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A Columbia County Boy's Recollections and Memories of Columbia County Florida (2012) Lenvil H. Dicks







              His answer somewhat surprised me. He said that the little boy was lying on the bed, and appeared to be
              perfectly comfortable, did not exhibit any symptoms of any pain whatsoever, although the skin was
              completely burned off his entire body. He said that the child laid there, responsive to anything that was
              said to him, and without exhibiting any concern of pain; he just laid there on his little bed, and
              eventually just closed his eyes and left this world.

              1 hesitated, and weighed the pros and cons of telling this story in this book, especially since I did not
              have any personal recollection of this incident. However, hearing about it, at the age at which it was told
              to me, left an impression on me that has lasted for nearly 80 years since it was told to me, and I figure
              that this attempt of mine to memorialize that little boy’s horrible situation, by putting it on paper, may
              keep that incident from being completely forgotten.


              Mr. Charley Pearce and his wife, who died several years before he did, are both buried in Hopeful
              Cemetery, although their headstones were made of poured concrete and the lettering has all disappeared
              from them. Beside Mr. Charley Pearce is a small headstone apparently marking the grave of a small
              child, and there is no legible writing on that headstone either. I can only assume that this would be the
              grave of little Fred Pearce, but 1 know the two adjacent graves are the graves of Mr. & Mrs. Pearce
              because somewhere years ago someone told me that was where they were buried.

              Also, in the next burial plot, at the foot of Mr. Charley Pearce, is the grave of Allison Pearce, who was
              the father of my cousin Rudolph, and who was the husband of my mother’s sister, Clara, whom we all
              called Aunt Babe. Therefore, since the Pearce’s are right there sort of together in the cemetery, 1 can
              only assume the child’s grave to be that of little Fred Pearce, since 1 am not aware of any other Pearce
              child that died as a child.

              One of Mr. Charley Pearce’s sons, Ralph Pearce, is the father of a grade school and high school class
              mate of mine, Gerthena Pearce, and it is from Gerthena that I was able to come up with the child’s name
              of being Fred Pearce. All of my life I have known about this situation, but until I talked to Gerthena
              recently I had no name to go with the story, she had gotten it from her father, Ralph Pearce, older
              brother of Fred. Fred Pearce was her uncle, years before she was ever born.






































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