PVT Robert L. Davis
PVT Robert L. Davis
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Pvt. Robert Lee Davis, son of Mrs. Andy Davis and the late Mr. Davis, was born Nov. 22, 1922, and was killed overseas in WWII on May 13, 1944, at Anzio Beach, Italy. Age 21 years, five months and 21 days.
He professed faith in
Christ at the age of 15 years and united with the
He volunteered and had
been in service for four years. He had participated in three major
battles in North Africa and
R.L. is gone but not forgotten, and may the vacancy made in our hearts by his brave, heroic death be filled with the spirit of God’s love. We realize that God in His infinite wisdom doeth all things well, yet we miss him; but hope whispers in our ears, “We will meet him in a better world than this.”
R.L. leaves to mourn
his departure his mother; three brothers, Carl and Junior of Madisonville and
J.B. Davis of
“God is our refuge and strength; a very present help in trouble.”
Written by Mother.
The following letter was found in a notebook in the locker of Robert Lee Davis, who was killed in action some time ago, and is a letter that was to have been mailed to his mother, Mrs. Andy Davis: "Dearest mother, this is 2 p.m., May 11, 1944, and it looks like we are face to face with the bigger battle ahead, so if I don't return from this one you must hope on for a month, but at the end of that time you must accept the fact that I have sacrificed myself for what we know is right, as so many splendid fellows have done. It will be hard for you, but you will disappoint me if you do not at least try to accept this fact, for I shall have done my duty to the utmost of my ability. No man can do more, and no one calling himself a man could do less. Today we are faced with the greatest challenge to Christianity and civilization that the world has ever seen, and I count myself honored to be the right age and fully trained to throw my full weight into the battle. For this I have to thank you. There will be more work for you to do after I am gone, for the home front will still have to stand for years after the war is won. You must not grieve for me; I have no fear of death and I would have it no other way. We are sent to this world to acquire a personality and character to take with us that can never be taken from us, and I am prepared to die with just one regret and only one--that is, that I could not devote myself to making your declining years more happy by being with you. But you will live in peace and freedom and I shall have directly contributed to that; so again my life will not have been in vain. May God be with you in your dark and sad hours."
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