks he died, on the 15th of March, 1893. The funeral services were conducted by E. L. Frazier, the minister who officiated at his marriage and in the same house wherein he was married seventeen years before. Few men were more devoted to home and family, more just and upright in life, or more industrious and frugal. His wife and boys are left to mourn the loss of a good, kind and loving husband and father, but they part with the hope of another meeting, for he lived and died in the Christian’s faith and with the Christian’s hope. The funeral sermon was from John 14th chapter, 1st, 2nd and 3rd, verses.
We miss thee from our home dear one;
We miss thee from thy place;
A shadow o’er our life is cast;
We miss the sunshine of thy face,
We miss thy kind and willing hand,
Thy fond and earnest care;
Our home is dark without thee –
We miss thee everywhere.
Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry