Festes H. Cain
05/10/1931 – 10/14/2012

Festes H. Cain, 81, of Duncan Falls, formerly of Chandlersville, passed away at his residence Sunday, October 14th after a courageous battle with cancer.

Fess was born May 10, 1931 to Herbert and Annie Cain.

Fess was affiliated with American Bandsaw as a demonstrator and salesman. He was a member of the Freeland Valley Antique Power Club in Chandlersville, and the Old Iron Power Club in Caldwell. He was also a past member of the Ohio and West Virginia Forestry Association. Fess was also a participant in the Zanes Trace Commemoration and the Muskingum County Fair for several years where he demonstrated chainsaw carving.

All who knew Fess knew that he was a logger and was at his happiest when he was cutting wood. His knowledge of lumber and sawing gained him recognition in a featured article in Sawmill and Woodlot magazine, which was one of his proudest moments. Fess worked in the logging business for many years throughout Ohio and West Virginia.

Fess never met a stranger. His wit and wisdom was well known to all that met him.

Besides logging, Fess had a fascination with history. He read several books about US history and also enjoyed watching the History Channel. He was also a weather buff. He enjoyed studying weather patterns and forecasts. He had several weather stations so he could make his own forecasts, and he was usually more accurate than the local media. He enjoyed observing the sky, both in daylight and night, and even had his very own star through the International Star Registry.

One of Fess’ favorite places to visit was the Blue Ridge Parkway and the mountains of North Carolina.

Fess served in the US Army during the Korean Conflict. He received several marksmanship awards during this time.

Fess leaves several friends and family, including his companion of 23 years, Marsha Frazier of the residence. His step-son, Bradley Paynter and son, Ethen of Zanesville. Scott and Saber Frazier of Philo, and Bill and Lora Rowe of Zanesville. Also surviving are nephews Virgil Ray, Jeff (Susie) Wickham, Randy (Mindy) Cain, and a niece Candy and several cousins. He also leaves many friends that he made throughout his lifetime, including special friends Sam and Rob Starett of Duncan Falls, Paul and Robin Morgan of Duncan Falls, Mark and Bobbi Ann Hartman of Duncan Falls, Jeremy Ball of Zanesville, Danny and Kitty Bartlett of Tennessee, Bobby Holbein of Zanesville, Dale and Sally Woods of North Carolina, his buddy, Saber Frazier and his best friend, his German Sheppard, Maggie.

A special thank you to Sam and Rob Starrett, Paul and Robin Morgan, Mary Jane Richardson, Scott Frazier, Bill Rowe, Billy Winland and Tom Winland and family for the help and encouragement they provided during his illness.

A memorial service will be held for Fess on Sunday, October 21st at 2:00pm at Snouffer Funeral Home, 1150 West Military Rd, Zanesville, with Pastor Henry Young of Woodsfield officiating. The family encourages all who knew Fess to come and enjoy a celebration of his life.

Do not mourn my passing but rejoice in the fact that I will spend eternity with the Lord.

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Good Timber
The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow with ease,
The stronger wind, the stronger trees,
The further sky, the greater length,
The more the storm the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.
by Douglas Malloch