Knowing How to Die Right
John Davis, known as “Uncle John” was 105 years old in 1981. He was South Carolina’s only “AAA-rated trusty.” He had been in prison since 1922. His crime? Burglary! He broke into a house and took a watch and five dollars. Burglary was a capital crime for black persons in Dillon County, SC in the 1920s. Davis was sentenced to life. After escaping twice, the second time for 10 years, he settled down, found Christ, and in 1940 became head cook at the Central Correctional Institution. He was free to leave, but he had nowhere to go, saying, “Getting out here would be like digging my own grave. I got no living kin left, and who is going to take care of me, and pay for my medicine and my food and my clothes?”
Among other remarks, he said on his one-hundred-fifth birthday: “Since then [his escapes] I’ve met enough people to know right from wrong, and I’ve learned the best thing to do is to live right and pray right and treat other people right so I can die right.” On Wednesday, November 24, 1982, Uncle John succumbed to cancer of the lower intestine. He was 106 years old.
Death is the shadow that hangs over human life. It is the judgment. It is God’s evaluation of your life and mine. Though impossible to do so, we are constantly attempting to escape the fact of death. The late William Randolph Hearst forbade anyone to use the word death in his presence.
