The Carter County Herald, September 17, 1925 WASH ENIX PASSES AWAY On last Friday morning just after the bright and glorious morning sun had raised herself enough to cast her sunlight from hill to hill and from valley to valley and the world could realize just how beautiful the rays of the sun were, the light of a soul crept out to meet its maker, in that George Washington Enix was called by Him to come up higher and be with Him who had gone to prepare a place for him that "where He was there he also could be." Wash was one of the oldest men of this county, being at the time of his death 85 years, seven months and 27 days old, and quite a secret rests with his life, as he was a man that hardly knew what a sick day meant, always in the best of health and met and parted with everyone with nothing but a jolly thought. His illness struck him some few months ago, and from the first it seemed that the deepness of it was such that medical aid could never reach it, and although he was a man of fine nerve, he didn't seem that he would ever recover, and stood with all his attention turned to the one who doeth all things well, and held his faith in Him from the time he took ill until his death. For years he had lived a Christian life, having been a member of the Christian Church for years. He left a bright testimony that all was well and that he wanted his friends to prepare, those of them who had not already done so, to meet him on the other side of the river. Mr. Enix was born in what is now commonly known as old Olive Hill and moved to the place where he lived and died at the mouth of Trough Camp on Tygarts Creek, a few miles north of this city, always casting his vote at the local voting place for years and years and at no time failing to make his appearance on election day to cast his vote for the man of his choice, which always appeared on the side of the Log Cabin, as his political opinion was as strong that way as his religious belief, was that Jesus died for sinners. Mr. Enix was born in what is now commonly known as old Olive Hill and moved to the place where he lived and died at the mouth of Trough Camp on Tygarts Creek, a few miles north of this city, always casting his vote at the local voting place for years and years and at no time failing to make his appearance on election day to cast his vote for the man of his choice, which always appeared on the side of the Log Cabin, as his political opinion was as strong that way as his religious belief, was that Jesus died for sinners. He leaves a brother, Lafe, at home; two sisters, Mr. Julia Gorman of this city and Mrs. Susie Gaynes, who until recently made her home in Cincinnati, besides a number of relatives and a host of friends. Saturday afternoon the funeral services were conducted by Rev. W. H. Setzer, pastor of the local Baptist Church, after which the remains were laid to rest in the family cemetery near the home of the late Taylor Enix, a brother of his who had gone on only a few years before and was ready to meet him on the other shore.
Submitted by: Bruce E. Logan, Jr. and David Tucker