Dear Me Sudz: The Life and Times of Addie May. K.W. Attle Jr.

      Addie May Jones about 1949

      Addie May Jones 1881-1973

      To my grandmother, Addie May,

      A life of service to her fellow human beings was her ultimate goal.

      Preface

      Tears flowed gently down Addie May’s face as the final notes of Rock of Ages drifted from the room where she had been confined to her bed for the past thirteen years. The voice was her grandson who had asked upon entering her nursing home room if there was anything he could do for her. Silence was the answer, for she could not speak. Another stroke had taken her voice. The boy, knowing how much she had missed the active role she had played in her church, remained silent for a moment before suggesting she might like him to sing for her. Addie May nodded in agreement. There was no hesitation in selecting her favorite song, and he began to sing without accompaniment:

      “Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in Thee …”

      As he sang, a faint smile crossed the right side of her face, the left side frozen in place by paralysis. Coming to the end of the first verse, he reached in the drawer of her bed stand and pulled out her well-worn Bible. Inside the front cover was glued a copy of the song. Again he began to sing, verse 2, verse 3, and as he sang verse 4;

      When my pilgrimage I close, Victor o’re the last of foes

      When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne

      Rock of Ages, Cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.

      Tears expressed the innermost thoughts of joy as she lay confined to that little space. It would not be long before her last breath on earth would be the opening of the next life and she welcomed it. It was a full minute before she slowly raised her right hand just a bit and pointed her index finger. “One more?” questioned the boy, and Addie May gave a slight nod. What to choose? What did he know? Then he remembered the hymn Addie May would hum years ago as she went about her daily activities. He could hear that melody as clear as if it was the song he just sung, but the words were lost. He began to hum,

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