Jackson Elijah Ward

Jackson Elijah Ward was born on February 9, 1953 to the late Jackson C. and Alma Lindsey Ward, the first of seven children.  He was the eldest grandchild in the Ward and Lindsey families.  
Elijah was gifted with a special intellect, which was often combined with his eagerness to learn, and a natural common sense approach to all things.  He was musically gifted, as well.  Elijah had a smooth, tenor voice that flowed from him effortlessly, and he played the trombone, trumpet, tuba, the guitar, and piano.  
Elijah was one of the first African-American students to help integrate School District # 3.  As you might guess, he encountered some unpleasant situations.  However, he along with other African-American students withstood the test with good grades, a respectful attitude, and an even-tempered demeanor to handle this important endeavor that had become their task.  
Elijah is a graduate of the Anderson Adult Education Center.  His work history includes Owens Corning, South Carolina State Highway Department, and Lindsey’s Grading Service.
He joined Mount Moriah Baptist Church at an early age, and remained a member until his death.  
His hobbies were: playing basketball, pool and chess.
Elijah will be lovingly remembered by:  
Brothers:  Robert D. Ward of Anderson, SC, David M. Ward of Starr, SC, and Timothy L. (Sharon) Ward of Anderson, SC.
Sisters:  Phyllis Ward (Stanley) Rich of Anderson, SC, Myra D. Ward of Anderson, SC, Malinda A. Ward of Starr, SC.  
Niece:  Monique McBride Ward of Starr, SC.
Nephews:  Stanford A. Rich of Grayson, GA, A. Sterling (Samantha) Ward of Greenville, SC, Austin L. Ward of Columbia, SC and Kelton O. Ward of Anderson, SC.
Great Niece & Nephew: - Jaliyah and Korion Baskin of Starr, SC.
Others:  Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, and Friends

Go Rest High on the Mountain
I know your life
On earth was troubled
And only you could know the pain.
You weren't afraid to face the devil,
You were no stranger to the rain.

 Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.

Oh, how we cried the day you left us
We gathered round your grave to grieve.
I wish I could see the angels faces
When they hear your sweet voice sing.

Go rest high on that mountain
Son, your work on earth is done.
Go to heaven a-shoutin'
Love for the Father and the Son.
                                             Vincent Grant Gill

(Song selected by Elijah's mother, Alma Ward, for this day.)

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