Phillip Daniel WOOD

1921 - 2004  (83 years)

• Name	Phillip Daniel WOOD
  Birth	22 Feb 1921	Madison County, GA
  Gender	Male
  Military	WWII Veteran US Army  [1]
  Death	5 Jun 2004	Athens, Clarke County, GA   [2]
  	Cause: Died of Aleizhmer's Disease
  Burial	7 Jun 2004	Berea Cemetery, Commerce, Jackson County, GA   [2]
  Person ID	I1499	Wood-Lester
  Last Modified	17 May 2024

  
  

  Father	Elmer George WOOD,   b. 27 Sep 1898, Jackson County, GA d. 20 Dec 1979, Jackson County, GA (Age 81 years)
  Relationship	natural
  Mother	Willie Catherine MCGINNIS,   b. 21 Jun 1898, Jackson County, GA d. 10 Nov 1960, Richmond County, GA (Age 62 years)
  Relationship	natural
  Marriage	28 Jul 1918	Jackson County, GA
  Family ID	F615	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  
  

  Family	Betty Jo SORROW,   b. 31 Mar 1931, Jackson County, GA d. 23 May 2004, Commerce, Jackson County, GA (Age 73 years)
  Marriage	28 Feb 1948	Jackson County, GA
  Children	+ 1. Phyllis Jan WOOD + 2. Patricia Deborah WOOD
  Family ID	F1776	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	17 May 2024

  
  

• Photos

  Children of Elmer George Wood and Willie Catherine McGinnis L-R: Phillip Daniel Wood, Martha Rachel Wood, Nancy Yvonne Wood, Betty Frances Wood, Charles Benson Wood and Darce Cecil Wood. Not shown in this photo is Henry Ford Wood and Wiley Roger Wood.

  
  

• Notes

  What I remember most about Uncle Phillip, was that he worked as a peach cropper for many years. He liked to build things as well. He was a quiet man with clear blue eyes, dark hair and a good sense of humor. At one time he had a farm, where I would go and spend the weekends at his home with Aunt Betty Jo and my two cousins. I remember hearing him getting up real early in the morning to go milk the cows. And I remember that when peach harvest came around, the migrant workers would come in and work by picking the peaches and at the peach shed. My two cousins would have a candy stand where the migrate workers could purchase treats for themselves. Once Uncle Phillip tried to teach me to drive the tractor until he finally gave up when I ran into one of his peach trees. Once he took all of us down to the pond, and there were millions of tiny frogs, so tiny they were smaller then our thumbs. We tried so hard to catch those little things and at the same time slipped and slide in all that red mud clay. It was fun but I know till this day Aunt Betty Jo had a trying time washing that red mud from our clothes! - Recollections of Joyce Wood.

  
  

• Sources

  [S163] Joyce Wood's research. [S225] Provided by: Joyce Wood 16 Mar 2006.