........When I was small you seemed so very tall.
Davis Jordan was the son of Beulah Wilson Jordan and Roy Jordan. He was a wonderful son, nephew, brother and cousin. A great light was extinguished in our family when Davis was killed in an automobile accident between Sherman and Denison, on his mother's birthday, at the age of 18.
Aunt Beulah said Davis was a friend to everyone but especially to those that were "down on their luck". When they were living in Dallas, Davis once befriended a young handicapped boy in a wheelchair. He didn't have many friends and Davis asked if he'd like to come home for some of Aunt Beulah's cooking. The trip to the house was over a mile.. pushing the wheel chair.. but Davis was glad to do it. After supper that night Davis escorted the young man back to his own home.
The first funeral I ever attended was with Davis. His cat had been killed in Van Alstyne when I was 7. We prepared him in a box and held our own funeral. I remember Davis crying. He loved animals and birds.
I spent time with Davis 4 months before the automobile accident. We walked to a local convenience store for a coke and he asked me about myself, my dog, my family and my friends. I treasure that memory.
.......We love you Davis.......
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