Minutes of the One Hundred and Fifty-Ninth Annual Session Of

The New Salem Association

Of Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ

September 1984



    "But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethern, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope." I Thess. 4:13.
When we think of death, we think of sorrow, as those without hope. Sleep in death, one can't be troubled, when you sleep.
    Sister Carrie, an aunt of mine, by marriage, was born to the late Kell and Jane Johnson Draughn on August 26,1892, being 91 years old, when the death angel call her Home on December 7, 1983. She was married to David Fair Slone November 29, 1909 of Raven, Kentucky, in Knott County. She is survived by three sons, Delzie of Jeffersonville, Ind., Roy Slone of LaGrange, Ohio and Ernest Slone of Dayton. Ohio. Five daughters, Lora Dobson and Mae Gibson of Raven, and Ruie Sturgell of Titusville, Florida. Twin daughters, Allie Gibson of Marion Ohio and Ollie Terry of LaGrange, Ohio. Two brothers, Troy and Leslie Draughn, one sister Rettie Watts of Garner, Kentucky. Two children died in infancy, two sons, Merrit Slone of LaGrange, Ohio and Clemon Slone of Raven, and one daughter Elsie Moore proceeded her in death. She was blessed to have 32 grandchildren.
    Aunt Carrie joined the Caney Fork Regular Baptist Church at Raven, Kentucky in Knott, County the third Sunday in May 1920. She was baptized by Elders Lindsey Mosley and her father-in-law, Morgan Slone. She loved children, her first concern was to offer them food, or anyone else when they visited her. I have many fond memories of her, during my childhood.
    Her delight was in the Lord, tho, she wasn't able to attend church always, she was dedicated to read "what saith the Word of God". As the years passed on, she lost her hearing to a great degree, but you never had to worry about it, when you visited her. She had so much to tell you, about the goodness of the Lord, and how she loved Him, you would never be lost for words, all you needed to do was just listen. You would leave with your Faith re-newed, you wouldn't be with her very long until her conversation was about the Lord.
    How precious to know that the God who is with us in this life, is with us in death, how precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His Saints. Psm. 116:15. A hope in Christ is something real, for He is our hope. Paul speaks of this hope as something real and confident. A confident expectation that to be absent from the body, is to present with the Lord. He has claimed victory over death for us. The person, who has no hope in death, has no hope in life either. Death brings immediate sorrow, but that gives way to Eternal Joy in the very presence of God! James describes death as the body without the Spirit, What a blessing for the Chrisitan who dies with the expectation of being present with the Lord!
    To those who do not know Jesus Christ, as your personal Savior, in Aunt Carrie's family, my prayers are that you will be washed by His precious-eternal blood, being born again, that Heven will be your home, when this life is over. May God bless Lora, who worked and labored, careing so faithfully for her mother. The family wishes to thank all members and friends of the Caney Fork Church, where she was a member. Also, her name is on the list at the Pleasant View Church at Litchfield, Ohio where her daughter Ollie is a member. That is held each year in June. God Bless you all.

A niece, by marriage,
A sister in Christ,
Marjorie Slone
LaGrange, Ohio


With loving memories we try to write this obituary of our loving mother, ;j ' Ethel Mullins. She was born on May 31, 1915 to Sylvanis and Rhodinah Tackett. She departed this life on July 29, 1984. She was married to Perry Mack SIMI Mullins September 20, 1934. He preceded her in death January 4 1965. Unto this union was born nine children, six boys, Vernon Mullins of Geneva r: Ohio, Thomas Hurley Mullins of Lincoln Park, Michigan, Kenneth Mullins, of Belleville, Michigan, Homer, L.D. & Royce Jene Mullins all of Virgie, Kentucky and three daughters, Violet Faye Beasley of Lincoln Park, Mich- igan, Mary Alice Mullins of Wyandotte, Michigan and Dorthy Ann Bentley of Melvindale, Michigan. She had 23 grandchildren and six great grand- children. She leaves three sisters, Alma Johnson, Cathy Caudill and Bertha Elswick and two brothers, Evertte Tackett and Clomas Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky. Mother joined the Long Fork Old Regular Baptist Church on August 23, 1969 and was baptized by Monroe Jones and Lloyd Mullins. Mother will sadly be missed by all of us children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, brothers, sisters, friends and neighbors and by all the Brothers and Sisters of the church.

With loving memories,
Your Children


By the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my dear wife, Hattie Bradley, who passed away and left me on June 12, 1984. Hattie Bradley was the daughter of the late John C. Stewart and Caroline Martin Stewart, born February 23, 1903 at Minnie, Kentucky and was married to Green Bradley in the month of September 1926. Our union of marriage the Lord blessed us with four children, three boys and one daughter U. G. Bradley deceased, Rudolph, deceased, James D. Bradley, Wayland, Kentucky and Avonelle Blondell, Wayland, Kentucky. Hattie was the grandmother of eight and had five great-grandchildren, she also had four greatgreat grandchildren.
Hattie also has three brothers now living and four sisters also living. Robert Stewart, Woodrow Stewart, of California, and Walter Stewart of California, Lula Moore of Martin, Kentucky, Ida Higgins of Minnie, Kentucky, Deloris of Ohio, and Delma Mullins of Pennsylvania.
Hattie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in the year of 1934 and remained a faithful member until she passed away. We have labored and journeyed together for 58 years while she was on this earth and have seen many sorrows and heart aches, but God blessed us on earth with a long life. I believe that while her passing away brought me sorrow, it brought her joy. Some sweet day we will meet again, not as of man and wife but as the angels around the throne of God, where peace and joy abounds forever. I want to say to our children and grandchildren that when they say good-bye, if they die in their sins that I feel it will be forever.

Written by her husband,
Elder Green Bradley Living in hope of a glorious Resurrection of the dead.


It is with very much sadness I write the obituary of my deceased husband, James Campbell. He was born February 2, 1904, deceased February 25, 1984, making his days on earth eighty years and twenty-three days. The son of Joe and -,Lizzie Campbell, he was raised by his grandparents and uncles of Knott County.
He was first married to Edith Meade. To this union was born six lovable children. Daniel Campbell, Allen, Kentucky, Garnard Campbell of East Point, Kentucky, James Clinis Campbell of LeGrande, Indiana, Anna Lea Frazier of St. Mary's, Ohio, Thelma Hale of Risner, Kentucky and Rita Fay Smith of Allen, Kentucky.
Edith Campbell passed away in 1961. He was later married to Dixie Click Campbell on December 24, 1964. Of this union he had five stepchildren, Billah DeBoard, Thelma, Kentucky, Ora Allen, Moraine, Ohio, Andrew Jackson Campbell, deceased, Henry Campbell, Sidney, Ohio and Lottie Mae Fraley, Ypsilanti, Michigan. One brother, Richard Campbell of Stenton, Kentucky, one sister, Rosa Napier of Ohio. He has fifteen grandchildren and four great grandchildren and five step grandchildren.
He joined the Regular Baptist Church August 14, 1983 and was baptized by Bee Johnson and Alvin Osborne. He took his fellowship at Bethel Old Regular Baptist Church. '
He retired from the C & 0 Railroad as a brakeman in 1970. After a lengthy illness he was admitted to the hospital February 15, 1984. In passing he leaves a loving wife and children, also many friends. We feel our loss is Heaven's gain and although we are saddened without him, it is comforting to know he is in God's loving care. He will be missed very deeply.

Written by his broken-hearted wife,

Dixie Campbell


It is with sadness and sorrow that I will try to write the obituary of our dear beloved mother, Belle Moore.
She was the daughter of the late Von and Nancy Moore of McDowell, Kentucky. She was born December 15, 1905, at Dema, in Knott County and passed away September 9, 1983 at her home in Willowick, Ohio.
She married Hawk Moore, son of Albert and Emma Stumbo Moore on May 3, 1928. To this union was born six children. A daughter, Lois Jean, preceded her in death on July 2, 1937; also her husband, Hawk, preceded her in death on October 12, 1952. Left to mourn her loss are one son, Paul Dean Moore, of Mentor on-the lake, Ohio; four daughters: Loraine Robinson of Newton Falls, Ohio; Anita Robinson of Willowick, Ohio; Lola Velotta of Willowick, Ohio and Rexene Caudill of Wayland, Kentucky. Two brothers: Alvin Moore of McDowell, Kentucky; Arthur Moore of Louisa, Kentucky; one brother, Orbin Moore, of McDowell, Kentucky, passed away on May 8, 1984. Mom had fifteen grandchildren and ten great grandchildren who loved her dearly.
Mom became a member of the Steel's Creek Regular Baptist Church on April 4, 1954, where she was a faithful member for 29 years. Although Mom had been a resident of Ohio since 1957, she looked forward to coming back home to go to church as long as she was able. The last few years of her life, she didn't get to come very often because of ill health, but her heart was here. Mom would listen to the tapes that I had taped for her in church and she would get such joy listening to the singing and preaching. Mom was loved by everyone that knew her, friends, neighbors, relation and her brothers and sisters in the Lord. One of the happiest days of my life was when I got down on my knees to wash my mother's feet and she washed mine.
It will soon be a year since our Mom passed away but it seems like only yesterday. She was our guiding light and she always taught us right from wrong. We thank God for the precious memories we have of her. She is happy now in her new home, where there is no more pain or death, just peace and joy forever more, in that beautiful land called Heaven. I hope and pray we will all see our Mom again.

Written by her daughter,

Rexene Caudill


With the help of my Lord, I will write an obituary of my loving motherin-law, Mollie Hamilton Moore. She was the daughter of Joe and Nannie Akers Hamilton. She was born January 8th, 1894 and passed away on July 22, 1984, making her stay here on earth 90 years, 6 months and 14 days. She was married to Grover C. Moore and to this union were 12 children born of which 8 preceded her in death, Astor, Ezra, Azzie Moore, Nannie Burke, Sophia Akers, Isabell Reynolds, Zella Ricker and Betty Jean Moore. Four daughters left to mourn her passing are Emma Pack, Esta Blanton, Kathryn Tennant and Darlene Landrum.
Mollie joined the Little Rosa Regular Baptist Church in 1948 and loved to fill her seat when she was able. Mollie had 31 grandchildren who loved little granny, as Mollie was called this by them. She will be missed very much but our loss is Heaven's gain. So to those of us who remain, we must get ready to meet Mollie in the beautiful land where she is now resting.

Written by her daughter-in-law,

Ocie Mitchell


By request of the family and by the help of the Lord, I will try in my weakness to write an obituary of Mary Vina Mae Tackett. Mary was born September 26, 1964. The daughter of Brother Denver and Sister Lula Tackett of Halo, Kentucky and died November 22, 1983 making her stay on earth 19 years, 1 month and 26 days.
Leaving to mourn her passing are her father and mother, 3 brothers, Scott, Amos and David all of Halo, Kentucky, 2 sisters, Lucille Gayheart of Halo and Betty Cook of Buckingham, Kentucky. She also leaves many relatives and friends.
So I say to all that read this obituary, the young are dying as well as the old. We have no promise of tomorrow. My advice to the young people is this, as the Lord said, "Look unto me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth; For I am God and their is none else." The Lord also said, "I even I, am the Lord, and besides me, there is no Savior."
So Brother Denver and Sister Lula I know your heart has been made sad again in this world. I'm glad the Lord said, " In this world you shall have trouble but in me you may find peace." But God is so good. He gave His only begotten Son that who so ever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
On the night of her accident, she appeared to me in a dream. The most beautiful robe I ever saw, she asked me to go with her. I told her I couldn't at that time but she said she would be back again. I say to her brothers and sisters, I believe by God's great mercy, that God heard her cries and I believe someday I will meet her.

So may God bless,
Elder Jerry Hall


It is with much sadness and broken heart that I will try and write an obituary of our dear mother.
Mommy was born May 30, 1917 and ceased life here on earth June 9, 1984 at the Good Samaritan Hospital in Lexington, Kentucky. Making her stay here on earth 67 years and 9 days. She was the daughter of the late William and Rebecca Jones Newsome,
On October 8, 1937, she was married to Enon Caudill. Unto this union were born four children. One of which preceded her in death, Betty Cresong on July 11, 1970. Left to mourn her loss are Earlene Caudill of Prestonsburg, Kentucky, Joan Caudill of Allen, Kentucky and Philman Caudill of McDowell, Kentucky. Her husband, Enon preceded her in death in 1949.
On July 8, 1950 she was married to Evan Brown. Unto this union were born four children. Left to mourn her loss are Beckie Harrier of Zanesville, Ohio, Gary Brown, Charlie Brown, and Perry Brown all of McDowell, Kentucky. Evan preceded her in death in 1960. In addition, to mourn her loss are fourteen grandchildren and one great grandchild.
Mommy was one of twelve children. Of her sisters and brothers that lived to be grown that preceded her in death are Hazel Bentley, Bill Newsome, and Hannah Stewart. Of her sisters and brothers that preceded her in death as infants are Stoney, Elva, Rosealy, and Robert Newsome. Left to mourn her loss are three sisters Ada Slone and Sadie Slone both of Ligon, Kentucky and Sarah Silva of Cleveland, Ohio, one brother,; Beverly Newsome of Hi Hat, Kentucky.
She joined the Little Rosa Regular Baptist Church the first Saturday in August of 1970. And was baptized on September 5, 1970 by Elder Andy Hamilton and the late Elder Ross Hopkins.
Mommy you are so greatly loved and missed by all of us children and grandchildren. For you have been a mommy and a daddy to all of us. We all know how hard you worked and labored for all of us. Your table was always set for people to eat. And your door was always open to friends in need. You will always be a bright and shining star in our broken hearts. Our home will never be the same. But you always said you had a better home to go to. We all feel our loss is Heaven's gain.

Your broken hearted daughter,
Earlene Caudill


In loving memory of our Dad, Dewey Hicks. Poppy was born September 14, 1901, at Pyrmid, Kentucky and passed away July 4, 1984. He was the son of Ell Hicks and Mary Prater Hicks. Pop married Mom on September 9, 1925. They had a happy life together for 59 years.
Pop joined the Bethel Regular Baptist Church of February 29, 1976, and loved to go as long as he was able.
He was a wonderful husband and a loving Father to his children and always gave his children good advice.
I know it's lonesome on all of us. But Mom needs us more now than ever. Pop had the best care here on earth. Mom stood by him day and night.
He leaves his wife Della Prater Hicks, four sons Joe Hicks of Zionsville, Ind., Ermal, Larry and Aubrey Hicks all of Langley, Kentucky,
three daughters Anna Crum of Allen, Kentucky, Audry Caudill and Mary Fraley of Langley, Kentucky. One son Dewey Jr. passed away March 25, 1967. Three brothers Willard Hicks of Langley, Kentucky, Ed Hicks of Mendon, Ohio, and Okie Hicks of Phoenix, Arizona. One sister Opal Ratliff of Snowflake, Ariz., 17 grandchildren, 16 great grandchildren, and 1 great great grandchild.
We all miss Poppy more than words can ever say. But no matter how much we know, Mom misses him more.


