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- [S13] Allen, Marguerite Hendricks, Henry Hendricks Genealogy, (Henry Hendricks Family Organization, Third Ed. 1995), Page 14., JSMB US/CAN Book 929.273 H384a.
JOHN THOMPSON HENDRICKS, son of John3 (Henry1) and Mary (Perkins) Hendricks, born 26 Aug. 1793, Rockingham Co., N.C. and died 19 Apr 1888 in Simpson Co., Kentucky. He married TABITHA DORRIS (Seeappendix--DORRIS ANCESTRY) 25 July, 1818, in Sumner Co. Tenn., daughter of William and Catherine (Frost) Dorris. She was born 12 Jan. 1804 in Sumner Co., Tenn. She died 8 Jan. 1890 in Simpson Co., Ky., and was buried alongside her husband in the Peden Burial Ground, near Franklin, Ky.
The following is a verbatim copy of the obituary notice of the death of John Thompson Hendricks:
Captain John T. Hendricks "The final moment came, the weary wheels of life stood still, and a long and beautiful life was peacefully ended. "Capt. John T. Hendricks (we love to call him Uncle John) was born in North Carolina 26 Aug. 1793; emigrated to Kentucky in 1902, and died in his ninety-fifth year, 19 Apr. 1888. Like a shock of corn in his season, he came to his grain in full age, honored and revered by all whose pleasure it was to know him. "Though his end was anticipated, yet a gloom pervades the community in which he lived; by none is he missed so sadly as by his worthy help-meet, who walked with him seventy years through this earthly vale, the idol of his heart. His comforter in every time of trouble (besides his Maker and Redeemer) his all, and in all God bless Aunt Tabitha Hendricks. May this dispensation of providence work out for her a far more exceding and eternal weight of glory, whereby she may meet him in realms of bliss when the trials of earth are over. May all those who were near to him by the ties of consanguinity, be reconciled to his departure, for to depart and be with Christ is far better. Stand fast therefore children, with one mind and heart, striving together for the faith of the Gospel promises. "It would weem to be a matter of supererogation to say anything commendatory of this old departed patriarch since he was so well and favorably known. First of all when a young man, he obeyed the mandates of the scriptures, to-wit. Made his bread by the sweat of his brow; he was a wagon maker by trade. His timbers were always seasoned, as those who patronized him can testify. He was a patriot, and demonstrated his love for the fair name of his country by offering his services in her defense at the battle of New Orleans. Returning home from that sanguinary conflict, he determined that it was not good that man should be alone,
and so he chose for a wife the fair Miss Tabitha Dorris, daghter of William Dorris, living at Hamilton Station,
an Indian Fort near Tyree Springs, Tenn. He then planted a tree, built a house and reared up sons and daughters; five daughters to be a comfort to him in his declining years. Under the shade of this same tree he ever afterwards lived in peace and harmony for seventy years and like the old patriarch Jacob, 'gathered up his feet into his bed and yielded up the ghost.'"
- [S13] Allen, Marguerite Hendricks, Henry Hendricks Genealogy, (Henry Hendricks Family Organization, Third Ed. 1995), Page 14., JSMB US/CAN Book 929.273 H384a.
The following is a verbatim copy of the obituary notice of the death of John Thompson Hendricks: Captain John T. Hendricks "The final moment came, the weary wheels of life stood still, and a long and beautiful life was peacefully ended. "Capt. John T. Hendricks (we love to call him Uncle John) was born in North Carolina 26 Aug. 1793; emigrated to Kentucky in 1902, and died in his ninety-fifth year, 19 Apr. 1888. Like a shock of corn in his season, he came to his grain in full age, honored and revered by all whose pleasure it was to know him. "Though his end was anticipated, yet a gloom pervades the community in which he lived; by none is he missed so sadly as by his worthy help-meet, who walked with him seventy years through this earthly vale, the idol of his heart. His comforter in every time of trouble (besides his Maker and Redeemer) his all, and in all God bless Aunt Tabitha Hendricks. May this dispensation of providence work out for her a far more exceding and eternal weight of glory, whereby she may meet him in realms of bliss when the trials of earth are over. May all those who were near to him by the ties of consanguinity, be reconciled to his departure, for to depart and be with Christ is far better. Stand fast therefore children, with one mind and heart, striving together for the faith of the Gospel promises. "It would weem to be a matter of supererogation to say anything commendatory of this old departed patriarch since he was so well and favorably known. First of all when a young man, he obeyed the mandates of the scriptures, to-wit. Made his bread by the sweat of his brow; he was a wagon maker by trade. His timbers were always seasoned, as those who patronized him can testify. He was a patriot, and demonstrated his love for the fair name of his country by offering his services in her defense at the battle of New Orleans. Returning home from that sanguinary conflict, he determined that it was not good that man should be alone,
and so he chose for a wife the fair Miss Tabitha Dorris, daghter of William Dorris, living at Hamilton Station,
an Indian Fort near Tyree Springs, Tenn. He then planted a tree, built a house and reared up sons and daughters; five daughters to be a comfort to him in his declining years. Under the shade of this same tree he ever afterwards lived in peace and harmony for seventy years and like the old patriarch Jacob, 'gathered up his feet into his bed and yielded up the ghost.'"
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