Richard Andrew Wilson obit

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Richard Andrew Wilson obit - Dr. ‘Dick' Wilson Is Laid To Rest In Evergreen...
Dr. ‘Dick' Wilson Is Laid To Rest In Evergreen Cemetery T WICE cited for bravery on the battle fields of France. Dr. R. A. Wilson former city health officer, who took his own life Thursday j morning, was buried in Evergreen j cemetery Saturday morning. Muted strains of “Nearer My God I to Thee,” played by musicians of the Eighth cavalry, emphasized the impressiveness of the ceremonies conducted in behalf of the man who had served his country in time of war and spent almost four and a half years keeping intact the health of El Paso. “Dick** Wilson was a member if Masonic blue lodse No. 766 at Alp>ne, Texas. 1. J. King, worshipful master of No. 130, conducted the services at the grave, members of the lodge being in attendance. Dr. Wilson was also a member of El Paso Coman- derv, Knights Templar. His chapeau, with flowing white plume, rested on the casket, when this was in the Peak-Hagedon chapel during the services conducted prior to those at the grave. Soft lights, enhancing the subdued ; appointments of the room. Rowed heads, many belonging to those who had served with the doctor, when he fought back and conquered the death rate of the city. Mayor R. E. Thomason, members of the city council, county officials, city em­ ployes, children, perhaps those the j doctor had assisted the stork in bringing into the world. Former mayor C. E. Kelly, eyes cast down and nether jaw working. Doctors, among the city’s most prominent, were among those who filled the ! chapel to more than its capacity. Mrs. R. Rosch at the organ played softly “Nearer My God to Thee” and as softh this was sung by Miss; Frances Casselberry. “If T were not a preacher.*' Dr. Floyd Poe, pastor of the First Presbyterian church who officiated at ¿he chapel ceremonies said, “then I would be a doctor, if not a doctor,1 then I would be a teacher and if not a teacher, then I would be a lawyer. These four great professions are the essentials to organized human so-' cietv. “I am thinking of the war, when I physicians toiled day anti night patching up the wounded. I hid thinking of the ’sacrifice of eyesight and limbs they made in the development of the X-ray. I am thinking of the building of the Panama canal, where workers were tiding like flies, until three American doctors went on the ground. “I am thinking of the physicians, as they go into the foulest of places —places which you would not enter, mv friends—stench, filth, dirt, disease. Yet, day after day, night after night, they enter these places—taking their lives into their hands — cleaning these places, making them sanitary. “I am thinking of the physician returning after the war, broken in health and vet carrying on. 1 am thinking of the doctor, when little children come, bow they ease the pain and suffering. How we depend on the doctor! “I am thinking of the doctor, who fought unyieldingly for inoculation, vaccintaion, better housing conditions, better health conditions. Because of their skill, their courage, their interest and love of their pro* fession, we are living longer today. “Let me say to the doctors that no man can be very sick in body without being very sick in soul. Thus our two professions are interlocked. “Dr. Wilson was beyond the draft age, but he did not think of this. He volunteered when his country called. AH during his life, he kept his ideals throughout his practice. He had the respect and esteem of his brethren. If you want a correct view’ of him, go to those in his profession. “His influence in the health problems of El Paso will be felt for manv years to come. He left a hcaltri program which will call for the best skill and efforts from those carrying on this work.” From somewhere in the building came the sad notes of a canary. Soft organ music and pall bearers, physicians all, with the exception of one, slowly marched down the aisle. Rear doors, without a sound, were opened and the casket, on which reposed the Knight Templar chapeau, was taken out. “Finis” to the last chapter of “Dick” Wilson’s life here on this plane was written.

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  1. El Paso Herald,
  2. 07 Jan 1928, Sat,
  3. Page 1

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