Son of William A. Barnhardt and Mary (Cook) Barnhardt
Brother of Betty (Barnhardt) Turner and John Franklin Barnhardt
Husband of Mary Jane (Treece) Barnhardt — married 3 Feb 1887 [location unknown]
Descendants
Father of Katie (Barnhardt) Winecoff, Albert E. Barnhardt, William Wilton Barnhardt, Caleb Harley Barnhardt, Annie Barnhardt and Luther Wesley Barnhardt
Died at age 77in Cabarrus, North Carolina, United States
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Biography
Burial
Burial:
Place: Oakwood Cemetery, Concord, North Carolina
Sources
"Find A Grave Index," database, FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:QVGG-SQXK : 2 August 2020), William Nelson Barnhardt, ; Burial, Concord, Cabarrus, North Carolina, United States of America, Oakwood Cemetery; citing record ID 124699399, Find a Grave, http://www.findagrave.com.
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August 17, 2013
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