Clara Byrd Jones

Transcribed from "Loganville’s Living Legends 1976-1977" written by Dewey Moody, Chapter 31

Transcribed by Suzanne Forte ( suzanneforte@windstream.net ) from information received

From Patricia Diane Goga ( ldsfrog@hotmail.com )

Clara Byrd Jones passed away October 18, 1984 and is buried beside her husband, Henry Lee Jones (died 1936) at Bay Creek Cemetery, Loganville, GA

Articles have been edited by Suzanne Forte for brevity and to avoid mention of living individuals.

Getting older doesn't mean working less to Mrs. Clara Jones, 80.  To her, getting older means getting busier.

"I stay busy", she says.  "That keeps me healthy.  If you just sit and hold your hands, you'll soon die.  I guess I stay the busiest with my ceramics.  I got interested in them about ten years ago through Pat Sellers and have been making all sorts of things ever since then.  I don't even sell it.  I give it away!".

As if ceramics weren't enough, she works in the flowers, cooks, has crocheted each of her children an afghan and since Christmas has pieced 9 quilts, including one for a lady who told her "just name your price".

The oldest of seven children born to the late Joe Byrd and Carrie (Byrd) Byrd, she say, "My mother was a Byrd and married a Byrd.  they were first cousins since their fathers were brothers." (Transcriber's note:  Joseph Byrd (1873-1922) and Carrie Byrd (1872-1953) are both buried at Bay Creek Cemetery in Loganville)

Mrs. Jones knows her share of sad times also  Her husband, Harry Lee Jones died at age 47 of double pneumonia.  Exactly one week before his death, her oldest son Oliver Lee, died, and a short time later, her last child was born.

Although Mrs. Jones has been a member at Bay Creek Baptist since 1934, she went to Ozora while she was married.

Having lived through changing times, she remarks, "I never had electricity till my children were grown.  I guess running water is the greatest improvement I've ever seen, because I've drawn plenty of water in my lifetime.  I know the Lord's keeping me here for a purpose but I'm not sure what it is.  Maybe it's to love my grandchildren, because if ever a grandmother did, I do."