South Carolina couple found hugging each other after tragic death

Their grandson, John Savage, was in the house that fateful night and also shared some heart-wrenching details about tragedy.

Around 4 a.m. on the night of the storm, John rushed into their room to check on them, finding them shaken but safe with their small dog, Angel.

However, within an hour, disaster struck. They heard “the biggest bang of their life” as the tree fell, and John desperately tried to reach his grandparents, only to find the door blocked. It would take time before John learned the devastating truth.

“When they pulled them out of there, my grandpa apparently heard the tree snap beforehand and rolled over to try and protect my grandmother,” John told ABC4News. “They loved each other to their dying day.”

Tragically, the family’s two-year-old Chow Chow mix, named Angel, was also found dead in bed with the couple.

Lived for her family

In the wake of this tragedy, a fundraising campaign has been established to help cover funeral costs, managed by a relative who described Jerry and Marcia as “two of the kindest and most generous people I’ve ever known.” According to the GoFundMe page, the couple is survived by two children, four grandchildren, and seven great-grandchildren.

Jerry was a dedicated worker who made a living as a builder and electrician. He loved oil painting and had a passion for classic motorcycles, particularly Harley Davidsons, according to his daughter. Marcia had a fulfilling career in banking before retiring.

“My mama was heavily involved in the church, and her grandbabies were her life,” Estep shared. “She lived for her family and took care of us. Our homemaker. That was her joy. Her love.”

The story of Jerry and Marcia Savage serves as a very sad reminder of the power of love, even in the face of unimaginable tragedy.

But their legacy will live on through the family they cherished and the community they touched! Rest in Peace!

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