Buford "Att" Evan Davis

Buford “Att” was born on September 15, 1932, in Fairhope, AL. Son of Maude (Chick) Hanson Davis Trott and Buford Owen Davis.

He was a graduate of Fairhope High School, where he served as President of Student Council during his senior year and as Student Council Representative during his junior year. Also a member of the Spanish and Beta Club. He was your all-around athlete, playing football, basketball, baseball, and swimming. He excelled in all and was inducted into the Fairhope High School Hall of Fame. Nickname “The Arm”. Received All-State Honorable Mention for football in 1948 and 1949, with a football scholarship to the University of Alabama. He married his sweetheart, Jean Carolyn Scott in 1952 and was drafted into the United States Army in 1953. Once completing his enlistment in the Army, he returned to Fairhope, AL and worked for Bay Towing as a Deck Hand. He later joined Radcliff Materials as a Dispatcher then joined the sales team. Radcliff was later bought out by Southern Industries and Dravo Basic Materials, where he retired as Vice President of Sales. He retired to Gulf Shores, AL. Att was an avid outdoorsman who loved hunting, fishing, and spending time with his family.

He was preceded in death by his parents and son, Eugene Richard Davis. He is survived by his loving wife of 73 years, Jean Carolyn Scott Davis, sons Darrell (Leslie) Davis and Donald Davis, daughters Marcia Cali and Lisa (Russell) Mayfield, grandchildren Dana Cali, Michael Cali, Darrell Davis, Jr., Evan (Ashley) Davis, Mitchell Davis, Meredith Davis, Ashley Mayfield, great granddaughter, Evelyn Davis and brother Richard Davis.

A special thank you to the Fidelis – Tartan staff for the outstanding care and support they provided for both our mom and dad, as well as the Notre Dame Hospice staff.

A Celebration of Life Service will be held Friday, May 1, 2026, at Wolfe-Bayview Funeral Home Fairhope Chapel, 19698 Greeno Rd., Fairhope, AL. Visitation 9:00 am followed by a Celebration of Life Service at 10:00 am.

The Broken Chain

We knew that morning that God was going to call your name. In life, we loved you dearly, in death, we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone, for part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide; and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side. Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.