As a new day dawned on January 4, 1984, the life of Virgie Tackett Hamilton quietly slipped away. Making her stay here on earth 94 years, 10 months, and 19 days.
She was born in Pike County Kentucky on February 16, 1889, the daughter of the late James and Mary Ann Martin Tackett. She was married on December 1, 1904 to D. Emit Hamilton of Floyd County Kentucky. Unto this union were born eleven children, five of which preceded her in death. Her husband also preceded her in death on March 11, 1947, leaving six children, thirty grand children, forty-six great grandchildren, sixteen great great grandchildren and one sister, Gracie Little of Pikeville, Kentucky, to mourn her loss. '
Surviving children include three sons Noah Hamilton, Michigan City, Indiana, Foster Hamilton, Alexandria, Ohio, Elmer Hamilton, Kettering, Ohio; and three daughters, Stella Howell, New Carlisle, Ohio, Draxie H. Newsome, Ligon, Kentucky and Margie Parsons, McDowell, Kentucky with whom she made her home.
Children preceding her in death include one daughter Maxie Hamilton, April 1, 1926, and four sons Arvil Hamilton, July 10, 1928, Alvis Hamilton, October 1, 1964, Ira Hamilton, January 25, 1980, and Charlie Hamilton, February 28, 1980.
She had been a member of the Regular Baptist Church for 77 years actively attending for as long as she was physically able. Although she had been bedfast for most of the past 10 years, she never stopped begging the Lord to let her live just a little longer. Many, many nights she woke me singing, praying, or shouting. So many times she said she had no earthly treasures to leave but she a mansion when she died that gold and silver could never buy.
Mom's suffering and lonely hours are over now. She is at rest forever with the Lord. We feel our loss here is Heaven's gain.
Her body was laid to rest January 6, 1984, on the Lucy Hall Cemetary at McDowell, Kentucky.

Written by a daughter,
Margie Parsons


With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my most precious Dad. Dad was born to Jack and Sarah Branham, August 10, 1897, making his stay on earth 87 years, 1 month and 1 day.
Dad first married Malvy Pack who preceded him in death. To this union was born 2 sons. He later married Dolly Case Branham and to this union was born 10 children - 3 baby daughters preceded Dad in death. Left to mourn his loss is Mom, who Dad cared and treasured for 57 years, six sons and three daughters - Elzie Branham of Largo, Indiana; Johnny Branham of Dinwiddy, Virginia; Carlos Branham of Williard, Ohio; Malcom and Donald of Plymouth, Ohio; Ronnie Branham of Mansfield, Ohio; Arcolas Goble and Hazel Chaffins of Willard, Ohio; and Addie Langley of Henderson, Kentucky. Dad has 6 brothers who all preceded him in death except for 1 - Ross Branham of Paintsville, Kentucky. Dad was blessed to have 29 grandchildren and 22 great grandchildren. Dad joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 55 years ago. He was ordained as a deacon at the Little Dove Church in Honaker, Kentucky the 4th Saturday in June, 1935. He brought his letter to the Little Rebecca Church when he came to this part of the country to live 25 years ago. Dad was a faithful member and filled his seat as long as he could and even sometimes when he was not able. I feel the church will miss him greatly. Dad loved the old time way - he loved order in the church and he stood firm on what he felt and believed was the old time way and would keep order in the church. He hated to see new things come in that would change that.
I was blessed for the past 3 months to have Dad in my home with the help of my sister Arcolas and a daughter-in-law to Dad, Gracie, who was so precious to him - he loved her like his own daughter. 
I have many precious memories of Dad - I will miss Dad calling for me, but there is going to be a call in that morning when the trumpet sounds that Dad and I will answer together. 1 feel and believe that we'll board that cloud and go home together.
To the children, the grandchildren, the great grandchildren and friends - you can see Dad again if you want to but first you must lay down the sinful things of this world, repent and be born again - then you will be made a fit subject for Heaven. I feel our loss is Heaven's gain.

Written by his daughter and
Sister in the Lord,
Hazel Chaffins


With much sadness and sorrow, I will try to write the obituary of my loving father, Johnie Bryant. He was born at Feds, Kentucky on July 27, 1905 to the late Sidney and Mary Bryant. He departed this life on May 1, 1983, making his stay here on earth 77 years, 9 months, and 1 day.
On July 26, 1924 he was married to Lissie Bryant to whom he was married for 59 years. To this union was born fourteen children, eight preceding him in death. Left to mourn his loss is his wife, four sons, two daughters, eighteen grandchildren, and seven great grandchildren.
Dad was sick most of the time in the last couple of years, but he never complained. He had a strong will to live for he loved life.
As long as I can remember Dad had went to church. He loved to go to church even when he wasn't able. Dad never joined the church, but I feel with all my heart that Dad is in Heaven. While he was in the hospital the last time, he told a minister that he had a better home to go to.
I and many others miss him greatly, but I feel he is not suffering any more and is in a land of happiness.

Written by his loving daughter,

Marie Hall


In loving memory and heart felt thanks, I will try to write this obituary to pay tribute to my darling mother.
Frances Bryant was born June 9th, 1909 to Sidney Bryant and Mary Akers Bryant who both preceeded her in death. Mom went home to her heavenly Father January 11th, 1983 making her visit here on earth 73 years, 7 months and two days. Mom was married to John P. Honaker in June of 1942, and to this union was born her only child, Mary E. Honaker Bryant of Norwalk, Ohio with whom she had lived for the past few years. After Dad died in February of 1951, Mom married the Elder Jonah Issacs who also proceeded her in death.
Mom gave her life over to the Lord when she was only 19 years of age. Mom was a charter member of the Little Nancy church at Hi Hat, Kentucky. Mom lived a true and faithful life to the very end. Mom loved going to church and seeing her brothers and sisters and had gone to church the week-end before she died. I will regret as long as I live that I was not with her at church that last time. I was told by my cousins how happy she was that Sunday, and how she shouted all over the church house. Mom was as happy and faithful serving God seven days a week as she was on Sunday. I well remember when I was a very small child how she would wake Dad and me with her shouting and praising God.
The Sunday evening before Mom died she told me as she had so many times before, Mary I am ready to die and I am not afraid, so please don't worry about me just get yourself ready to meet me in Heaven some day. When I found her dead in bed on that Tuesday morning, she was so peaceful looking that everyone including the nurse and policeman that came when we called the ambulance, said "They had never seen anyone die so peaceful in all their years on duty". I knew that she had just gone home to be with her Heavenly Father, whom she had served so many years.
My mother never had a lot of money to leave me, but she left me the greatest gift a mother could leave her child. That is the gift of teaching me they way to eternal life through Jesus Christ, whom she served every day of her life. I only wish I had taken this gift and used it wisely before she died. I know that would have made her happier then any gift that I bought her. I can never live the spotless life my mother lived, but I pray that someday by the grace and forgiveness of God that I may be able to see her again.
Mom leaves to mourn her loss, one daughter, Mary Bryant of Norwalk, Ohio. Two grandsons Carl Hamilton, of Ipswich, England, and Stephen Hamilton of California, one granddaughter Rosemary Cooper of Green Springs, Ohio. Three great granddaughters, two great grandsons and was preceeded in death by one grandson. She also leaves one sister Pearlie Adams of Frankfort, Kentucky and one brother H. L. Bryant of Martin, Kentucky.
Mom told me so many times, "Mary, please don't worry about me when I am gone, I will be walking those streets of purest gold, just repent and join me there so our family can be together again.
I will never get over the loss of my mother, but I thank God for sharing her with me for 39 years.

Written by her grateful daughter,

Mary Ellen Bryant


On March 5, 1925 in the house of Johnie and Stella Stegall a son was born. This son was named Joseph Willard Stegall. In the year of 1954, Joe met and fell in love with Billie Lou Yates and on December 18, 1954 they were united in marriage and to this union 6 children were born, Billie Jo Stegall of Hi Hat, Kentucky, Norma Kay Fairchild of Hi Hat, Kentucky, Lisa Gail Slone of McDowell, Kentucky and Debbie, Stan and Gwen all at home. Three sisters, and one brother along with his Dad preceded him in death. Also left to 'mourn his passing is his sweet mother Stella Caudill Stegall of Hi Hat, Kentucky and two sisters Esta Stegall of Hi Hat, Kentucky and Gertrude Ison of Ashland, Kentucky one brother Estil Stegall of Hi Hat, Kentucky and three grandchildren who he dearly loved Matthew and Amanda Slone and Jessica Fairchild. Joe was a veteran of World War I I, and served in the Army Branch of services. Joe was a coal miner for 26 years, a member of the United Mine Workers of America, local 5899 and had been retired since 1972. Joe was a good father and a loving husband as well as a good neighbor and the emptiness which we all feel within our hearts cannot be expressed by mere words alone. To you the family I will close this obituary by saying, be good to your mother, be good to one another, and love one another. Soon we will all be in the ground and this world will mean nothing. Trust in the Lord and even death has no power over you. Joe is in the hands of a kind. just, and merciful God no one could ask for more.

Written by one who dearly loved Joe
Chuck Hall
By the request of the family


With a broken heart and a deep feeling of loss I'll try to write an obituary of my husband, Andy Gibson, better known as "Son". He was the first born son of Ben and Peggy Caudill Gibson, and was born May 8, 1918 and died June 1, 1984 after a long illness.
He has four sisters living, Nancy Hall, Josie Slone, Nebraska Mullins, and Neola Meade, seven sisters deceased, Alice, Susanna, Florency, Clercia, Virsie and twin infant sisters, Virdee and Virnie. He has two brothers living, Leonard and Daniel, and four brothers deceased, Bill, Miles, Maynard and Sylvester.
Son was a good husband, son, son-in-law, brother, uncle and a true friend to so many. He was always a hard worker, and could be depended on to lend a helping hand whenever he was needed.
He wasn't able to attend Church like he wanted because of severe caugh-
ing spasms. Like his father before him he believed in the Old Regular Baptist. In the summer of 1981 he was seriously ill at the V.A. Hospital in Lexington. The doctors did not think he would live. He told me then that, however, God wanted it, he would be satisfied. He came home and it was God's will that he live three more years for which I'll always be thankful for.
We were blessed to have thrity seven years together. Precious memories mean so much, and my hope is that my husband is at peace with our blessed Lord. I pray we will meet again some sweet day.
I, his brothers, sisters, neices, nephews, in-laws and friends will always love and miss him.

Written by his wife,


With a few lines I will try to write an obituary of my dear husband Raymond Langley. He was born in Rush, Kentucky, Boyd County in the year and month of June 3, 1910, the son of William Lee Langley and Virginia Rucker Langley.
He was married to Hazel Henson in the year of September 4, 1934. We had a happy fife together and raised three children, 2 sons and 1 daughter. They are James Ray Langley of Yucca Vally, California, Ted L. Langley of Cleveland, Ohio and Phyllis Caudill of Peru, Indiana.
Raymond joined the Regular Baptist Church on July 26, 1976 and was a deacon of the church. He was a member of Local Union 5899 of Wheelwright, Kentucky and worked in the coal mines for 43 years which caused his 10 massive heart failures and one heart attack.
Last Thursday, July 19th, he had another heart failure, and when I found him in the bathroom, within 15 minutes, the last breath had left him. But I didn't give up, I yelled for my neighbor who came in to see what was wrong. My neighbor Mr. Fields said, "Mrs. Langley he is gone".
Raymond doesn't have any sisters, brothers, mother or father living. He was the last member of his family. He has several nieces, nephews and cousins.
We raised our children by digging for support, but we raised 3 good, children. They are nice and kind to everyone old and young. So pray for them and me. We need all your prayers. We also have 8 grandchildren. They are Cindy, Matthew, and Scott Langley. Bobbie, Renee, and Mark Caudill. Anetta and Jimmy Langley. We have 1 great granddaughter, Lee D. McDaniels.

Written by,
His beloved wife, Hazel Langley


It is with so much sadness and a great loss and broken heart that I try to write the obituary of my loving and beloved mother.
She was born August 4, 1925; in Floyd County Kentucky. She was the daughter of the last J. S. Bryant and Nancy Davis Bryant, Mother passed away Friday, July 6, 1984, in Kings Daughters Hospital at Ashland, Kentucky of a sudden illness. Her stay here on this earth was 58 years, 11 months, and 6 days.
Mother met and married Homer Bentley Sr. on July 26, 1940, who preceded her in death on July 26, 1982. Into this union was born 3 sons Enoch Bentley of Ashland, Kentucky, Billy Bentley of South Point, Ohio and Homer Bentley Jr. of South Shore, Kentucky and 12 grandchildren.
She leaves her 3 sons, 1 sister Mrs. Rilda Sipps of Ashland, Kentucky and 1 brother, Milford Bryant of Maytown, Kentucky to mourn her death.
Mom joined the Little Nancy Church and was baptized on Sunday, August 28, 1983 by Elder Woodrow Dye and Elder Vernon Rose. Because of the distance to travel she brought her letter to the Little Mary Church on Rt. 5 in Ashland, Kentucky. But she loved and talked to me about going back to be with her brothers and sisters of the Little Nancy Church.
Mother you have and left us here so sad and alone. You and Dad are now together waiting there for us to come. Dear Mother, I will meet you where no sorrow shades my brow. Oh how sad when I remember that I have no Mother now.

Written by,
Her son,
Billy R. Bentley


Susie Slone, the daughter of John Wesley and Mary McKinney Slone, born September 7, 1889. She passed on to live with Jesus on January 30, 1984. She married Reuben Slone on April 24, 1917 and to this union was born five children: two girls, Martha of Newport News, Va., Mary Layne of Dema, Kentucky and three boys, Arvil who proceded her in death in 1970, Ellis of Radford, Virginia and Calvin of Newport News, Virginia. Dad passed away in 1929 leaving Mother with five small children to raise by herself. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Caney Fork in 1930 and was baptized by J. D. Mosley and Ellis Hopkins. She clung to the Old Regular Baptist Faith, always reading the Minutes of the association and her Bible as long as she lived .
She always wanted to see that everybody had something to eat who came to see her. I can say from my heart that Mother was sure a good Christian and a wonderful Mother to her children. Surely a person as good as Mother was is with the angels around the throne of God. Mother lived with me for 22 years but she is gone where there will be no more strokes or heartaches for her anymore. 

Written by, Her sad and lonely daughter,
Martha Gillispie, Newport News, Virginia


By the help of the Lord I will try to write the obituary of my husband, Effort Henson. He was born Janurary 29, 1913 to the late Robert and Darkie Hamilton Henson. He was married to Opal Pearl Ray on April 2, 1945 and unto this union was born two children, one daughter, Carolyn Sue Kitchen, of Groveport, Ohio and one son, Anos Wayne Henson of Dayton, Ohio, four granddaughters and one brother, Beverly Henson of Hi Hat, Kentucky.
He was a member of the UMWA District 30 for twenty years. He was a retired coal miner. He was born and lived on Beaver all of his life. Effort never joined the church but before his death he left with good hopes, he is sadly missed and was loved by all.

Written by his beloved wife,
Opal Pearl Ray Henson


It is with saddness that I will try to write an obituary of Frankie Goble. Brother Frankie was born June 21, 1907 at Cabin Creek, W. Virginia making his stay here on earth 73 years. Frankie departed this life April 26, 1981. He was a member of the Cold Springs Old Regular Baptist Church. He was married to Hazel Reynolds Goble. He is survived by his wife, two daughters Phyllis Jean and Geneva both of New Jersey, one brother Andrew Goble, five sisters Mrs. Vada Edmond, Mrs. Gyspey Reffett, Mrs Kay Gray, Mrs. Lucille Wells and Mrs. Margaret Baker.
Brother Frankie is resting from all his troubles and waiting for Hazel and his children to come home for it is nearing suppertime.

