a keen mind and was very well informed since he had been trained both as a doctor and as a minister. He was a truly sweet spirit. He too loved people and his people were devoted to him. Surely one should not try to judge the greatness of a minister by the size of the church he served. I think he wanted to be where he could help Grandpa in ease he got sick, I will always be thankful he was where I could talk to him as I was growing up. He was always willing to help, and his advice was sound. I think I knew him better than any of the Moore Uncles because saw more of him, at that period when I most needed advice. He was, when not at work in the garden or at the orchard on the mountain just as clean as one could well be. I suppose his training as a doctor led him to this habit. While he did not have a great outlay of clothes he was always neat in his dress. I think this fact influenced me in many ways because I did admire him. I have often wondered if he could have done more good with the money he night have made as a doctor, and he could have made it as he finished in the top of his Class at Jefferson, than he was able to do as medical missionary to China. If he had to live over his life I think he would have made the same choice, for I never heard him express his regret that he was doing what he was doing or that he wished he might have had a larger church. The world did not acclaim him as a great preacher but he certainly was a great spirit and a true servant and dedicated follower of his Master. He enjoyed people and Life and like Grandpa was always joking and up to pranks of all kinds.
Uncle Sam nearly always came for a two week visit. He usually stayed over two Sundays and preached on both. He was a good preacher and wrote out his sermons, typed then or had them typed and then memorized them. He spent his whole life in the area of West Virginia - around Bluefield. He was much beloved by his people, and did not confine his visiting in the hospital to his own people but called on everyone. I spent one day and a night with him on my way to Chicago in 1914, and he took me to a baseball game, and it seemed he spoke to everyone there. He loved all sports, having played on Davidson's baseball team while a student. Once I saw all the clippings of Princeton's football games during the time he was attending the seminary there. He coached the boys in baseball and football who belonged to the "Covenanters" group in his church. {It was a strange coincidence that one of his boys was fatally injured in a game there the same day that Leo Caldwell, one of our boys at Reynolds, was also fatally injured.} One Sunday before this happened he looked down at the congregation and there on the front row was the line of the football team and the backs and subs on the next row. He had a wonderful influence with young people and helped many or them get a college education, both boys and girls, some from Hopewell too. He also loved music and even after he had to give up preaching when he went back to Bluefield