ForeverMissed

James Bradsher Boyd, 81, a longtime resident of Granville County passed away Thursday, November 10th at his home.

A native of Granville County, the widower of the late Wilma Jones Boyd and Eloise Jones Boyd and the son of the late Alford W. and Merthenia Beaver Boyd. He was a member of Union Baptist Church and retired from the City of Durham.

Memorial services will be conducted at 11:00 AM Saturday, November 12th in the Eakes Funeral Chapel in Creedmoor by Rev. Dan Hill.

Surviving are two daughters, Shelia B. Tubb of Creedmoor, Sandy B. Carr of Seven Lakes, two step-daughters, Carolyn B. Hobgood of Oxford, Judy B. Prince of Creedmoor, two sons, J. Harold Boyd of Durham, Danny K. Boyd of Stem, a step-son, Homer Beck of Creedmoor, four brothers, Alfred Boyd of Stem, Frank Boyd of Oxford, Charlie Boyd of Burlington, Belwood Boyd of Oxford, five grandsons and four great grandchildren.

Memorials may be made to one’s favorite charity or to Union Baptist Church, 4024 Old Weaver Trail, Creedmoor, NC 27522.

Visitation 9:30-11:00 AM Saturday, November 12th prior to the service at the Eakes Funeral Home in Creedmoor and at other times at the home of David and Trina Walker in Creedmoor.

 

Posted by Sandi Carr on February 11, 2020
Happy Birthday Daddy. When I saw you would have been 90 today I could not believe it! Then I thought you never acted your age! You never met a stranger and loved talking to everyone. It is so hard to believe you have been gone 9 years. I miss you and love you very much. I know you know about Darrel's little boy, Wesley! He and Ali are the joy of our lives, especially Danny's. Danny is a good Grandpa! The rest of us are getting along pretty good. I think of you often. Happy Birthday again! I love you.
Posted by Sandi Carr on November 10, 2019
Well Daddy, what is it like in Heaven today? It is a cold sunny day here today. It is the kind of weather I like.  I miss you. Always looking for you when everyone gets together.  You were always there, early. You never met a stranger. I know this will be hard to believe, but Darrel and Cassie have a little boy, Wesley. He is almost 3 months old. He is so sweet. He looks just like Darrel. Darrel has a sweet little family. Danny is so proud of Wesley. He has 2 beautiful grandchildren. Harold, Shelia and Danny are all good. Dave is getting along good. Lou passed away in May. Lori is doing good. Everyone else is getting along good. Timmy started college this year. Becca is a senior. Christopher and Samantha are growing up every day. That is what reminds the rest of us, we are getting older. I love you and will one day see you again. I can't believe you have been gone 8 years. I love you and think of you often.
Posted by Sandi Carr on February 11, 2019
HAPPY Birthday!! I miss you. When we all get together that is when I miss you the most. You loved for your family to be together. We are doing good. You know we all stick together. We love and support each other. I would not want you to be here in this crazy world. Every day is unbelievable with what people think is acceptable.  God must be disappointed in the human race right now. I pray for his forgiveness, mercy and love. I will see you again. Thank you for loving us and the hard work you did in order to provide for us. Love you Daddy!
Posted by Sandi Carr on December 21, 2018
Hey Daddy! Merry Christmas!! I am sure things are lively where you are---you always kept the party going. Everyone gathered at our house this Christmas. I missed you being here. Timmy and Michael Paul are graduating this year, Becca is driving, Christopher and Samantha are really growing. Ali, Darrel's daughter is fun and makes Christmas more fun. Enjoy heaven! I love you.
Posted by Sandi Carr on November 10, 2018
Hey Daddy. I miss you. It has been 7 years today since you left us. It is a cold day today. The kind of day you would like. We all send our love. I know you brighten up heaven with your laugh. Believe it or not Timmy and Michael Paul are graduating from high school. You would be very proud of them. All the others are great kids too. I love and miss you very much.
Posted by Sandi Carr on February 11, 2018
Daddy-We sure do miss you! I remember your laugh and how you seem to know everyone. You never met a stranger. Surely heaven is lively! I love you. Happy Birthday!
Posted by James Boyd on November 10, 2017
Daddy though you are gone, you are not forgotten.
Posted by James Boyd on November 10, 2016
Daddy you've been gone from us for Five years now, I miss you and Mama, more than ever. I know ya'll have found wonderful rest free from worldly problems and health issues. Just want you to know I love you.
Harold
Posted by Michelle Beck on February 6, 2014
I think About You A Lot James. Tell Granny And Papa We Said Hey AndYall Sure Would Love Your New Great Grandbaby :) Love You.
Posted by David Walker on February 11, 2013
Happy Birthday, Grandaddy. I sure wish we were getting ready for fishing season.
Posted by James Boyd on February 11, 2012
Happy Birthday Daddy.
Posted by James Boyd on February 3, 2012
Daddy, I posted the picture of your grave marker, hopefully what you would like. You did enjoy fishing so much.  I hope you are resting in peace, forever in the embrace of Jesus. Your son. Harold