Written by a brother in hope,
Noah Vance


It is with much sadness and a heavy heart, with the help of my Lord I will try to write an obituary of my dear sweet Mother. She departed this life January 4, 1984. It was such a shock.
Aggie Reynolds Isaacs was born November 11, 1923 to Dock and Hattie Reynolds. She was married to Earmel Isaacs and to this union was born ten children. Two preceded her in death Bradley and Claude. She leaves eight to mourn her. Brenda Akers and Clyde Isaacs of Grethel, Kentucky, Kenneth Ray of Loraine, Ohio, Boge and Larry Dean Isaacs and Sharon Booth of Ypsilanti, Michigan, Vickie Blazer of Bellville, Michigan, Bonnie Bentley of Hueysville, Kentucky and ten grandchildren. Two sisters and six brothers, a great host of friends and neighbors who knew and loved her. Mom was a hard worker all her life. She worked so hard to raise her children. And we always knew Mom loved us, and she was always there when we needed her, but Jesus needed her more. I believe He has another Flower to his beautiful garden. Mom never joined the church but she was a strong believer in the Regular Baptist. I believe she made peace with our Lord before she left this earth.
She spent a few days with me at Christmas, she got up one morning so sad and unhappy, I asked her what was wrong. She had dreamed of climbing a ladder, the higher she got the prettier it was, she awoke before she got to the top she wanted to get higher. I told her, Mom someday you will make it to the top of the ladder. I believe with all my heart she made the top, how beautiful it must have been. Someday when my Lord calls me home, I will see my mother again. So sleep on Mom until that beautiful blessed day.

Written by a broken hearted daughter,

Brenda Akers


It is with much sadness and a aching heart that I will try to write the obituary of a dear sweet mother who was so precious to me. Daisy Hall Mitchell was born August 5, 1909, and passed away September 1, 1984, making her stay here on earth 75 years and 26 days.
Mom was the oldest daughter of the late Rev. J. M. Hall and Mary Jane Hall of Ligon, Kentucky. She leaves five sisters behind to mourn her loss. They are: Dacie Mitchell, Hi Hat, Kentucky, Dinah Adkins, Minford, Ohio, Oma Pennington, Ligon, Kentucky, Ida Mae Bailey, Pikeville, Kentucky, Maxine Ward, McDowell, Kentucky.
On January 25, 1925, she married a wonderful companion Crit "Dude" Mitchell. The Lord blessed them with 58 years together before they had to part. Unto this union were born eleven children, one died in infancy, ten children survive, five sons and five daughters. They are: Carl Mitchell & Willie Mitchell Beaver, Kentucky, Crit Jr. Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Daniel Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Paul Randall Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Madge Walters, Hamilton, Ohio, Melda Dillow, Garden City, Michigan, Ruby Hamilton, Flat Rock, Michigan, Margaret Lois Slone, Columbus, Ohio, Vivian Keathley, Beaver, Kentucky. ,
Mom was so brave in her last years here on earth. She had been sick for five years with the awful disease of cancer. She never joined the church, but she told of a wonderful experience she had of being with Jesus and walking with him and holding hands on streets of pure gold. That is why she is no longer with us here on earth, he needed a special angel for his home above. I miss her so much as the days go by, but I know she is at rest and is with her Saviour, and with my Pop and brother too. So in closing I will say sleep on sweet Mother I hope to meet you someday.

Written by a broken hearted daughter,
Vivian Keathley


It is with much sadness, but with many precious memories that I will try to write the obituary of a dear sweet father. Crit "Dude" Mitchell was born April 8, 1902, deceased this life October 3, 1983, making his stay here on earth 81 years.
Born the youngest son of Rev. Christopher Mitchell and Alice Newsome Mitchell, all of his brothers preceded him in death. He leaves one sister, Margaret Adams of Portsmouth, Ohio to mourn his loss.
Pop, met and married Daisy Hall Mitchell, January 25, 1925, they had 58 wonderful years together upon his passing. Unto this union were born eleven children, one died in infancy, ten children survive, five sons and five daughters. They are:, Carl Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Willie Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Crit, Jr. Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Daniel Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Paul Randall Mitchell, Beaver, Kentucky, Madge Walters, Hamilton, Ohio, Melda Dillow, Garden City, Michigan, Ruby Hamilton, Flat Rock, Michigan, Margaret Lois Slone, Columbus, Ohio, Vivian Keathley, Beaver, Kentucky.
Pop joined the Samaria Regular Baptist the 8th day of April 1979. He was a faithful member for as long as he was able to go. Pop was a quiet reserved and peaceful man about the community. He always had good advise for his children, friends and neighbors.
I miss him so much around the home place, but I know the Lord had a place waiting for him, and now he is with Jesus with no more pain. So I will say sleep on, I hope to meet you some day.

Written by a broken hearted daughter,
Vivian Keathley


With a sad and broken heart we will try to write the obituary of our beloved son and brother, Ruben Lee Tackitt. He was born November 9, 1946 at Dorton, Kentucky to Scott and Flossie Tackitt, died October 16, 1983 making his stay on earth 36 years, 9 months, and six days.
Besides his mother, he is survived by his wife Jean Breeze Tackitt, one daughter Judy Lynn and five sisters Mrs. Orbenia Elick of Huntington, Indiana, Mrs. Opal Millman and Mrs. Mae Tackett both of Andrews, Indiana, Gladys Tackett and Elanor Ruth Tackitt both of Virgie, Kentucky and several nieces and nephews. His father and two brothers preceded him in death.
Ruben, you are greatly missed by your family and friends. We loved you so much and although you couldn't hear or talk here on earth, we are sure you are with Daddy in Heaven and can talk with Jesus.


Scott C. Tackitt born February 13, 1905, departed this life August 27, 1958, at the age of 53 years, 6 months, and 14 days. He was the son of Alamander and Elvina Tackitt, who preceded him in death several years ago. He leaves to mourn his passing his loyal and devoted wife, Flossie Elswick Tackitt, who shared with him life's joy's and sorrows for over 28 years; one son Ruben Lee Tackitt; and five daughters: Mrs. Opal Millman, and Orbenia Ola Mae, and Gladys, and Eleanor Tackitt; and brother Sollie Tackitt; three sisters, Miss Rachel Tackitt, Mrs. Pricie Tackitt and Mrs. Anzie Adams, one grandchild, Linda Sue Millman.
Mr. Tackitt was a very active man until a few years ago when his health began to fail him. He knew what it was to earn a living by the sweat of the brow, having spent most of his working years on the railroad and in the mines.
He was a devoted husband and father. Pike County has been made a better place because he lived and labored there. The poet must have had in mind such a person as Scott when he wrote the following lines which fit this wonderful father and husband so well:
Since this obituary was written 26 years ago, we will try to up date it.
Since Daddy's death, he has had one son, Ruben Lee Tackitt, one brother Sollie Tackitt, and two sisters, Mrs. Anzie Adams and Miss Rachel Tackitt to leave us and join him in Heaven. There have also been 8 grandchildren and six great grandchildren added to the family. Daddy, it has been a long time since you left us, but you are still greatly missed. You are always in our minds and in our hearts. Your grandchildren have missed a lot not knowing what a wonderful man you were.

Written by
His Loving Family


With much sorrow and pain, but with many happy and loving memories we will attempt to write an obituary of our dear mother. To wit: Healtha (Hudson) Holbrook. Mommy was born November 14, 1911 in Pike County, Kentucky and expired July 23, 1984 in the Methodist Hospital at Pikeville, Kentucky after an extended illness.
Mommy walked this life on earth for 72 years, 8 months and 9 days.
Mom was the daughter of Andy and Dillie (Tackett) Hudson. She was united in marriage on June 12, 1929 to Noah Holbrook. To this truly happy couple was born 5 children. 3 sons: Clifford Holbrook of Varney, Kentucky, George Holbrook of Bypro, Kentucky and Sidney Lee Holbrook of Granger, Indiana, 2 daughters: Billie Joyce Williamson of Varney, Kentucky and Jennifer Lynn Guenin of Nanjemey, Md.
Daddy preceded Mommy in death on May 29, 1959 at his home on Long Fork. After that Mommy was never really happy.
She is also survived by 2 brothers: Sollie Hudson of Virgie, Kentucky and Sidney Hudson of Allen Park, Michigan, 2 sisters: Edna Burke of Virgie, Kentucky and Nora Dotson of Lincoln Park, Michigan.
Mom has 16 grandchildren and 13 great grandchildren.
Late in her life she married Jasper Belcher of Dorton, Kentucky.
In 1975 Mommy had a severe stroke. After rehabilitation and a lot of hard work, she returned to her home on Long Fork. Only to fall and break her hip. She was unable to keep house after that. She was confined to a wheelchair in her children's homes for the last 9 years of her life.
Mom joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1930 and was a faithful member until her death.
Her home was always open her table always set for Gods people. She was always ready to go wherever Gods people met to worship. She would sing in that voice and shout "Glory Hallelujah" when the Lord would open the window and pour in the blessing. It was truly a blessing to sit with her in love and fellowship in the Enterprise Church where she had her membership. Her walks and her talks have been a light to many people as she traveled on the Kings Highway.
Her family gives thanks to God for giving us such a fine Christian Mother. She fought a good fight, she kept the faith and now she is waiting with Daddy for her crown.
Mommy and Daddy's memorial will be the 5th weekend in August 1985 at the Amil Little Cemetery on Long Fork of Virgie. Everyone is invited.
Regular Baptist ministers are officiating.

Written by, Her children and Sisters of Enterprise Church


Ballard Little was born September 24, 1905. He was born in Knott County. He was the son of Eaf Little and Marthe Hall Little.
He deceased this life October 23, 1983. Making his stay on earth 78 years 1 month and 1 day.
He leaves to mourn his death his wife, Manerva Breeding Little, six sons Ballard Little of Bevinsville, Kentucky, David Little of Wheelwright, Earl Little of Killeen, Texas, Forrest D. Little of Jamestown, Ohio, Willis D. Little of Melvin and William Birchfield Little of Weeksbury. Three daughters Anna Faye Little and Reba Little Vicars at Weeksbury and Linda Kaye Little of Bypro, Kentucky.
Ballard has on sister living Margaret Mullins of River Rough, Michigan. He is the grandfather of 10 grandchildren and the great grandfather of two great grandchildren,
Ballard Little was a retired coal miner. He worked in the coal mines at Weeksbury. The Eastern Gas Coal Company, Kopper Coal Company, Elkhorn Piney Coal Company. He also worked as a miner for Wiley Jones, Oliver Tackett, George Newman, at Jacks Creek. All together he was a coal miner for 34 years. He finally retired as a total disable miner.
He was a member of the UMWA District 30. He belonged to the Wheelwright Local Union 5899 for years. He was a member of the Regular Baptist Church of Joppa at Melvin, Kentucky for about 30 years.
He enjoyed his family and friends to come and visit often as they could. He looked forward for Sundays to come so all the children to come and eat with them. He never wanted Mom to leave his side for one minute she always stayed very close to Dad all the time.
Six months from the time Dad died the youngest boy William Birchfield Little died. He has been deceased for 2 months 16 days today (July 7, 19841. We all miss them two so very much, we have to go and visit them as often as we can. We never fail going every week.
Dad had five daughters-in-law and two sons-in-law.
Dad we all love you very very much and miss you so much. Someday we will all be together. May God bless you and Birch. We love you both. Both are buried side by side at the Buckingham Cemetary.

Written by your daughter & wife,
Reba Little Vicars & Manerva Little


William Birchfield Little was born January 3, 1951 and deceased this life April 21, 1984. Making his stay on earth 33 years 4 months and 18 days. He lived at Weeksbury, Kentucky.
He was the son of Ballard Little and Manerva Breeding Little of Weeksbury, Kentucky.
He leaves to mourn his death his mother, Manerva Little; 5 brothers, Ballard Little of Bevinsville, David Little of Wheelwright, Kentucky, Earl Little of Killen, Texas, Forrest D. Little of Jamestown, Ohio and Willis D. Little of Melvin, Kentucky. Three sisters; Anna Faye Little and Reba Little Vicars of Weeksbury and Linda Kaye Little of Bypro, Kentucky. He also leaves a host of friends and neighbors also his fellow workers of the mines where he was employed. His community center friends and all the community park ball friends.
William Birchfield Little graduated from Wheelwright High School in June 1971. He was employed at Hall's Market for a few years. Then at Bailey Mining Company as night watchman for a few years and then at KK Mining Company for a few years. There where he hurt his back and was never well any more. He died at his parents home at Weeksbury the day after getting out of the Our Lady of the Way Hospital. His death was ascribed to respiratory arrest.
William Birchfield is at rest beside of his father Ballard Little at Buckingham Cemetary. We all miss them so much that we cannot just explain to anyone how much. We visit them very often. May God bless you both everyday. Love you Birch and Dad.

Written by your sister,
Reba Little Vicars


It's with great sadness and the help of the good Lord that we'll try to write and obituary of Anzie Osborne Newsome.
Anzie was born February 12, 1912 and she departed this life April 28, 1984 while making her stay on earth seventy-two years, three months and sixteen days.
She was the daughter of Rhonda Moore and Oliver Frasure. When Anzie was two years old Hannah and Andy Tackett took her in their home. They loved her and raised her as if she was their own child. They both preceded her in death. She had one brother, Berry Tackett who also preceded her in death.
Anzie married Bryan Osborne in 1934, into this union was born one son Bryan Osborne Jr. of Wall Lake, Michigan. Later she married Andy Newsome. Both, Bryan and Andy preceded her in death.
Anzie joined the church in 1948. She loved to be with her brothers and sisters, her family and friends. She loved for them to come and visit her.
Anzie rejoiced on Sunday before she passed away and said she was going home. She leaves here on earth to mourn her loss, one son Bryan Osborne Jr., nine step-children, four grandchildren, five great granchildren, and a host of step grandchildren and great grandchildren. Mahala and Berry's children also mourn her loss.
Anzie worked hard in this world and suffered a lot of sickness. But, we feel she has gone to Heaven where we expect to go some sweet day.

Written by,
Margie and Andy Kiser


Leland V. Tackett, the son of William B. Tackett and the late Laura B. Tackett, was born November 21, 1913, and departed this life August 19, 1984, making his stay on earth 70 years, 8 months and 29 days.
He was married to Effie Johnson and to this union were born five sons: Victor E. Tackett of Columbus, Ohio; Edward A. Tackett of Melvin, Kentucky; Virgil L. Tackett of Weeksbury, Kentucky; Donald K. Tackett of Paintsville, Kentucky; and Larry D. Tackett of Melvin, Kentucky; one daughter: Esta P. Morrin of Lincoln Park, Michigan. He leaves 19 grandchildren and 8 great grandchildren. He leaves 3 brothers: Fred Tackett of Bristol, Tennessee; Troy Tackett of Weeksbury, Kentucky; and Paul Tackett of Pinson Fork, Kentucky; 3 sisters: Dixie and Mabel Tackett of Nicholasville, Kentucky; and Ruth Smith of Weeksbury, Kentucky. He is also survived by his father, W. B. Tackett of Weeksbury, Kentucky and his wife, Effie Tackett of Melvin, Kentucky.
He was preceded in death by a grandson, Glen E. (Eddie) Tackett who passed away on May 25, 1972, his-mother Laura B. Tackett who passed away on June 1, 1978 and a brother, William H. (Buster) Tackett who passed away on May 1, 1984.
He was a firm believer in the Regular Baptist faith and although he did not attach himself to the church, there is no doubt in our mind or heart based on the testimony he gave several days prior to his death indicating he had made peace with the Lord that his soul is resting under the alter of God.
His loving wife will always miss his presence and companionship and the children will miss a loving and kind father.
With his passing, we are left clinging to these words of the Psalmist David, "He is gone from us and can no more come to us, but by the grace of God we can go to him".

