Lucille Augusta Nance

December 16, 1903-March 31, 1908

A copy of her obituatary

The writing is difficult to read from the preceding copy. The text is as follows:

Death Takes An Only Child

Little Lucille Nance Passed Away

Tuesday Morning After

Short Illness

The many friends and acquaintances of Mr. and Mrs. George H. Nance and their relatives will bow with them in sorrow for the death of their little Lucille Augusta, who passed away on Tuesday morning at 4 o'clock after a brief illness.

The little one passed away at the age of four years, three months and fifteen days. Her death robs her heartbroken parents of their only child and object of their every affections, and leaves them now with bowed heads and hearts filled with sorrow. The death too affects many friends, and many join the loving parents in mourning.

Funeral services will be conducted on Wednesday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock at the home of the father's parents, Mr. and Mrs. F. A. Nance, in the Nance business brink on West Main at which place they had been living since their return to Marion a few weeks ago from Alton. The funeral services will be conducted by Rev. L. J. Millikan, pastor of the M. E. church. Interment will occur at Rose Hill cemetery.

The parents are well know Marion people. The father is the son of Mr. and Mrs. F. A. Nance, and is employed at the Egyptian Powder Co.'s plant near this city as a bookkeeper. Mrs. Nance was formerly Miss Jessie Hendrickson, daughter of the late Hartwell Henderickson and Mrs. Nannie Henderickson, one of Marion's best known ladies. They are surrounded by many friends.

Lucille was the aunt I never knew or even heard much of as I grew up. Still there is a memory I have of my grandfather looking through pictures one day and coming across a picture of Lucille. He said some like, "When the coroner came looked at the body all he could talk about was what a perfect child Lucille was. Perfect features. Not one flaw." Now, where of not the coroner said that is of little consequence. It's the act of remembering for me that is so strong. My grandfather was well into his 80's when he retold that story. In fact it's one of the few stories of the family I ever remember him saying. That aunt I never had was only a beautiful memory, but she stayed with my grandfather until his death and is now passed on to me. May my grandchildren find Lucille even a more perfect little girl than I ever did.

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