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Posted by Sandi Carr on February 11, 2020
Happy Birthday Daddy. When I saw you would have been 90 today I could not believe it! Then I thought you never acted your age! You never met a stranger and loved talking to everyone. It is so hard to believe you have been gone 9 years. I miss you and love you very much. I know you know about Darrel's little boy, Wesley! He and Ali are the joy of our lives, especially Danny's. Danny is a good Grandpa! The rest of us are getting along pretty good. I think of you often. Happy Birthday again! I love you.
Posted by Sandi Carr on November 10, 2019
Well Daddy, what is it like in Heaven today? It is a cold sunny day here today. It is the kind of weather I like.  I miss you. Always looking for you when everyone gets together.  You were always there, early. You never met a stranger. I know this will be hard to believe, but Darrel and Cassie have a little boy, Wesley. He is almost 3 months old. He is so sweet. He looks just like Darrel. Darrel has a sweet little family. Danny is so proud of Wesley. He has 2 beautiful grandchildren. Harold, Shelia and Danny are all good. Dave is getting along good. Lou passed away in May. Lori is doing good. Everyone else is getting along good. Timmy started college this year. Becca is a senior. Christopher and Samantha are growing up every day. That is what reminds the rest of us, we are getting older. I love you and will one day see you again. I can't believe you have been gone 8 years. I love you and think of you often.
Posted by Sandi Carr on February 11, 2019
HAPPY Birthday!! I miss you. When we all get together that is when I miss you the most. You loved for your family to be together. We are doing good. You know we all stick together. We love and support each other. I would not want you to be here in this crazy world. Every day is unbelievable with what people think is acceptable.  God must be disappointed in the human race right now. I pray for his forgiveness, mercy and love. I will see you again. Thank you for loving us and the hard work you did in order to provide for us. Love you Daddy!
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Shared by James Boyd on February 3, 2012