Written by the family


With the love we had for our Mother, we will write her obituary. Hazel Hall Jones was born January 5, 1910, at Knott County, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late Monroe Hall and Betsy Holbrook Hall. Hazel and Bart Jones were united in marriage in December of 1928. This union was blessed with three children; one daughter, Billie Jean Burke of Westminister, South Carolina; Monroe Jones of Bevinsville, Kentucky; and Tommy Jones, deceased. She also had six sisters and one brother. They are Mrs. Sarah Jane Johnson of Weeksburg, Kentucky, deceased, Mrs. Lillian Fleming of Melvin, Kentucky, Mrs. Anna Hall of Bevinsville, Kentucky, deceased, Mrs. Lizza Little, Bevinsville, Ky., deceased, Mrs. Arnie Johnson of Bevinsville, Kentucky, Mrs. Maggie Hall of Price, Kentucky and one brother Woodrow Hall of Flint, Michigan. She is also survived by ten grandchildren and six great grandchildren.
She was baptized into the Joppa Baptist Church of Melvin, Kentucky on Saturday, August 14, 1971. She was baptized by Brother Charlie Jones and Brother Monroe Jones.
On October 7, 1983 God call our precious Mother away. Mother has gone to Heaven above where everything is peaceful and joyful and full of love. Mother, how we miss you around the old home. Your smile brought joy to our lives and your memory will be an eternal keepsake. God has you in his keeping but you will always be in our hearts.
Our hearts were broken when you departed from us, but you are not forgotten our precious one. There is never a day that goes by that we are not reminded of you and all the special joy you added to our lives.
Our home is lonesome since Mother and Dad have gone but we believe we will meet you again around God's golden throne.
Mother's memory will live on forever because she was more than a Mother she was our truest and dearest friend.

In loving memory,
Written by her loving family


With much love and many wonderful memories we write this obituary of our Mother and wife Flora Newman.
Flora was born March 13, 1917 in Letcher County to Oliver and Connie Meade. She passed away June 9, 1984, making her stay on earth 67 years, 2 months and 27 days.
Flora married George Newman of Bevinsville, Kentucky 50 years ago on June 19, 1934 and unto this union was born 11 children: Aileen, Geraldine, Glenda, Georgia, Pearl, Linda, Russell, Berman, Hobert, Ray and Larry. Her youngest son Larry preceded her in death on March 18, 1976. Flora leaves to mourn her passing her husband, her mother, 10 children, 23 grandchildren, 6 great grandchildren, 5 brothers, 3 sisters, and many friends and neighbors who loved her.
Flora joined the Little Rock Old Regular Baptist Church on August 31,
1958 and was baptized September 20, 1958, by her father the late Elder Oliver Meade and Elder Charlie Jones. She moved her letter from Little Rock Church to Joppa Church on December 19, 1970.
Flora live a good Christian life and was a wonderful mother and wife. We all miss her very much, but we feel in our hearts that she has gone Home to Heaven.

Written by,
Her loving family


With a broken heart and the help of the Lord I will try to write an obituary of my beloved wife. She was the daughter of the late Henry and Rebecca Tackett. Sadie was born September 3, 1921 and passed away November 23, 1983. Making her stay on earth 62 years, 2 months and 20 days.
She was married to Tilton Johnson on January 4, 1940. To this union was born fourteen children. Seven which preceded her in death.
Surviving children are; Othella Johnson, Ozella Helton, Tilton Johnson Jr., Rita Faye Sparkman, Melissa Adams and Maxine Adams all of Weeksbury, Kentucky and Tivis Johnson of Wheelwright, Kentucky.
Also left to mourn her death are sixteen grandchildren. Also surviving her are two sisters; Gladys McKinney of Weeksbury, Kentucky and Edith Akers of Melvin, Kentucky and two brothers Oliver Tackett of Weeksbury, Kentucky and Elzie Tackett of Columbus, Ohio.
Sadie loved to go to the church and listen to The Old Regular Baptist preach and sing.
She was good and kind to everyone and went out of her way to keep down any trouble.
A few days before she died she had a dream or vision, she thought it was so real. She dreamed of playing with seven baby white doves and she and those little doves all had a little puddle of clear water and played all day. I believe, that day will be the Eternal Day for her and her seven babies.
Ministers were: Ellis Holbrook, Monroe Jones, Perry Jones, Jimmy Hall from McDowell and Hollie King.

Written by,
Tilton Johnson and Family


William Homer (Buster) Tackett the son of William B. Tackett and the late Laura Tackett was born September 30, 1926, and departed this life May 1, 1984, making his stay here on earth 57 years, 8 months and 1 day.
He was married to Bureta Minnick and to this union were born 4 children, Homer Landon of Tucson, Arizona, William Danny of Grand Blanc, Michigan, Michael Keith of Springfield, Illinois and Kenneth Dale of St. Louis, Missouri.
He is also survived by 4 grandchildren. He is survived by his father William B. Tackett of Weeksbury, Kentucky and 4 brothers, Fred of Bristol, Tennessee, Leland of Melvin, Kentucky, Troy of Weeksbury, Kentucky, Paul of Pinsonfork, Kentucky and 3 sisters, Dixie and Mable of Nicholasville, Kentucky and Ruth Smith of Weeksbury, Kentucky.
Buster did not attach himself to any church, but he told the family and friends that there was nothing in his way. God adds to the Church daily, such as shall be saved. Therefore, we believe from his testimony that his soul is at rest in the Paradise of God.
To the family and friends, if you want to see Buster again, (if you haven't already) make it right with God.
May God bless all of you.

Written by,
Elder Monroe Jones


By request of the family and with a heavy heart, I will try to write the obituary of my father-in-law, Andy Ward.
Andy was born July 7, 1918, at Kite, Kentucky, in Knott County and died October 26, 1982, at the age of 64.
He was the son of Joe Ward and Martha (Patsy) Thornsbury Ward.
In early life, he was married to Grace Keene. Unto this union was born seven children, four boys and three girls, all of whom survive. They are Andy, Jr. and Donald of Ashland, Kentucky, Randall of South Shore, Kentucky, Jimmy of Flatwoods, Kentucky, Sandra Blair and Wanda Collier of Flatwoods, Kentucky, and Bernice Chaffins of Ashland, Kentucky. He also had fifteen grandchildren, fourteen of whom survive.
Andy leaves four brothers and four sisters. They are Will, Brownloe and Perry, all of Buckingham, Kentucky, Hasro of St. Mary's, Ohio, Lillie Little of Bypro, Kentucky, Lizzie Thompson of Bevinsville, Kentucky, Ocie Robershaw of Birmingham, Alabama, and Virginia Bates of Columbus, Ohio. He also leaves a host of friends to mourn hiss loss.
He was a loving husband and father and he is dearly missed by Grace and the children.
Andy worked hard all his life in the coal mines and was loved by his friends and neighbors.
He didn't belong to any church; but from my many conversations with him, I know he loved the Old Regular Baptist and the good old time preaching of the gospel. He loved to read and discuss the Bible.
Andy told the family he was a changed man and he told Grace he wanted to join the Little Nancy Church and be baptized.
We all loved him and miss him so much; but I believe Andy is at rest with God.

Written by,
His son-in-law, David Chaff ins
And his wife, Grace


I will try by the help of the Lord and having a knowledge and understanding of my father-in-law, Gordon L. Newsome, to write the appropriate, descriptive words of his life.
Gordon was born in Pike County, Kentucky, December 7, 1908, to Floyd and Hulda Jane Newsome and deceased June 1, 1984 having been blessed with 75 years, 5 months and 25 days on earth.
Cordon's second child, Ada Marie preceded him in death. He is survived by his wife Mollie, one son, Feddie three daughters, Opal Newsome, Mrs. Palmer R. (Beatrice) Hamilton and Mollie Mae Newsome all of Marshall, Michigan; one foster-daughter, Mrs. Holdred (Spicy) McPeek of Virgie, Kentucky; two grandchildren, one great grandchild, eight foster-grandchildren, and nine foster great grandchildren; one brother Garland Newsome of Caney Creek, Kentucky; one sister, Draxie Reynolds of Penny, Kentucky; three half-brothers Sterling Newsome, Epp Newsome, and Wade Newsome all of Marlany; three half-sisters, Mrs. Wilson (Jane ) Piper and Mrs. Earl (Susie) Jennings both of Pennsylvania, and Mrs. Rhondina Hamilton of Robinson, Kentucky.
An ardent worker, Cordon had devoted his work life to the coal mines, first as an employee and then as an employer undoubtedly enduring many hard-ships that go with this type of work.
Cordon was not a member of any church, however, he professed a hope in Christ and often attended the Old Regular Baptist, the denomination he enjoyed most. Occasionally he and I would discuss the scriptures and church affairs.
A well content man, Cordon possessed characteristics which added to his life's satisfaction. He was very strong mentally and physically, very calm, able to ignore past errors and move forward, and had a thorough understanding and acceptance of life's trials and expectations.
I believe individuals lives are exemplified in their children and this is one family I have observed for the past twenty-one years who have always corresponded much better than the average family. They are not ashamed, bashful or backward when it come to expressing their love and appreciation for each other. A man blessed with the ability to make sound judgments, the ability to communicate well, Gordon would capture the admiration of people with the enjoyable conversations one could have with him. Again, the ability to be wholly at ease made him better able to get peoples attention and made him an enjoyable person to be around.
Gordon and Mollie left their home in Kentucky in 1966 to be with their children in Michigan but I believe that perhaps God granted his request by taking him during his last visit to Kentucky.
We don't want to lose our loved ones and it takes time to recover, but, the greatest feeling is believing they are resting in Paradise with Jesus and we the family don't have any doubt about Gordon.

Written by,
His son-in-law and brother in hope,
Elder Palmer R. Hamilton


Our blessed mother was born June 27, 1908 and she left us November 27, 1983, being 75 years old and a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church more than 40 years. Mom left behind four sons and one daughter who miss her very much: Paul and Pearlie, Jr., of Pippa Passes; Charlie of Garner; Dewey, of Fort Wayne, Indiana; and Gertie Watson of Martin. She had 14 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren. Also, two brothers and four sisters along with a host of friends and relatives remain who miss her very much.
Although Mom was only 38 when our Dad, Pearlie Short, died, she never remarried. She had six children
of her own and a niece of Dad's, Grethel (Tootsie) to raise. Times were hard, but Mom did all she could and
there was always plenty of love. -
Our Mother had been sick for some time, but was able to go until about a month before she died. Mom told me and the boys many times that she was ready to go. The last time she went into the hospital, she told us that she was going "Home" for she had dreamed that our Daddy had come to the hospital, stood by her bed and told her that he had come to take her back to Heaven. Many times she told us about this dream as she lay in the hospital. Then, on Thanksgiving Day, at St. Joseph's Hospital in Lexington, she told us that she would not be here much longer. The next day, my brother, Charlie and I were by her bedside, and she was holding onto both of my hands praying for the Lord to take her "Home". As if in answer to her prayer, the machinery suddenly stopped and her spirit was gone from us.
Each time when Mom was sick, I would pray, "Lord, let us keep her a little longer if it will be your blessed will." I knew that I was being selfish; but I loved her so. He loved her even more. I know our loss is Heaven's gain. One of Mom's favorite songs was "Just One Rose Will Do," and I feel that when God chose our mother, He chose the biggest, most beautiful rose of all.
We had you for 75 years and we made enough memories for a lifetime. Memories of you are everyplace. Our hearts are sad because we can no longer see your face, but we rejoice -in knowing that you are with Jesus and those gone on before.
Everyone who knew her loved our Mother, especially little children; some would even call her "Mama Lula." She will be remembered for the love and kindness she shared with her friends and family. There was always a quick, sweet smile on her face, a sparkle in her eye, a crackle in her laughter, and love in her heart. No wonder we miss you so.

Written by her daughter,
Gertie Watson


Brother Troy Sparkman was born March 1, 1900, and departed this life February 27, 1984. He was the son of Billy Sparkman and Kathryn Jacobs Sparkman.
Early in life he was married to Ellie Slone and they had two sons and two daughters: Ishmal Sparkman, Andy Sparkman, Francis Sparkman and Inis Jacobs.
Brother Troy's companion passed away at a fairly young age, and he was then married to Nannie Slone, and they had five sons and three daughters: Billy B. Sparkman, George Sparkman, Harliss Sparkman, Sampie Sparkman, Vansel Sparkman, Allie Jacobs, Vina Tuttle and Allyene Slone. Two sons, Andy and Billy B. and one daughter, Francis had preceded Brother Troy in death. Other survivors include one brother, John and one sister, Allie Bentley, 38 grandchildren and 21 great grandchildren with many other relatives and friends.
While still a young man, Bro. Troy felt the need for a saviour in his life, and began to seek for a better home. In the year of 1933, he was baptized into the fellowship of the Mount Olive church, and shortly after he professed a call to preach the gospel of Christ. For more than forty years he was faithful to his calling. He traveled far and near, walking over mountains and up the creeks and hollows. Wherever there was sickness or death, you would find Brother Troy trying to help and comfort in any way he could.
God had blessed Brother Troy to live along and a full life in this world but the time finally came for him to depart, but I trust his family will comfort themselves with the lifetime of good memories which he left them. I believe that as the last breath left his body, there was a door opened in another world, and he heard the singing of the angels. I believe that when the trumpet sounds he will get up and go shouting down the golden streets of Heaven with all the redeemed of the King.

Written by
Bro. Marcus Slone


Aldo Gibson was born June 24, 1907 at Mousie, Kentucky and passes away January 2, 1983 at the Lady of the Way Hospital after a long illness.
Aldo was the son of John P. and Minnie Gibson. He was married to Annie Campbell June 1932. She was born December 25, 1911 and died from a lingering illness at the St. Joseph Hospital. Annie was the daughter of James Madison and Roda Campbell.
They leave to mourn two daughters: Creedy Conley and Sylivia Smith and five grandchildren: Alpha Lynn, Sherry Ann, Kathryn Jewell, Carolyn Alane, and Robert Stanley.
They lived their lives in Martin Branch of Mousie, Kentucky and leave many relatives and friends who still miss them very much. Annie joined the Balls Branch Church and was. baptized. She loved to hear the preaching and singing and often cried and would say Oh, I want to got to Heaven, no doubt she prayed many a prayer for her husband and children and desired to meet them again some day.
Get ready and meet mother again.

Written by
Elder Charles King


With a sad and broken heart, my mother and I will write the obituary of our precious husband and daddy, Jarvey Hamilton.
Daddy was born February 13, 1897 to the late John and Matilda Hamilton. He passed away May 13, 1984, with cancer.
He leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Clara Hamilton: 2 sons, Amos Hamilton of Sterling Heights, Michigan and Estill Hamilton of Mt. Sterling, Kentucky, 2 daughters, Christine Harris of Jeffersonville, Kentucky and Annie Branham of Pike County; 8 grandchidren and 7 great grandchildren.
Daddy joined The Old Regular Baptist Church in Ecorse, Michigan at the Little Ida Church, in 1964.
Before Daddy died we would go to the hospital to see him and he would td l us what all the Lord showed him. He said the Lord showed him Old Humble People Sitting At Mother Jerusalem's Table. He would ask us if we seen all the angels around his bed and mommy would say, "No Jarvey it is not meant for us to see."
Daddy was a very good man. He would always talk about the Lord. We all miss him very much.

