Note: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=46432957 I was in school, Boggsville, one room school, Florence Galbreath was my teacher, cold dreary day. My dad came to school to get me, took me home to see Timothy. Very small, looked like he was sleeping. Dad put Timothy in the car on the front seat between us, dad was quiet, we went to the cemetery in Slate Lick, the man at the cemetery buried Timothy, we went home.
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