This I'll never forget, growing up on a tobacco farm is no life of leisure, with lots of hard work.  My daddy believed in everybody working in the so called " Family Business " including his children, my mama and other relatives.  My daddy enjoyed nothing better, cept maybe fishing than getting tractors and any equipment that might make it work better.  Very recent to this event he had purchased a new 140 farmall tractor with all the equipment one could have to do all types of plowing and cultivating.  This was his favorite tractor.  I did a lot of the tractor work with my daddy, plowing and cultivating.  Daddy said son, I need you to cultivate that field of tobacco nearest to our house.  I said ok, but this is friday and being 16 years old, I had a date and I sure didn't want to miss it.  I started with the cultivating task as asked.  I was driving the tractor a little to fast in order to get finished as soon as possible.  Everybody that farms knows that you have to go relatively slow to cultivate small tobacco plants or the dirt pulled up will cover the plants and cause them to smother.  I had found a good speed so as not to cover the plants but still, a little too fast.  As luck would have it for me, I'm moving right along and as I was watching close to make sure I didn't cover any plants with dirt, right in front of the tractor there was a 6 inch galvanized well pipe above ground about two feet, I smacked right into it, resultling with the whole front end parts of the tractor being ripped right off.  There was no way to drive the tractor back to the barn.  I knew that the only thing I could do was go get daddy.  I started to run away thinking that oh boy was I going to get it, daddy also believed in strict punishment when we didn't do the right thing.  Anyway I did finally decide to go tell him what had happened.  I was surprised when he said ohhhhhhhhhh, ok, lets go get it.  We had a large john deere tractor that we took the field and was easily able to get the tractor to the barn.  I waited as daddy took a look at the damage, I'm still thinking boy I'm gonna get it.  Daddy turned back to me and says, oh I'll get it fixed.  He said, you have a date right, I said, well yes.  Daddy said well go get cleaned up and get going so you won't be late, I'm thinking theres no way I'm getting away with this.  I said but daddy I broke your tractor, he says well yes, but it wasn't your fault.  I'm wondering what?????, he says that old well pipe, I should have taken it out a long time ago, this could have easily have happened to me.  I'm thinking you never know how things might go, daddy sure surprised me on that one.  Just a memory of him that stands out. 

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Shared by David Walker on December 11, 2011
It can be down right amazing the things you remember.  One such memory would  sum up the majority of my earlier memories of  Mr. James B.Boyd....  Every once and a while, my brother and I got to spend the night with him. From the moment you walked in the door you knew you were at Grandaddy's house.  Mainly because the smell, it was simply unmistakable.  As I recall, it was a mixture of burnt matches, hair spray, and carpet deodorizer.   It was always the same routine everyone was asleep by 9:00 and up by 4:30.  Their T.V. only had five channels and two of those seem to always have the  news or a telethon for Jerry's kids on them.  There were never any cookies, soda, or candy in the house.  If you wanted a snack it would be good ole boiled red weenies... Jesse Jones to be exact.   All in all, it was pretty boring to be honest,  except for the mornings!  It wasn't exciting as much as it was interesting.  Back then, I didn't know very much about Granddaddy other than he was my mom's dad, he was loud, and he liked giving me dollar bills.  He seemed really odd so that made him very interesting to me.  You could always bet that you were going to wake up to Mr. Conway Twitty singing lovin' or leavin' country music songs.  It  reminded me of the lonesome howl of a blue tick hound with a guitar and piano thrown in to keep him in tune.  It was actually kinda soothing.  Of course, Stevie wouldn't budge but seemed to start snoring louder.  You could usually find Granddaddy at the kitchen table sipping on some coffee.  He was quick to offer me a cup.  Of course, I accepted ... to act like a grown-up mostly.  Sooner or later Granny Lois would come out of the bedroom all dressed for work.  Then Granddaddy would go in his room to shave.  I would go along trying to act grown and hoping he would offer for me to shave too.  He never did.  Once I asked but he said oh naw you'll cut yourself to the bone.  He did it the old fashioned way.... a brush,  some soap  in a cup, and a straight razor.   The sound of the mixing even sounded more mature.  I would watch as he would shave his entire face all the while asking him a million questions.  It was a miracle he managed to finish.  Anyhow, back to the story.  Once we shook the house to get Stevie up, we would all pile into the old black truck to take Granny Lois to work.  She worked at the chicken egg plant in downtown Durham.  On the way, we passed a house  that would make Granddaddy and Granny Lois laugh like crazy.  The house was old and raggedly but it had an odd red light on the  front porch and it wasn't even Christmas.  Granddaddy would ask me why on earth did I think they had a red light.  Every time I would say they're moving furniture Granddaddy!  Granddaddy and Granny Lois would laugh out so loud! Granddaddy would say your probably right buddy.  I knew that there just had to be more to it than that and that there was certainly more to the old man too.  I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to find out!