Written by his wife and daughter,
Clara Hamilton and Christine Harris


It is with much sadness and a broken heart, that we try to write an obituary of our darling daughter, Patty Gail Adkins. She was born January 14, 1969 died August 18, 1984. God blessed us to keep her 15 years, 7 months and 4 days.
Patty was born deaf and had rheumatoid arthritis. She was a very happy and loving child. She was loved by everybody that knew her. She was a student at John M. Stumbo School. Patty has one living sister, Deborah. Four brothers Randel, Ronnie, Darryl, and Tommy all of Glaveston, Kentucky. She had one sister Rita, who preceded her in death.
We will all miss Patty very much, we all loved her dearly.

Written by her broken hearted mother and father and family


In loving memory of my dear husband, and with much sadness in my heart, I will try to write this obituary of Joe Hall.
He was the son of the late John M. Hall and Liza Stumbo Hall. He was born November 1, 1905, and departed this life November 29, 1983. His stay here on earth was 78 years and 28 days. He was married to Darkie Akers Hall in 1932 at Grethel. To this union was born 12 children, 5 of which preceded him in death.
He is survived by his wife Darkie and 7 sons. John M. Hall of Harold, Kentucky, Kenas Hall of Stanford, Kentucky, Sherman Hall, Joe Hall Jr., James Hall, Donald Ray Hall, and Andy Hall, all of Grethel, Kentucky. He is also survived by 12 grandchildren and 1 great grandchild. He had 7 sisters and 2 brothers, 2 sisters and 2 brothers preceded him in death. He is survived by 4 sisters: Lucreasie Hall Tackett and Florence Hall of Grethel, Kentucky, Maudie Frasure and Goldie Hall of Harold, Kentucky.
Joe had been ill for 3 years. Although he never joined a church, he called on the Lord many times during his last 3 years here on earth. He would say he wanted the Lord to come on and take him home.
Joe was a retired coal miner. We all miss him very much. I would like to say this to his children and grandchildren, "Strive to meet him (Joe) on that bright sunny shore where Jesus is and all is well, joy, and peace."

Written by his wife
Darkie Hall and children


It is with much sadness and broken hearts, we will try to write an obituary of our dear mother, Martha Mae Hamilton Newsome Kidd, whom we loved very much.
Mother was born October 10, 1910, to Sill and Jane Hamilton, and passed away November 23, 1983, making her stay here on earth 73 years, 1 month and 14 days.
Mother was first married to William Newsome November 12, 1925, and unto this union were 13 children, 7 girls, 6 boys and 6 stepchildren. William and two children preceded her in death.
Mother was later married to Burley Kidd on November 17, 1979. Mother leaves to mourn her loss, 11 children, 11 stepchildren, 23 grandchildren 2 sisters. We feel our loss of mother is heaven's gain.
Mother attended church as long as she was able, she was a faithful member of the Old Regular Baptist Church for 47 years.
Our homes will never be the same without mother, we all loved her so much and miss her so badly and we all hope to meet her again on God's Golden Shore, where there will be no more sickness and pain.
Mother bore her sickness and pain with patience. We heard her pray so many times for the Lord to ease her pain.
So sleep on dear mother, we wi I I meet you soon.

Written by,
Her broken hearted children


It is with much sadness, but with many precious memories that we try to write the obituary of our dear Mother and Companion.
Rutha Tackett was born July 22, 1916, the daughter of Sallie Akers Frasure and the late FL-die Frasure. She departed this life on December 21, 1983. She was married to Freel Tackett on March 18, 1937. Unto this union was born two daughters, Elma McKinney and Dora Lou Roberts, and one son, Donald Ray Tackett, all of Grethel, Kentucky. She had seven grandchildren and two great-grandchildren whom she loved very much.
Also remaining to mourn her loss are five brothers, Robert, Aderos, Noah, Eskil and Walter Frasure; and three sisters, Rosa Ellis, Nellie Bush and Zella Minnehan, and a host of relatives and friends.
She was a member of the Pilgrim Home Church of the Old Regular Baptist for 28 years and 8 months and was a faithful member until death.
She attended church and visited the hospitals, nursing homes and the homes of the sick many times when she wasn't able to go herself, but she seemed to feel much better after having gone. Even when she was in the hospital during her last days, she would ask for some of the minsters to come in and see her. She would tell us that she felt so good after they visited her. The doctors had said she wasn't strong enough to have visitors and had told us to keep everyone out except the immediate family, but we knew how much she loved to be with her friends and brothers and sisters in the Lord, so we tried with all our hearts to keep her comfortable, but still let her friends and loved-ones visit her.
She is missed so much around the home, church and neighborhood. Our place will never be the same. It is very lonely without her but we feel our loss is Heaven's gain.

Written by her broken-hearted husband and children Freel Tackett Elma, Dor Lou & Donald Ray


It is with a sad and heavy heart that I try to write an obituary of my wonderful companion, America Damron Kidd. She was born August 25, 1910 and deceased this life December 16, 1983, making her stay here on earth 73 years, 3 months and 21 days. She was the daughter of the late Spurrell Damron and Eveline Kidd Damron. She was the mother of 4 children-2 preceded her in death. My companion and sister in hope of eternal life took sick in June was taken to the hospital and while there about 7 days talking with our daughter-in-law and me said she wasn't going to get well and wanted me to write the preachers down that she wanted to preach over her, then after she got out of the hospital that time we would talk a lot about death. She always would say she wouldn't live to see Christmas. There was 6 of the girls living on October 8, 1983 when we had to take my companion America to the Highlands Regional Medical Center Hospital where she stayed until October 28 when she was taken to Central Baptist Hospital in Lexington, Kentucky, where she stayed until her death on December 16, 1983. Between October and December my companion lost 2 sisters. Her sister, Rena Hughes, which died October 26 and Della Case, which died November 4, 1983. Sister America leaves her husband, Mack Kidd, Jr., 1 daughter, Margrene Kidd Newsome, 1 son, Calip Lee Kidd, 3 sisters, Mrs. Mae Case, Mrs. Masil Collins, Miss Alpha Damron, 6 grandchildren and a host of friends and relatives to mourn her passing. Sister America joined the Little Dove Church of Jesus Christ of Regular Baptist on July 25, 1952, and was baptized by Elder J. P. Hall. She was a christian over 31 years. I, Mack Kidd, Jr., being the clerk of that church now for 18 years and knowing my companion's life, she was humble and obedient to christian virtues and would ask me to read the Bible to her so she could be more able to teach her children and the young women how to live a Christian life. She enjoyed going to church as long as she was able. She did not hesitate to call the attention of others when she thought they were doing wrong. She would talk about Job where he wrote man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble. Also 19 chapter and 25 verse, "For I know that my Redeemer liveth and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the Earth, and though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God, whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another." Sister America said, "I can say as the Apostle Paul said, I have finished my course, I have fought a good fight, I have kept the Faith. There is a crown of righteousness which the Lord, the righteous Judge, shall give me at that day, and not to me only, but to all them that love his appearing." If my companion could speak back to us, I know what she would say. She would say, "Children my worries are over and if you want to see your mother again you have to forsake all sin and repent and live for Jesus Christ and meet me in Heaven on that Ressurection Day." While my companion was in the hospital she was on a life support respirator with a tube in her throat so that made it impossible for her to talk, but we would ask her something and she would nod her head. She knew up until she was taken from us. Why I can say this is the day she died we went in and Calip said," Mama, we are all here," and she noded yes. Then I asked for a kiss and she kissed me so I know she knew us. When her friends and loved one would come to see her she would smile and reach her hand. This obituary is getting long but I haven't said half of the good things about my companion that could be said. This is from a song she always wanted to help me sing; Dear friends, farewell, I do you tell since you and I must part, I go away and here you stay but still we're joined in heart. Your love to me has been most free, your conversation sweet; how can I bear to journey where with you I cannot meet. Oh, how much we all did love her, and did all we could do, to try to keep her with us, for she we did not want to lose. But at the silent hour, 4:22 p.m., December 16, 1983, with hearts so full of pain I saw my dear love one leave us. While I was holding to her hand but with her we'll live again. God sent down a Holy Angel on wings to bear her across the river home, we stood by so helpless while she left us here alone. We followed her to the graveyard, with heads bent down so low, while in Heaven she's with Jesus walking on the streets of Gold.

Written by her broken-hearted husband and children, Mack Kidd, Jr., Calip Lee Kidd, and Margrene Newsome Kidd


By request of Clyde Little, son of Mae Little, I will write the obituary of Sister Mae Little the wife of the late Varn Little. Mae was born January 28, 1902 and departed this life on August 19, 1984. Sister Mae was married to Varn Little August 29, 1924 and to this union was born three children. One was still born, one son Clarence Little preceded her in death and one son Clyde Little survives.
Sister May joined the Enterprise Church the third Saturday of November 1947 and was baptized by Brother F. A. Hopkins and lived a faithful member until her death.
Sister Mae had eleven sisters and one brother. Two sisters and the only brother preceded her in death. Mae was the daughter of the late Duran and Frankie Anderson. She was a loving sister and a good neighbor. She was loved by her sisters and brothers in the old church, where she was a regular member until the last. We will all miss her very much at the church.

Written by,
Elder Perry Jones


With many precious memories I will try to write a short obituary of my mamaw and papaw Malhon and Mary Alice Hampton. Papaw was born August 22, 1890 and died August 6, 1977. Mamaw was born September 11, 1899 and died February 2, 1969. Papaw was the son of Caleb and Mary Alice Hampton. Mamaw was the daughter of Sylvester and Amy Elswick. Papaw and Mamaw was married on January 23, 1913. Unto this union were born thirteen children, 3 preceded them in death. The ones left to mourn their passing are 6 boys and 4 girls: Basil Hampton, Hassel Hampton, Russell Hampton, Elmer Hampton, Edgar Hampton, Lonnie Hampton, Stella Rowe, Lottie Tackett, Lettie Pugh and Hettie Kenny. Also 32 grandchildren and a host of great grandchildren. Papaw has one brother living Elmer Hampton. ,The both belonged to the Long Fork Regular Baptist Church. Papaw was baptized on February 26, 1950 and Mamaw was baptized on the fourth Saturday in June, 1950. They were baptized by Elder M. V. Burke and Jessie Hampton. They were faithful members to the Long Fork Old Regular Baptist Church until God called them home. I believe they are resting in a better home. They are gone but not forgotten.

Written by,
Their loving granddaughter,
Pam E Iswick


By the request of Didema Maynard, I will try to wrte an obituary of her beloved husband, James Maynard. He was born on September 22, 1901 and passed away December 3, 1983 making his stay on earth 82 years two months and eleven days.
He was the son of the late Albert and Sarah Maynard. He first married Trexie Scott on May 29, 1923, unto this union was born three children, one son and two daughters, his son and wife preceded him in death. He later married Didema Harris Chaney on March 9, 1979. James and Didema lived three years, nine months of happiness together. James was so good to her, he was so humble and good to everyone, and was always ready to help anyone any way he could.
He leaves to mourn his loss, two daughters, Gracie Fields, Maxie Conley, his wife Didema, eight step-children, Matilda Chaney, Belle Damron, Ima Elswick, Henry Chaney, Harvey Chaney, Clarence Chaney, Raymond Chaney and eight grandchildren.
James didn't belong to any church but he told his wife that he was alright and I believe he was a good man the three years I knew him. If his children and step-children ever want to see him again they will have to fall out with sin and make peace with their Lord. I feel our loss is Heaven's gain.

Written by,
A friend of Goldie Newsome and
His wife, Didema Maynard


With much loneliness and aching heart I'll try with my Lord to help steady my trembling hand to write the obituary of my dear Mother who departed this life, March 1, 1984. She was born May 28, 1895. God blessed us children to keep her 88 years, 9 months and 2 days. She was the daughter of the late Alfred Damron and Mary Kinney Damron.
She was first married the late Moody Elswick, they were blessed with two children Ada Trivette who survives and Lean Elswick, deceased. On September 29, 1921 she married Thomas Jefferson Harmon deceased this life August 6, 1972 and Verlin Jr. Harmon deceased March 30, 1931. The surviving children are: Alma E. Tackett, Mae H. Wright, Eula Wright, Ruby H. Wright and Clifford Harmon. She had five brothers, Belve Damron, Elisha Damron, Bona Damron, Wayne Damron and Fletcher Damron Three sisters: Essie Elswick, Janie Damron and Dollie Adams all deceased. Mother was blessed with twenty-four grandchildren and twenty-nine great grandchildren.
She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church August 1940, at Enterprise on Indian Creek where she was a faithful member 44 years.
Mother become a wheelchair patient the last few years of her life. She spent the last 6 months with her daughters Mae & Ruby Wright, I would often go in where she was sitting and she would be talking and no one would be in the room. She was talking to her Savior about her children, she wanted them to be ready to go home. She knew her time was nearing, the morning God called her when I went into her room she said honey the dawn is breaking. I feel with all my heart she saw her future home. When the death angel took her from us I feel God was waiting on the banks of Jordan to carry Mother across. Children Mother lift a bright light in the window for us to follow her home. If we want to live with Mother forever we must follow Jesus, obey his commandments all the way and be faithful until the end as Mother did.
Yes, I miss Mother the burden seems heavy to bear but when I remember how good God was to give me such a wonderful Mother for all those many years and made it possible that I can go be with her forever I can't help but shout and thank Him for saving such a little creature like me. Let me know the sweetness of His son Jesus that Mother knew. She would often tell me about him coming and staying with her when us children was smaller. She told me she had ate at the table with the diciples after she got disabled to go to church.
Clyde and I would go to church come back, stop and I would cook dinner and visit, sometimes Mother would say when we come in I know you all had a good meeting because I felt it, I had a good one at home.
I will close by saying if you want to see Mother again paick up the cross and follow Jesus so you won't have to cross Jordan alone.

Written by her daughter,
Mae H. Wright


It is with sad hearts, that we try to write this obituary of our loving mother, Della Case.
She was born May 17, 1905, making her stay here on earth 78 years, 6 months and 11 days. She was the daughter of the late Spurlock and Evaline Kidd Damron. Mom, was married to Jack Case, who preceded her in death. Unto this union was born 14 children. Eight of them precede her in death. Six of them is still living, 4 boys, Noah Case, of Esco, Freeman Case of Dorton, Earl and Albert Case of Caney Creek. Two daughters, Goldie Bentley of Caney Creek and Christine Belcher of Robinson Creek. She also leaves 29 grandchildren and 9 great grandchildren. She leaves 3 sisters, Masil Collins and Alpha Damron of Honaker, Kentucky and Stell Mae Case of Caney Creek. 3 sisters and 1 brother precede her in death.
Mom, belonged to the Caney Creek Old Regular Baptist Church. She loved her church and filled her seat as long as she was able. After she was bed fast, she always wanted her brothers and sisters to come out to her house and have church for her.
No one knows how Mom suffered unless they were around her. It hurt us children so bad when she was in pain and we couldn't do anything else for her. We tried everything we could and knew how to try to make the pain a little easier for her. The pain go so bad that she begged the Good Lord to take her on home. We believed Mom is resting with Jesus today. She won't have any more pain there. If there ever was a good woman on this earth, Mom was one of them. We loved our Mom so much. Home isn't the same since she has gone. Mom, begged us children to get right with the Lord, so we could meet her in Heaven. If she could speak back to us, she would tell us, she wouldn't want to come back to this troubled world. To you Bood Brothers and Sisters, she loved you all. We all miss her so much.

