James Cranford "J C" Davis 88, passed away Wednesday, September 19, 2018  at FirstHealth Hospice House, Pinehurst, NC, surrounded by his family.

Funeral services will be held 2:00 PM, Sunday, September 23, 2018  at Needhams Grove Baptist Church, with Pastor D J Harry and the Reverend Arnold Comer officiating. Burial will follow in the church cemetery.

James was native of Moore County. He retired from the North Carolina Department of Transportation, Road Maintenance Division.  He was a loving husband and father. James enjoyed traveling, especially camping with his wife of 62 years, Lois. He followed NASCAR and  really just liked talking with friends and neighbors. James was a son of the late Alice Davis Yow.

James is survived by his wife, Lois; sons: Terry Davis and wife Amanda, Mike Davis and wife Janet; grandchildren: Joshua Davis, Kimberly Atkinson, Paul Atkinson and wife, Misty, Dwight Atkinson and wife Amanda, Lea Allen; 10 great grandchildren; brother Ferman Davis and wife Jacqueline; sister: Vernice Willett; and friends.

The family will receive friends from 6 to 8 PM, Saturday, September 22, 2018 at Kennedy Funeral Home and at other times at the home

Memorials may be made to FirstHealth Hospice, 150 Applecross Road, Pinehurst, NC 28374.

Kennedy Funeral home is honored to serve the Davis family.

Online condolences may be made at ww.pinesfunerals.com  

 

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  1. Lois and Sons, I am very sorry to hear about the passing of JC.-  Many prayers for all in the upcoming days and weeks.- – 

  2. A DISH GARDEN WITH FRESH FLOWERS was sent on September 21, 2018

    OUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU. MAY GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERYONE. YOUR CAMPING FRIENDS FOREVER. RORY & ANNIE SHAW OF WILKESBORO

  3. With Sympathy and Prayers for all the family. JC was a good friend of my Father’s. My Father was Charles F. Dunlap. JC was actually one of the last friends to visit my Daddy, in the hospital, before Dad went to heaven. Will always remember him visiting us

  4. I didn’t know he had passed away.

    I remember him taking me to these parades and fireworks shows, paying for me to try my hand at a carnival ring toss game. Landing the ring on my first try, getting my first pet bunny. I remember him taking such good care of an old brown car in the front yard, telling me it would be mine someday. I remember finding an injured bird at the bottom of the tree in the back yard, him helping me take care of it. I remember watching the little TV in the shed with him, I think it was usually Hercules that we watched.

    I remember going to the campgrounds every year with him, where we would walk and find pretty stones on our way to the bottom. We would play pool at the very base of the campgrounds, only I was too little to use the sticks. So he would use a pool cue and he let me grab a ball and give it a roll with my hand. I remember on the drive up and down the narrow road on the mountain pass had such a steep drop off to one side, and he’d talk to me to keep my mind off of it. I remember him always sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper while I watched cartoons until they switched to Soul Train, at which point I would read the paper with him. I remember walking to Alice’s house with him with some regularity. Him showing me the oldtimey coffee grinder on the wall, telling me that’s how his mom used make coffee, by hand. Opening up the old piano there so he could watch me play. I only have good memories of him.

    That picture of him is the only image of his face online. He deserves a better picture than that.

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