(Following copied from THE BOLES ORPHAN HOME MAGAZINE, April 1940 Pages 4 & 5)
Brother A. C. Nance Dies
On Thursday April 7, 1940 the spirit of Brother A. C. Nance left this fleshy house of clay to go and be with Christ. I was at Ozona when the news came that Brother Nance was dead. He was seriously sick for a short time but he had not been a well man for some time. On my way home from Ozona I went to see the family, and Sister Nance told me that it was Brother Nance's request that I have
Part in the funeral. Brother J. Pat Salyer of Coleman takes the lead in the services, It was raining at the time of the funeral but the house was filled and many stood in the vestibule. Brother Nance was highly respected in the town of Commanche. In fact all who knew him loved him and respected him for his pure life day and day out.
A. C. Nance was born at Woodbury, in Hill Co., August 15, 1882. He was baptized at Woodbury September 26, 1903 by Brother W. A. Bentley. Was married to Stella Moody, May 12, 1907 and there were three children born to this union, viz Marion, of Dallas, John Moody of Lometa and Mozelle of Commanche, The two sons are married but the daughter, Mozelle is single and made her home with her parents. Brother Nance taught school for 12 years and has preached for the past 15 years. He has done local work at several places and always made friends. At Ozona, Lometa and Commanche he is highly regarded as a real Christian.
After the funeral at Commanche the body was carried over land to Hillsboro where the final services were held by Brother H. W. McLish Sunday afternoon and the body now rests in the Hillsboro Cemetery.
In the passing of Brother Nance I feel that I have not only lost a personal friend but Boles Home has lost one of her strongest advocates and workers for support. Brother Nance was ever ready to make a talk for our truck or for contributions. I hope and pray that the good wife and two sons and daughter will carry on from where the good husband and father laid down his bright and shining armor.
One of the faithful sisters, Mrs. Odell Morris has written a poem after Brother Nance had died in his memory. It is so full of truth I give it here:
J.B.N.
We often wonder why good are first to go,
But what is best we never know.
A pleasant smile he always wore,
And never a person did he ignore.
He was always so kind, thoughtful and gay,
And went about doing good every day.
Plain, undefiled religion he preached
Hoping some honest hearts he'd reached.
His toils on this earth were not in vain
Because he is prepared to live again.
His life is a true pattern for us all,
And gives courage to prepare for the Master's call.
Mrs. Odell Morris