Written by all her children


It is with a feeling of sadness and loss that we write this obituary of a good neighbor and a humble Brother in the Lord, Grover Clinton McCown. He was born February 19, 1928 to the late Sam and Stella McCown, being one of 10 children. G. C. had six brothers, three preceeding him in death those remaining are: Earnest McCown of Caney Creek, Billy Allan McCown of Hellier, Kentucky, R. E. McCown of Powells Creek and Virgil McCown of Little Rock Arkansas. He had 2 sisters, one preceding him in death the remaining one is Ellene Hunt, Phyllis, Kentucky.
G. C. was married to Thelma Mercer July 31, 1948 and to this union was born 8 children. Two sons, Terry McCown of Caney Creek and Grover Clinton Jr. of the home. Six daughters, Ethel Mae Kiser, Caney Creek, Sharon Grace Chaffine, and Glema Louise Cox both of Florida, Melinda Blair and Melissa Ann McCown both of the home and Pamela Little of Virgie, Kentucky.
G. C. and Thelma were blessed to see and enjoy 9 grandchildren. G. C. was struck ill with cancer. He bore his sickness with patience and hope. He became concerned about his future home and gave his hand to become a member of the Caney Creek Old Regular Baptist Church. He was faithful to attend as long as his health permitted.
Sister Thelma said about an hour before his soul took its final flight, he began to smile so sweetly. We believe he saw that convoy of angels coming to take him home.
The Community and Church will feel the loss of a friend and brother. His companion and children will feel the loss and loneliness in their heart for many days. So as a church and community, lets pray that God will help them bear their burdens and lighten the load. Trust in the Lord and repent and you too can go to a better Home where we feel our brother is at rest.

Written by the family and a brother in Hope, Bro. Logan Kiser


With a sad heart, I will try to write a short obituary of mother, Lovina Newsome Hamilton was born March 1, 1898 and died May 2, 1984. God blessed her to live on darth 86 years, 2 months and 2 days. She was the daughter of the late William and Mae Tilda Newsome. She married the late Sol Hamilton in May of 1917. To this union was born ten children, four sons, John L. Hamilton, William Hamilton, Sam Hamilton all of Caney Creek and Jay Hamilton of Marshall, Michigan; six daughters, Mae Tackett, Opal Trout, Madeline Tackett all of Caney Creek and Beulah Quinn of Ashcamp. Two daughters precede her in death, Melvina Newsom and a baby Mae Tilda Hamilton. She has 23 grandchildren and 20 great grandchildren and two brothers Osper Newsome of Dayton, Ohio and Christopher Newsome of Caney Creek; one sister, Goldie Robinson of Caney Creek.
We feel our loss of mother is Heavens gain. Mother joined the Old
Regular Baptist Church about 15 years ago and was baptized by Elder Sollie Kiser and Elder Hatler Kiser.
She was always a good humble woman. I remember in my childhood she would get up during the night when the house would get cold and put cover over her children. She worried and prayed for her children; she worried so much about her sons when they were in the army.
Mother was sick so many years. She bore her sickness with patience. Her children were all good to her. We will miss her so much. We loved her so much.
Now let me say to the ones that haven't fell out with sin to repent and live for Jesus and meet mother in heaven some day and we will all live together forever and forever.

Written by her daughter and sister in hope
Mae Tackett


With much sadness in my heart, I will try to write an obituary of my dear mother to Witt Dulcina Little born in Pike County January 11, 1895, died August 5, 1984. The daughter of Magie and Neal Roberts. Her husband John precede her in death sixteen years ago.
She was a member of the Caney Creek Regular Baptist Church and was the oldest member. Survivors include five sons Newton, Omar, Henry, Wilburn, and Perry. Four daughters Doris Newsome, Edna Newsome, Josephine Compton, and Lucille Akers. A host of grandchidlren and great grandchildren, and great great grandchildren too numerous to count. One
brother Johnny Roberts one sister Lila Smorgus.
She was so good to us all the memory of her will linger in our hearts forever. We love her so much, and I want to say to Edna, Josephine, Lucille, Wilburn, Perry and Omar remember when there would come a storm mother would call us all to come in the house for shelter. There is coming a time when God will call and I pray there will be a shelter for you.

Written by her son
Elder Henry Little


I will try to write the obituary of our little girl, Jona Kay Kiser, better known to all who knew her as Sissy. Sissy was born May 3, 1968 to Blake and Margaret Kiser. Left to mourn her loss her parents, one brother, John Blake, her maternal grandparents John B. and Ella Compton. Her paternal grandparents were the late Sollie and Lizzie Jane Kiser. She leaves many aunts and uncles and cousins, she also leaves more friends than I can count.
Sissy attended school at Virgie and Dorton schools, where she was involved in many school activities. She was so full of life and happiness, and a willingness to help and be friends to everyone.
God blessed us to keep Sissy 15 years; years that were joyous and happy. She was, as all children are, a gift from God. I guess when God views his flower garden it is more beautiful with buds as well as flowers. We feel that Sissy is a beautiful bud in that bouquet.
Our goal is to meet Sissy someday. Our children are the most precious joys in this life and Sissy was like a ray of sunshine in our home. Somedays it feels like she should walk in the door with her beautiful expression looking for us and there are days that feels like Sissy has been gone for so long.
Sissy lived more life and touched more peoples' hearts in her short life than most people do who live to be old. The song "Precious Memories" has more meaning now than ever before, because now every memory of Sissy is more precious than ever. All we have left of Sissy is memories and I thank God for every memory we have. I pray that someday we canmeet Sissy on that beautiful shore and see that happy face once again.

Written by her broken hearted


With a sad and lonely heart, I will try to write an obituary of our loved one, Curtis Little. He was born April 12, 1909 in Pike County, Kentucky. He passed from this life July 23, 1984 making his stay on earth 75 years, 3 months and 11 days. He was the son of the late Marion Little and the late Minerva (Johnson) Little. He was married to Margarette Burke on March 17, 1932 they were married for over 52 years. To this union were born five children, three sons: James and Eugene Little both of Virgie, Royce Little of Ecorse, Michigan and two daughters: Joy Jones and Edna Johnson both of Virgie. Nine grandchildren: Ricky, Areta, Ronald, Sharon, Tony, Roberta, Randy, Michele and Angora. Two sisters: Pearl Hall and Allie Burke both of Virgie.
He leaves to mourn his loss his wife, children, grandchildren, two sisters and a host of friends and relatives. In September 1966, he joined the Old Regular Baptist Church and lived a good Christian life until God called him home. He had been ill for sometime, but his illness didn't keep him from going to church whenever he could.
We love and miss him very much.

Written by,
His broken hearted family


It is with much sadness that we attempt to write an obituary of our beloved mother and grandmother who has gone home to glory to be with Jesus.
Mother was born July 25, 1894, the daughter of W. D. Collier and Minerva Johnson Collier Little. She was married to John B. Johnson on September 12, 1914 and to this union was born nine children. Six girls and three boys. Five of whom precede her in death. Dad also precede her in death December 2, 1948.
She leaves to mourn her passing four daughters, Hazel Johnson and Lou Anderson of Southgate, Michigan; Jessie M. Johnson who resided with her, and Helen Sue Burke of Melvin Kentucky, one half sister Pearl Hall, of Virgie, Kentucky; and one stepsister Allie Burke of Pikeville, Kentucky. Also eight grandchildren and five great-grandchildren who loved her very much, and many other relatives and friends who will miss her very much.
She saw her need of the Saviour and in September 1948 she joined the Long Fork Church and was baptized by Elder Joe Jones. She lived a true Christian life thereafter. She loved to go to church and went as long as she was able to go, about the last five months of her life she was unable to go.
She would have us call the Elders to come and sing a song and hold prayer for her. Her favorite song was Amazing Grace.
She told us that she didn't want to be taken back to the hospital, and that she wanted her family to take care of her, at home. We did everything in our power to make her last days on earth as comfortable as we possibly could.
Mom was blessed to live 89 years, 11 months, and 27 days here on earth. On July 22, 1984 about 3:40 a.m. she fell peacefully asleep in the arms of Jesus. Our hopes now are of sharing that Eternal Home with her.

Sadly missed by her Family that loves and misses her very much.


Harvey Tackett was born on October 22, 1908, on the Long Fork of Shelby Creek in Pike County, Kentucky. He was the son of the late Willie and Mindy Tackett. He departed this life June 1, 1984 at the home that he loved so much at the age of 75 years, 7 months and 9 days.
He was married to Naomi Hudson, November 26, 1925. To this union was born 15 children. Six children precede him in death.
The first two sons to die was Eugene, which he always called "little Gene", and Martin Van Buren, whom he affectionately called "Brother Boy." Bro. Harvey was like the old servant Jacob when he thought his son Joseph was dead. Jacob said, "I'll go to my grave mourning the death of my son."
These precious little boys was on Bro. Harvey's mind in the last days and hours of his life. The Lord let him get a view of these little boys as death drew near. What a comfort this must have been to him! His other babies died as infants.
In addition to his wife, Naomi, he is survived by three sons: Emzy Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky, J.C. Tackett of Inkster, Michigan, Douglas Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky and 6 daughters: Lillie Hager of West Liberty, Kentucky, Ilma Miller of Xenia, Ohio, Betty Little of Inkster, Michigan, Flora Brickey of Xenia, Ohio, Jackie Johnson of Myra, Kentucky, and Wilma Hail of Virgie, Kentucky
He is also survived by 29 grandchildren and 17 great grandchildren whom he loved very much.
He is survived by two brothers: Estil Tackett of Ohio and Orlando Tackett of Michigan, and three sisters: Marie Carter of Pikeville, Kentucky, Lola Elswick of Michigan, and Bertha Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky. He is also survived by many nieces, nephews and other relatives and friends.
He had such a winning manner about him. Bro. Harvey joined the Long Fork Baptist Church the fourth Saturday in May, 1958, and after telling a wonderful experience of grace he was baptized by Elder Mark Burke and Elder Jonah Tackett. From that day forward to up build the Old Regular Baptist Church was uppermost in his mind.
On the fourth Saturday in December 1960 he was found qualified and worthy to be ordained as a deacon. He fulfilled his charge as a deacon faithfully, courageously, everly striving for a clean church and the Old time ways as it once was delivered to the saints.
He came in the aim to establish The Pilgrim Hope Church and devoted many, many hours of prayer and labor for its up build.
One of the great joys of his life was having his wife, 2 sons, 5 daughters and 4 son-in-laws to join with him in serving the Lord.
For the family that has not an experience of grace with the Lord, Daddy left very plain footprints on the sands of time and his life as a light to show you the way.
From the day, Bro. Harvey felt that the Lord came into his heart he never once looked back or longed for the things of the world but pressed forward in the service of the most high God, sometimes through tears, pain, labor and heavy burdens. He was everly pressing toward that great meeting with the Lord that he had last Friday morning at daybreak.
As death drew near last week and he was finishing up his earthly life, he seemed to try to tell Naomi and each child just once more that he loved them.
As he looked back over his life in those last hours the song Precious Memories seemed to sum it all up. He asked Bro. Junior Damron to sing it for him. Bro. Harvey said it sounded so pretty and good to him.
Children, you know how Daddy wanted all you children to be at home with him. Daddy said many times he was going home. Are you all going to strive to meet Daddy there?

Written by
Elder Dewey Roberts


It is with a feeling of sadness and great loss that we attempt to write an obituary of our precious mother, Mae Newsom. Mom was born on November 27, 1911, departed this life on August 27, 1984, making her stay on earth 72 years and 9 months. Mom was the daughter of the late Farrow and Betty Tackett Bryant. Mom married Estile Ted Newsom on January 28, 1933, unto this union was born seven (7) children, one preceded her in death, James Estile, died as an infant. Mom was preceded in death by her husband, Estile Ted, who died on May 7, 1982; two sisters, also preceded her in death, Martha Younce and Arizona Tackett.
Mom leaves to mourn her loss four (4) sons: Tivis, Bobby Gene, and Paul Dean, all of Little Robinson Creek, Kentucky, Clifford of Elkhorn City, Kentucky, two (2) daughters: Glenda Faye Akers, of Little Robinson Creek, Kentucky, and Mildred Anderson of Chloe Creek, Kentucky. Seven (7) grandchildren, two (2) step-grandchildren, and one (1) great grandchild; one (1) sister Liza Flanary of Beaver, Kentucky and a host of friends and relatives.
Mom spent her last days here on earth at the St. Joseph Hospital at Lexington, Kentucky, where she had a short battle with cancer. Mom went to church regularly, but was not actually baptized; but we truly believe, as does Bro. Dewey Roberts, that Mom had accepted the Lord as her Saviour. Mom had a conversation with Dewey Roberts on Friday, a week before her death; she told Dewey that her name was in the Lamb's Book of Life.
We truly believe that our beloved Mother has joined Dad in Heaven, where they will never be separated again. By the grace of God, we can one day be with Mom and Dad, not on earth but in Heaven. Our great loss is Heaven's great gain.

Written by broken hearted Son - Paul Dean and Wife - Kolene

Requested by
The Family


In loving memory and with sadness in my heart I will try to write an obituary of my dad Delmer E. Tackett, he was born on November 22, 1907, into the home of the late Dr. Willard Tackett and Virginia Elswick Tackett at Hartley, Pike County, Kentucky and deceased this life March 13, 1984 making his stay on earth 76 years, 3 months and 20 days.
He married Lesta Lora Tackett on July 11, 1929 and unto this union was born eight children, six boys and two girls, five sons, Ike, Mike, Eskel, Clomas and Reginal, one daughter Ethel preceeded him in death, also preceding him in death were three brothers, Kelly, Clarence, Ted and one sister Bessie and two half-brothers, Cleo and Ora.
He leaves his broken hearted wife Lesta Lora Tackett, one daughter Karen Tackett, one son and daughter-in-law Elster and Bessie Tackett all all of Virgie, Kentucky, three grandchildren, Verlene Compton of River Rouge, Michigan, Vermon Lacy Tackett and Robin Johnson both of Virgie, Kentucky, five great grandchildren, Shani and Ronald Compton, 11, Joey Layne Tackett, Jimmy and Rodney Johnson and two neices that he raised as his own daughters, Glenda Fay Hall of Lincoln Park, Michigan, and Cora Ellen Adkins of Taylor, Michigan, two brothers, Frank and Murphy Tackett both of Virgie, Kentucky, four sisters, Pearl Tackett of Vinton, Ohio, Zola Tackett of Rushtown, Ohio, Elsie Hall and Oba Riddle both of Virgie, Kentucky, two half-sisters, Nola Rea Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky, and Tudell Webb of Allen, Kentucky.
Dad was sick for a long time with black lung and heart trouble, he was so humble and bore his affliction with the patience of Old Job. He never complained and was so pleased with any little thing you would do for him. He loved mom and his children so very much.
Dad told Mom and I that he had to die because he had lived out his time. I asked him how did he know? "He said the Lord showed him, Mom asked him if he had a dream and he said no I had a vision," "I was going thru a dark canyon searching for the rock and the Lord showed me that I had found the rock and I was standing on it."
His grandson Lacy and his wife Edith was trying to get Dad to eat and he said that he didn't want that food because I will be filled soon with that spiritual food. Dad told me that he wanted to be baptized and so he joined The Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized by the Brethern that he requested and his membership is a the Old Long Fork Regular Baptist Church. We believe that dad is in Heaven walking on the streets of pure gold. As time goes by we miss him so much and we hope to meet him in heaven when this life of ours is over.

