Ransom Evans Is Instantly Killed
Ransom Evans, aged about 20 years, son of Mr. and Mrs. Bud Evans of Princeton, met a violent death Monday night when the automobile turned over, pinning him underneath and breaking his neck.
Albert Holt, also of Princeton, who was riding with him, was unhurt.
These young men, driving a Ford roadster, had gone across Neuse River. On returning home the car got into a sandbed near Richardson’s Bridge and turned over. The accident occurred about 9:30 o’clock Monday night, May 5, 1930. Ransom sustained no bruises or cuts, but his neck was broken and he died instantly.
He was a smart, kind and a loving friend. He was always ready to help any one in any way he could. To know him was to love him. Ransom was loved, you know, words never can tell how much. He is missed at the home place, and especially the kind words he spoke.
We all miss him, but we feel that his soul is at rest.
The funeral service was conducted at three o’clock at his home by Rev. Walter Williams.
He was laid to rest in the Princeton Cemetery beneath beautiful wreaths of flowers to await the Resurrection morning.
He is survived by his mother, his father, four sisters, Bessie Mae, Essie Gay and Arkatie Evans, and Mrs. Jimmie Howell of Burlington; and six brothers, Wade, Oscar, Gurney, Robert, R.D., and Elmer Evans; and a host of friends and loved ones.
Written by two friends, Addie Massey and Julia Aycock