In Memoriam: Hubert Howard Williams, Jr.

 		b. 1960

		d. March 13, 1980

	 		pb. Ebenezer Cemetery, Malesus, Tenn.

    H. Howard Williams, older son of Hubert H. and Betty Watlington Williams died in March 1980, in Jackson, Tenn. after a losing battle with a malignant brain tumor. Howard had endeared himself to relatives, neighbors, school friends and teachers. He was interested in photography and had a dark-room to print some of his own pictures. He had taken a good interest in 4-H Clubs, Boy Scouts and farm life and was helpful in caring for the cattle and other farm jobs. He had learned to operate much of the heavy machinery of the farm and was in his junior year in high school when a problem with Howard's vision made an investigative medical exam necessary.

After the initial surgery in December, 1976, Howard responded well and after some home instruction was able to return to Southside High School and complete his high school studies. Being an alert, eager student, Howard met such emergencies well, and graduated with his class in 1978.

The following Fall he enrolled in Lambuth College and despite a severe loss of eyesight and physical strength and vitality, he was able to complete a full course of studies in 1978-79 and continued in the next year. But the health problem persisted and in the winter of 1979-80 he had recurring illnesses and treatment. Enduring severe pain the last weeks of his life, Howard died valiantly on March 13, 1980 at Jackson-Madison Co. General Hospital.   Howard had early made his profession of faith in Christ and joined the Anderson Chapel Presbyterian Church at Madison Hall with his parents. His funeral service was conducted at Griffin Funeral Chapel in Jackson and a special memorial service was held at Lambuth College where he had attended the last crucial years of his young life. He was buried in the beautiful Ebenezer Cemetery at Malesus where his mother's parents are buried.

We note here that Howard was the first of twenty-five grandchildren of Ulrich A. and Jennie Hammond Watlington to die, and three generations mourned his passing. His presence is still with us.