Written by his wife
Lesta, daughter Karen and son Elster


Lee Tackett was born near the end of the 19th century on March 7, 1893 on Mud Creek in Floyd County, Kentucky. He was the son of Bill and Rebecca Elswick Tackett. He died December 13, 1983 on Caney Creek, in Pike County, Kentucky. His earthly stay was 90 years, 9 months and 6 days. He was preceded in death by his seven sisters to wit: Betty, Martha, El, Tilda Jane, Julie, Dotty and Bell. He was also preceded in death by five brothers to wit: Lawrence, Jeroid, Lewis, Perry and Irvin. He is survived by one brother, Jim Tackett of Floyd County, Kentucky.
On May 2, 1911, he was married to Abbie Hall. To this union was born four daughters. They all died as infants. Abbie passed away August 1920.
On October 20, 1920 he was married to Lou Cole. To this union was one adopted daughter, Verda Tackett Fields, who survives. His second wife Lou, passed away January 8, 1967. On October 4, 1967 he was married to Mary Rogers Roberts. 
In addition to his wife, Mary and daughter Verda he is survived by 6 grandsons - Homer Lee, Perry, Ernest, Earl, Jink and Billy, 13 great grandchildren and 5 great great grandchildren. He is also survived by one step daughter, Fretia Roberts and nine step sons to wit: Frank Roberts, Bennie Roberts, Arnold Roberts, Willie Roberts, Reed Roberts, Arlin Roberts, Joseph Roberts, Dewey Roberts and Cecil Roberts.
He entered the armed services during World War I to help defend his country, the United States of America.
He joined the Regular Baptist Church the third Sunday in August 1923 at the Island Creek Church. He was baptized by Elder Frank Hopkins. He was ordained as a deacon in 1928. He was a deacon of the Robinson Creek Regular Baptist Church at his death. As a deacon he firmly believed in and supported the doctrine and practice of the Old Regular Baptist.
From the dawn of that August in 1923 when he professed his hope in Christ and for over 60 years until December 13, 1983 when life's lamp went out he never once looked back or longed for the things he had given up. Brother Lee moved forward with the faith of a martyr and the fortitude of a soldier. He perservided until he entered the haven of rest, won the crown for which he had labored, and met the God whom he adored.
Though he has passed over 90 milestones in the journey of life when he entered the undiscovered country from whose bounds no traveler returns, Brother Lee entered it fearlessly, knowing he had left all the thorns and tears behind.
When the death angel came for him he just went out to meet it. When the life boat departed loaded with the immortal soul of Brother Lee, it launched out upon the sea of glory. All was then peace and quiet. The soft blowing wind perfumed with the breath of flowers from the land of promise greeted the happy sailer. When the old ship of Zion anchored within the Port of Peace she landed another soul on the pearly shore of that beautiful vision of eternal repose.

Written at the request of Bro. Lee by Elder Dewey Roberts


It is with a grieving heart and much sadness and also with the help of the Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my beloved husband.
He was born on July 1st, 1902, departed from us on May 25th, 1984 at the St. Joseph Hospital in Lexington, Kentucky, following a short illness. He was born to the fate Squint and Frankie Jane Hall Waddles. He is survived by his wife Millie Hall Waddles, and two girls he reared, Doris Waddles of Kite, Kentucky, and Juanitia King also of Kite. He had three sisters, Clara Johnson, Nancy Caudill, and Lula Hall, all of whom precede him in death.
I feel that the way he conducted his life and his regular reading of the Bible, has lead me to believe that he is at rest. He came to visit me in the hospital the same day he became ill, he told me he had prayed three times for me and himself the night before. I feel that he is alright. I was shown in a dream, that he climbed a high ladder and when he got to the top, he looked down and smiled. The time and space wouldn't permit all the things I could say about him. I feel however, it's our loss and heavens gain.

Written by his wife,
Millie Waddles


It is with much sadness that we try to write the obituary of our dear little one, Guida Mae Kingrea.
Guida Mae was born January 1, 1967, in Pike County, Kentucky, to Ronnie and Bessie Kingrea. God blessed us to have her with us for 17 years and 4 months, but they were the sweetest and most loving years a family could ever wish for.
Left to mourn for her are her wonderful family, a very loving Dad and Mom, Ronnie and Bessie Kingrea; three very understanding brothers, David B., Kenny Ray, and Ronnie Allen; one sister-in-law, Judy E. (wife to David B.); a grandfather, Sid Tackett, of Beaver, Ohio; a multitude of Aunts, Uncles, and cousins, all of whom we are grateful.
Also left to mourn for Guida Mae are all of the wonderful friends and neighbors who came and spent time with her.
We express our deepest appreciation of the Little Creek Old Regular Baptist Church and its members for the support and concern they have bestowed upon us in this time of sorrow. With special thanks to the Meager Community Club and the women of the community for the many services they have rendered.
Although Guida Mae was with us only a short time, there will remain an emptiness in the hearts of all who knew her as they remember her from day to day because she was such a special person.
On the 24th day of May, the angels called for her much sooner than we planned, but now she lives with Jesus until we can be with her some sweet and joyous day.


With the help of God, I will write the obituary of my dear companion; to wit, Julia Burke Breeding. She was the daughter of the late K. D. Burke and Sophia Isaac Burke, born May 13, 1918 and deceased March 28, 1984.
Julia was married to Irvin Breeding on April 20, 1935. To this union was born eight children; seven sons and one daughter. Three sons died in infancy, leaving four sons and one daughter. She also raised one grandson as her own. The surviving children are Estes Breeding of Westwood, Kentucky; Wesley Breeding of Greenup, Kentucky; Donald Ray Breeding of Charlotte North Carolina; Carl Edward Breeding of Munich, Germany; Carolyn Jewell Pennington of Lima, Ohio and Kyle Chad Breeding at home.
Julia was the fourth of nine children born to Sophia and Dave Burke. Surviving is her mother, Sophia Burke now of Greenup and six brothers and sisters. They are: Dwella May Hall of Greenup, Kentucky; Liza Jane Johnson of Halo, Kentucky; Garfield Burke of Halo, Kentucky; Walter Burke of Halo, Kentucky; Russell Burke of Bevinsville, Kentucky; and Daniel Burke of Worthington, Kentucky. Two sisters died in early childhood; Annie Burke and Maggie D. Burke.
Julia was a wonderful woman. There are many things I could say about Julia, but most church people knew her. Julia was sick a lot in the late fourties and early fifties. I heard her tell Brother Lloyd Mullins how she prayed to God to let her live long enough to see her youngest son raised to an age where he would remember her. She said that now that her son is 34 years old she should be willing to go.
Julia gave her hand to Elder Ellis Hopkins to become a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church, April, 14, 1957, on the second Sunday. She was baptized on Apri120 by Elder Joe Burke and Elder Hobert Bates. Julia tried to tell her children of the danger of dying and going down to that place called Hell. Now that your mommy is gone, don't you all want to go to that city where the streets are pure gold and the walls are made of jasper and trouble can't come? Your mom tried her best to tell you all of the danger of dying and going down to tthat awful place where the worm dies not, and fire is not quenched. Children, don't you think you ought to be seeking God. He is one the forgiving hand. I want to say, be good to one another. I don't know how to close, so put your trust in God. He is great and greatly to be loved.

Her broken hearted husband,
Elder Irvin Breeding


Sister Nancy Thomas, the daughter of Jake Adams, was born in Whitesburg, Kentucky, August 10, 1901 and, after months of failing health, died December 30, 1979, leaving her good husband, Culbert Thomas, alone at home, who did not live long after her death.
Sister Nancy was married to Culbert Thomas April 5th, 1924. Unto this union was born six children: Mrs. Nina Mozingo, Mrs. Shelby Bockover; sons Richard Thomas, all of Greensburg, and Gerald Gay of Ocoee, Florida and Gobel of Lancester, California. Lawrence C. died in infancy.
Sister Nancy, later followed in death by her good husband, leaves to mourn their passing five children, fourteen grandchildren, one great-grandchild, two sisters, (we think at this time) and numerous friends among the church.
Sister Nancy joined the Thornton Old Regular Baptist Church in Letcher County, Kentucky. She and good husband moved to Greensburg and bought a farm.
Brother Silas Frazier heard about these good people and told my wife to write them of The Little Pilgrims' Home Church located temporarily on Road 46 near Harrison, Ohio as at that time there were no other Old Regular Baptist Churches in this country. Sister Thomas came to our church by application, and remained a good and loyal member of this church until God took her from the earth. The children's Home Cemetery is the resting place of Sister Thomas' body until the Glorious Resurrection, when we believe, by the witness of her life among us, that she will arise with the children of God to go home to be with our Saviour.
Sister Thomas and husband, at first, rode the bus to get to the church. We have been to church many times in her home because there were no other Old Regular Baptist but ours in Indiana at this time. I was in the establishment of most of the churches in Indiana, but not until the Little Memory was established and an arm given for the establishment of the Children's Home, in later years, was there churches in Indiana to visit. We, therefore, met in our homes. Sister Thomas and her wonderful husband always managed to be with us, both people of great faith, although he never joined the visable body of true believers.
I surely trust, this obituary, of this dear mother and sister in Christ, will cause the children to follow the footsteps of this good,faithful mother, and press into the Kingdom of Christ by true repentance, for "Except a man be regenerated and born again, he cannot see the Kingdom of God."

Written by,
Alonzo Allen


Sister Lila May Combs, the daughter of Elizabeth and Charles Cornett, was born February 22, 1919 in Letcher County, Kentucky and died at Christ Hospital in Cincinnati after suffering a stroke at her home at Rural Route, Batesville, Indiana.
Sister Combs was married to Clayton Combs October 13, 1934 at Hotspot, Kentucky. Her husband proceeded her in death. She leaves to mourn her loss 11 children: Glyndora Combs, Norma Jean Goodpaster, Billy Jack, Pauline Haney, Don Combs, Eunice Derringer, Charles, Larry, Darrell, Tommy, and Sharon Uribe. A son, Robert proceeded her in death. She left one sister, Elizabeth Well of North Vernon, Indiana, all her other brothers and sisters, three of each, proceeding her in death. She also leaves 29 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren, and so many friends, her church brothers and sisters, her vacant seat no one can fill; and a great loss to all of us.
We cannot put into words the terrible shock and grief to her lovely family. She was such a good mother and was always trying to get her children to seek the Lord, and come to church. She loved to have the preachers visit her home to talk to her children, and she was always so kind and good to them. She loved to attend church, and was a loyal and faithful member of the Little Pilgrim Home Church for up in twenty years.
I wish to advise her children to keep close contact with each other because your mother and Dad would want this. Also, your parents left you an example and they have taught you the way. If you want to find the way that they sought and found, "Repent and you must be regenerated and born again." This is a MUST! No other way to get into that Glory World without the operation of God's Spirit. Only God can make a creature all over new to love the things he hated and to hate the things he loved. If you climb up by man's way, it will lead you astray. So ask of God, and permit him to lead you to "the house of his master's brethren." Two daughters belonged to her church.

Humbly by request,
Alonzo Allen


With a broken heart and much sadness I will try to write an obituary of my beloved daughter, Jewel or Judy as she was better known.
She was born January 1, 1930 and died November 24, 1983. Judy was afflicted from birth, having been born with a heart condition and later diabetes, loss of hearing but she bore her sickness with patience and never complained and tho she seldom left the house she enjoyed her life and was so much joy and comfort to me. She was so fond of her neices and nephews and always remembered their birthdays. She was like her name a precious jewel to all of us.
Her father Eite Gibson, her brother Carl and a nephew Stephen Gregory, preceded her in death. She leaves behind to mourn her loss her mother Lula, four sisters, Phyllis, Mildred, Mary Lou and Nancy. Three brothers, Marvin, Richard and Ronnie.
Judy will always be in our hearts but we feel she fell asleep in the arms of Jesus and her suffering is over.

Written by her mother, Lula Gibson and sisters, Mildred & Phyllis


By request of his daughter, Effie, I will with the help of the good Lord, try to write an obituary of Brother Grover Moore, who was the son of Mart and Mandy Moore. Brother Grover was born September 20, 1901 and passed away on August 29, 1984. He was married to Elsie Slone who proceded him in death in December 1980. To this union was born two children who are left to mourn his loss, Effie Salem of Raven, Kentucky and Arnold Moore of Legrange, Ohio. Surviving are four sisters - Mrs. Rosie Horton of New Port News, Va., Mrs. Ethel Robinson of W. Va., Mrs. Margaret Sparton of Mousie, Kentucky, and Mrs. Millie Reynolds, of Marion Ohio, and two brothers - Troy Moore of Wayland, Kentucky and Tom Moore of Marion, Ohio. Eight grandchildren and two great-grandchildren will
greatly miss him.
Brother Grover joined the Old Regular Baptist Church 32 years ago and placed his membership at Caney Fork Church. Brother Grover would call me from the rest home at Prestonsburg to pick him up and bring him to church. He enjoyed going to church as long as he was able. I want to say to the family that I deeply feel in my heart, Brother Grover is at rest and if you want to see him again make ready while here on earth to meet him again. May God bless you all.

Written by a brother in hope,
Elder James Waddles


It is with much sadness, I will write the obituary of Uncle Virgil, whom we all loved and will miss so much.
His most sincere thought was to always be ready when the Lord calls us home.
Virgil Smith, age 74 of Allen, Kentucky, passed away Sunday, December 11, 1983 at Highlands Regional Medical Center, Prestonsburg, Kentucky following a heart condition. He was born January 19, 1909 in Knott County, Kentucky, a son of the late Alex and Tryphena Pratt Smith. He was a self employed farmer and merchant.
He is survived by his wife, Rena Slone Smith, six sons, Donald Alex Smith, St. Mary's, Ohio, Dareld Smith, Findlay, Ohio, Douglas Smith and Dingus Smith, both of Allen, Kentucky, David Smith, Langley, Kentucky, Daniel Smith, Belleville, Michigan, one daughter, Delores Deane Conn, Martin, Kentucky, two brothers, Denver Smith, Pippa Passes, Kentucky, Morg Smith, Larkslane, Kentucky, three sisters, Beatrice Stamper, Hindman, Kentucky, Ida Triplett, Sweet Home, Oregon, Lilla Mae Stewart, Powell, Tennessee, 17 grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.


The family that love and honor Clawson so much will try to write his obituary with love in our hearts and all the good and sweet memories he left with us.
There is no way to put in words the hurt, pain, and loss we feel. There is no way to write or tell all the hopes and dreams we had for our children, of the sweet and beautiful things he did for his wife, children, and motherin-law, Nell.
It is impossible to think of Clawson being gone from us. At first the shock was to much to bear. But thank God he lives in our hearts, our home, and souls and in every thought and things we do.
But most of all, he lives in the loving arms of God, just resting for awhile.
Clawson Smith was the oldest son of Chester and Opal Church Smith. He was born March 21, 1930 and left us December 4, 1983.
His memory is shared by many in different counties for his building, and all the help and advice he gave to others. Most of all he is missed by his wife, Betty Flo DeVore Smith, daughter Elizabeth Nell and husband Rick, his three sons, Hanson Ira and wife Maxine, James Clawson and wife Jerri, Mathew Edward, who is still at home, his mother-in-law, Nell Thacker DeVore, whom he always called Granny, a beautiful granddaughter, Rebecca Kristen Smith, three stepsons, Ricky Dean, Jim and Jessie.
His mother, Opal Church Smith, six brothers and five sisters.
Clawson worked till the day he left us to help his children and give them the help and love and better chance in life. To teach his children to help each other and to love each other. This has been the only way we have been able to bear the pain and hurt is by loving and helping each other.
He gave his children the courage, strength and morals to live by. To trust in God in all things. We will love him always. Clawson was the happiest at home, in his garden, and taking care of his trees, with his family helping him. We find great peace in knowing his love is still with us in our hearts, home and memories.
We do not question God's will, God knows best in all things. We ask his strength and help in bearing the cross of our loss.
We thank God for the love of Clawson, the husband, the father, the grandfather, and the man he was.

