November 15, 1922 ~ April 2, 2016

Born in: Sylva, NC,
Resided in: Asheville, NC

Tom Moore Davis died Saturday, April 2, 2016 at the JF Keever Solace Center. He was preceded in death by his wife, Frances King Davis who died in 2014. He was also preceded in death by his parents, William B. Davis and Olive Norton Davis, his sisters, Maurine Dobson and Martha Quinn. He is survived by his daughter, Katherine Cooker and her husband, John, a sister, Alice Boyer and many nieces and nephews and their families. Tom was born November 15, 1922 in Sylva, N.C. and lived there the first nine years of his life when his family re-located to Shelby, N.C. He graduated from Shelby High School and attended Mars Hill College and the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill majoring in Business Administration. He was commissioned a naval aviator in 1943 and served in the Pacific Theater during World War II. He was awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross, four Air Medals and numerous other medals of distribution for combat against the Japanese. He continued on active naval service for twenty-six years and retired in 1968. Following retirement from naval service, he served as Chief Pilot for Baker Wibberley and Associates in Hagerstown, Maryland for several years. He was a member of Hagerstown Rotary Club and a member of Fountain Head Country Club. Following retirement from active aviation, he lived in Asheville, N.C. and Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida. He attended Central United Methodist Church and was a member of Biltmore Forest Country Club and was a member of Sawgrass Country Club in Ponte Vedra Beach, Florida. He served on the Mars Hill College Board of Advisors for several years and was a loyal benefactor of that institution where he endowed several scholarships. He had business interest in Maryland and Western North Carolina. The funeral service will be held at 2:00 pm, Tuesday, April 5th in the chapel of Groce Funeral Home at Lake Julian, 72 Long Shoals Road, Arden, NC 28704. The family will receive friends following the service. A private, family interment will take place in the Western Carolina State Veterans Cemetery in Black Mountain.

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  1. Katherine and John,

    We’re very sorry for your loss, and we are thinking of you.

    I found solace in this when my mother passed away:

    Remember Me:
    To the living, I am gone.
    To the sorrowful, I will never return.
    To the angry, I was cheated,
    But to the happy, I am at peace,
    And to the faithful, I have never left.
    I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
    So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea – remember me. As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty – remember me. As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity – remember me. Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed.
    For if you always think of me, I will never be gone.

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  2. For my sister, Kathy. This poem was read during Carol’s service. It said it all for me. I hope it will do the same for you. Much love, Cinee

    We Remember Them

    In the rising of the sun and its going down,
    We Remember Them.

    In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
    We Remember Them.

    In the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring,
    We Remember Them.

    In the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer,
    We Remember Them.

    In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn.
    We Remember Them.

    In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
    We Remember Them.

    When we are weary and in need of strength,
    We Remember Them.

    When we are lost and sick of heart,
    We Remember Them.

    When we have joys and special celebrations we yearn to share,
    We Remember Them.

    So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are part of us.
    We Remember Them.

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