John Emory Day, son of Erastus and Betsy Day Day, was born January 11, 1838 in Macomb County, Michigan. He married Sarah C. Judson. She was born at Wakeman, Huron County, Ohio. John Emory and Sarah had five children: Flora, Nelllie, William Erastus, Fannie, and Grace E.
John E. Day was elected School Inspector in 1859. He held that office continuously until the Inspectorship was abolished. In 1877 he was elected Township Supervisor of Schools. He was trustee of the first religious society of Ray. He later beame County Superintendent of the Sunday School of Macomb, Michigan. He represented Bruce and Armada Schools in 1878. In 1881 John E. Day prepared a history of the churches of Macomb County, Michigan. The Macomb County History published in 1882 was also largely his work.
In addition he had a lot of poetry published including the following few verses:
APRIL STORMS
Leaden clouds are o'er us hanging,
Gloomily the rain comes down,
And the winds are sadly wailing
Nature's universal frown.
Hushed the cheerful hum of business,-
Not a wagon on the street,
Nought overhead but wind and water-
Mud and water under feet.
So the storm of life may gather,
Darkly o'er my onward path
And around my heart may linger,
Signs of elemental wrath.
John E. Day was elected School Inspector in 1859. He held that office continuously until the Inspectorship was abolished. In 1877 he was elected Township Supervisor of Schools. He was trustee of the first religious society of Ray. He later beame County Superintendent of the Sunday School of Macomb, Michigan. He represented Bruce and Armada Schools in 1878. In 1881 John E. Day prepared a history of the churches of Macomb County, Michigan. The Macomb County History published in 1882 was also largely his work.
In addition he had a lot of poetry published including the following few verses:
APRIL STORMS
Leaden clouds are o'er us hanging,
Gloomily the rain comes down,
And the winds are sadly wailing
Nature's universal frown.
Hushed the cheerful hum of business,-
Not a wagon on the street,
Nought overhead but wind and water-
Mud and water under feet.
So the storm of life may gather,
Darkly o'er my onward path
And around my heart may linger,
Signs of elemental wrath.
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