The Clawson Smith Family
Betty Flo, Elizabeth Nell, Rick and Ricky Dean, Hanson Ira and Maxine, James Clawson and Jerri, Rebecca Kristen, Jim and Jessie, Mathew Edward and Granny


It is with a broken heart I will try to write an obituary of my beloved brother, Marvin Earnest Hunter. Marvin was born 1940 to Craig and Mary Jane Hunter; Craig passed away in 1969 leaving his mother, Mary to mourn his loss. Marvin met and married Rosetta May Hamilton in 1960. They were blessed with one son, Marvin Jr., and five daughters, Sherry Lynn Palmer, Angie Hunter, Donna Sue Hunter, Jennifer, Myrtie Ann Hunter. Marvin loved his children very much and worked hard for them. He was a meat cutter at Krogers Meat Plant in Columbus, Ohio for about 16 years. Marvin belonged to the Little Ruth Church. He loved the church with all his heart. He wanted peace with all his brothers and sisters and wanted the church to prosper in love and peace. Marvin worked up until the day before he went into the hospital. He got very sick and thought he had the flu. He went to the hospital the next day and they told him he had less than three months to live; that was an awful time for all of us to accept. Marvin said he saw Jesus and John the Baptist they came into his room walking so softly. He was not afraid so he told mother not to worry, let Gods will be done. We stood by him in sorrow all week before he died. He talked to us up to an hour before he died. He looked up at Pearl and asked her to go with him. She said yes Marvin. He said I see a bunch of old time Brothers coming and Almighty God and Myrtie, then closed his eyes and went to rest. So children and Zete if you ever want to see Marvin again you must prepare yourself and get ready to go. Heaven is real and is worth everything to your soul. The last time I looked at Marvin at the church house, I said Brother I'll see you again. I feel that some sweet day it will be all over and Jesus will welcome His people home, no more cancer, no more troubles there will be peace, joy and love. May God hardest thing that I have ever tried to do. I loved him so much, but God loved him more. I want the kids and Marvin's wife to remember the many prayers he prayed for them and what he saw on his dying bed.
He said I see Old Time Brothers and children. It is the old time way. There is nothing new or modern going to Heaven. Let be clean and common and join together and remember The Old Regular Baptist. It is a great light and comfort to me. With great love for all of you.

Written by
Sister, Sue Kidd
Brother Freddy Kidd


It is with a very sad heart that I'll try to write an obituary of my sweet sister, Myrtie Hall Galliheir. Myrtie was born in 1920 to Craig and Mary Jane Hunter.
Myrtie met and married Azzie Hall. They were blessed with one daughter, Shirley Ann Leisure of Columbus, Ohio and five sons: Elmer Hall of Ohio, Stevie Hall of New London, Ohio, Gary Hall of Sunbury, Ohio, Lowell Gene Hall of Sunbury, Ohio. Edgel Hall and Myrtie's husband, Azzie Hall were killed in an awful train wreck in 1958 in New London, Ohio.
Later in life Myrtie met Harlow Galliheir and then married. They had one son, Billy Galliheir.
Myrtie belonged to the church of Old Regular Baptist for around thrity years and lived a good faithful life. She was one of the humblest people you will ever meet. She loved her children and always wanted the best for them.
Myrtie had that awful disease, cancer. She lived about three months after they found it. Myrtie told all of us not to worry about her, because she knew she could not live always and she was ready to go. She said she was going to be happy for what time she had left and she laughted and talked as much as she could.
Two nights before she died she said she was going to ride the Glory Bound Train. My sister ask her who told her she could go, she said my Lord told me so, she said yes I want to go. I feel Myrtie got on board and Jesus took her to rest. I know she would want me to tell her children to remember what she told you and pray to God for forgiveness and He will hear you. Someday you too can get on board that Glory Bound Train and see mother again.
It is very hard for all of us to accept. We have lost a very sweeet sister and mother. But God knows best, so prepare to meet her again children and her sweet grandchildren, she loved them so much and wanted the best for them. So be good to one another and serve the Lord. He is worth it all in the end. It would be very hard to come down to your dying bed and not be ready to meet Jesus, so children think and pray, God bless you all.

Written by,
Myrtie's sister, Sue Kidd


With the help of the Lord I will write the obituary of my son, Willie Ousley. He was born December 22, 1941 and passed away on October 22, 1983, making his stay 41 years here on this earth. Willie made peace with the Lord about two weeks before he died with cancer.
Willie was the son of Thelma Hale Ousley and the late Dockie Ousley, of the Middle Creek Road. He was a member of the Army Reserve and at the time of his death he was employed by the Blackhawk Mining Company as a Tipple Operator.
In addition to his mother he leaves his wife, Delores Hunter Ousley, a daughter, Karen and a son, Michael, both at home. He also leaves seven brothers and sisters: Mrs. Jean Carr, Cincinnati, Ohio; Paul Ousley, Morehead, Kentucky; Ed Ousley, Prestonsburg, Kentucky; Lillie Deturk, Peru, Indiana; Mrs Cassie Shephard, Langley, Kentucky; Mrs. Ruth Harmon Warsaw, Indiana and Curtis Ousley, Tucson, Arizona and a host of friends to mourn his loss. I miss him very much.

Written by, His mother, Thelma Ousley


Ella Tussey was born January 22, 1893. She died April 12, 1984, making her stay on earth 91 years, 2 months and 20 days.
She was the daughter of Wills Prater and Margaret Bradly Prater. She was united in marriage on February 13, 1910 to Tom Tussey. He died on February 7, 1954.
Unto this union was born 5 children Gordon Tussey, David, Kentucky; Flossie Frasure, Martin, Kentucky; Lou Jean Tussey, Martin, Kentucky; Grover Tussey and Harry Tussey both deceased. She had 9 grandchildren, 13 great grandchildren and 2 great great-grandchildren.
She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, November 1924. She was known to all her family as loving and devoted wife, mother and grandmother To all her friends she was known as a loving and caring friend.
She departed this life leaving behind a host of friends and relatives. We are sure our loss is Heaven's gain.

Greatly loved and sadly missed, Her children and grandchildren


He was born October 1, 1921. The son of Brother Robert and Sister Jane Perry who precede him in death.
He was called to defend his country during World War I I from December 20, 1940 until September 12, 1945. During his time in the Army he was decorated for bravery many times which was considered above and beyond the call of duty.
To express respect and gratitude for his unselfish dedication he was rewarded with the Asiatis Pacific Theater Ribbon. American Defense Medal. Good Conduct Medal. The Philipiane Liberation Ribbon. And also 7 bronze stars which was for gallentry during the time of war.
He told me of the time he was shot down and was afloat in the ocean for many hours before he was rescued. Surley God had mercy.
He was married December 16, 1950 to Verna Sexton to this union was born six children. Clerance and Roy who precede him in death. Leaving to mourn his loss, Billy Ray Perry, Bonnie Perry, Dale Thomas, Judy Thomas and wife, Verna. Also one brother, Carlos Perry and two sisters, Haley Sexton and Edna Martin. He also leaves five grandchildren.
Brother Willie joined and was baptized in the Rebecca Old Regular Baptist Church. We carried him to the water in a chair and baptized him and he served faithfully until his illness made going impossible.
I believe his life has been a witness and a beautiful light to his family and friends alike. I pray each and everyone will take heed, repent before it's everlasting too late.

Brother in the Lord,
Elder Charles King


By request of the family and the help of the Lord, I will attempt in my weakness to write an obituary of Sister Ima Lee Hall.
Sister I ma Lee was born May 10, 1926, being 57 years, 11 months and 18 days of age at the time of her passing away on April 28, 1984. She was a daughter of the late Cleophus and Maggie Patrick Wicker, and was reared in the Lower Jones' Fork area of Knott County, Kentucky.
She is survived` by her husband, Merdie Hall of Puncheon, Kentucky; four sons: Wade, Tommy Wayne, Lowie and Michael Paul, all of Puncheon, Kentucky; two daughters: Janet Sturgill of Puncheon, Kentucky and Bonnie Lou Slone of Raven, Kentucky; one step-son: Hubert Hall of Connersville, Indiana; one step daughter: Trula Crawley of Wisconsin; six brothers: Dan Wicker of Larkslane, Kentucky, Virgil Wicker of Dama, Kentucky, Joe Wendell Wicker of Mousie, Kentucky, Ed Wicker, Bobby Wicker and Rondall Wicker all of Connersville, Indiana; four sisters: Gladys Hurt of Urbana, Indiana, Marie Davis of Connersville, Indiana, Opal Moore of Brazil, Indiana and Hazel Hicks of Lima, Ohio. Also surviving are eight grandchildren, two step grandchildren, and many friends to mourn her passing.
Early in life she met Brother Merdie Hall, and on August 13, 1949, they were married in Prestonsburg, Kentucky. Together they had many happy days. Although they worked very hard rearing their children, the time came when she started thing of the day that she would leave this world and face eternity before the Great Judge of all the earth. She realized a need for a Saviour and the only way she could find a Saviour was by looking to Jesus. Jesus said that He was the Savoiur of the world and a special Saviour to the believer. No doubt in my mind while Brother Merdie and the children were sleeping or out of the house, she would be praying to the Great God of Heaven to remove the burden of sin she was carrying.
I believe that when she became willing to give up her life that Jesus came to her rescue, and saved her soul and made it alive, and alive forever. On July 31, 1977, Sister Ima Lee and Brother Merdie joined the Old Regular Baptist and on August 13, 1977, (their 28th wedding anniversary), she and her husband were baptized into the fellowship of the Rebecca Church, at Kite, Kentucky, where she remained a faithful member until her passing.
Now the soul has moved out of her body and to a place called Paradise, resting until the morning when Jesus will leave Heaven with a shout and the voice of the arch angel and the trump of God and Jesus will call her name. She will answer that call and meet the Lord in the air and then forever be with the Lord.
On the day she was laid to rest, we returened home with our Daddy, and shortly thereafter we saw a rainbow colored light, which glowed briefly as bright as the sun, in the skies, which then slowly moved toward the east and out of our view, which leads us to believe that Mommy is at rest under the alter of God, awaiting the resurrection.
In closing, let me say that Mommy can't come back to us as she was, but by the grace of God, we can go where she is, by falling out with sin and calling on the same Saviour that Mommy called on. May God bless you all.
Among Mommy's papers we found after her death, the following:

Written by,
Elder Ellis Holbrook
(Assisted by Brother Merdie and Children)


It is with great sadness that I try to write an obituary of my dear father, Johnnie H. Hall. Dad was the son of the late Thomas Hall and Martha Fouts Hall. Dad was born November 3, 1898 and died October 27, 1983. Making his stay here on earth 84 years, 11 months and 24 days.
Early in his life dad met and married our mother, Mattie E. Craft, and unto this union was born 8 children. Two infants sons and Mom preceded dad in death. Leaving 6 children, 17 grandchildren, 16 great grandchildren and 1 step grandchild, and a host of friends and neighbors to mourn his loss. His children are Inez Criteser, Wakeman, Ohio, Phinehas Hall, Lexington, Kentucky, Carl D. Hall, Jacksonville, Flordia. Lola Mullins, Archie Hall and Gladys Hall of Kite, Kentucky.
Dad was so lonely after Mom died. I think he was just counting the days until he could go to be with her.
Dad was a God fearing man. He loved to go to church, and did as long as he was able. He seemed to get so much joy from the good singing and preaching.
Dad worked hard all his life. He wanted a better life for his children.. He worked for Inland Steel Coal Co. for many years. Dad was sick for many years, but he never complained. He always said it was God's will.
Dad loved his children, granchildren and great grandchildren so much. He loved to have them come visit him. He would say to them, I'm not able to come to see you, but you can come see me.
Then on October 12, Dad struck very ill. We took him to the hospital. He was never well enough to come home. One evening Dad was so bad, he wanted Ellis Holbrook and Abel Johnson to come to see him. Dad told them that he was ready to go and live with Jesus. We children knew our daddy was all right with the Lord.
It made us so happy when he told the preachers that there was nothing between him and his Lord, and that he was going to live with Jesus.
On October 27, 1983, the death angel came and took our Daddy home to live with Jesus, where all is peace and love.
So children if we want to see Mom and Dad again we have to make ourselves ready to go meet them in that glorious land where there is no sickness or pain, just peace and love.

Written by,
His broken hearted daughter,
Inez Criteser


On October 21, 1909 a son was born in the house of Dennis and Caldonia Tackett Little. The child was named Elbert J. Little.
Elbert was one of many children of Dennis and Dona. All are deceased but two brothers Malcolm Little of Price, Kentucky and Thomas Little of Lebanon, Ohio. Elbert leaves five sisters, Lora Layne, Dema, Kentucky, Adath Morris, Hippo, Kentucky, Jeannette Mullins, Southpoint, Ohio, Mamia Sturgill, Wayland, Kentucky, and Gracie Johnson, Paintsville, Ky.
Brother Elbert is also survived by his wife, Maewood Meade Little, and four children by an earlier marriage, one son Lavonis Little of Trenton, Ohio, and three daughters - Madge Edgely, Florence, Kentucky, Georgene Turner, Hamilton, Ohio and Glenda Fields, Frankfort, Kentucky. Also surviving are 3 stepsons - Fred Baker, Louisville, Kentucky, Wayne Baker, Valley Station, Kentucky, and Roger Baker, Ermine, Kentucky. One stepdaughter survives, Rose Bentley, Millstone, Kentucky.
Brother Elbert will also be missed by many friends and neighbors and his brothers and sisters in the church. We believe our loss here on earth is heavens gain.
Brother Elbert saw his lost condition and the need of a Saviour more than thirty years ago. In the year 1954, after many tearful prayers he told the church he felt the Lord had saved his soul and he wanted a home in the Old Regular Baptist Church. The brethren gladly received him and he lived a faithful servant until the Lord called him home.
A few years after Brother Elbert joined the church he felt another calling and began to preach. In 1962 he was ordained to the ministry. Early in Brother Elberts ministry he had a strong voice to sing and to declare the goodness of Jesus to a people that stood in need of a saviour.
Time and disease took Brother Elbert's health and he suffered much the last few years but in all his afflictions Brother Elbert never lost sight of heaven and that beautiful home the Lord had prepared for him.
On Sunday, August 5th, 1984, I feel the Lord saw Brother Elberts suffering was more than he could bear and God sent a band of angels to receive his soul into a place of rest.
We lay the body to mold back to the dust from whence it came, but God has a day set in which he will call to the sleeping dust and both soul and body will go home to ever be with the Lord. Thanks be to God who giveth us the victory.
Sleep on Brother Elbert till we meet again on that great and noble resurrection day.
To you who loved Brother Elbert, I will say no more can you bring him back to be with you, but by the grace of God, you can go to where he is.

Written by his wife & family and
Elder Vernon Rose


On August 23, 1927 in the home of Dennis and Dona Little a son was born. This son was named Bernard Little.
Bernard was the tenth of thirteen children the Lord blessed Dennis and Dona to love and to cherish. One boy and 2 girls along with Dennis and Dona preceded Bernard in death. Three boys and 5 girls remain in this world of trouble to mourn for Bernard. They are Lora Layne, Dema, Kentucky, Gracie Johnson, Paintsville, Kentucky, Adith Morris, Hippo, Kentucky, Elbert Little, Wayland, Kentucky, Mamie Sturgill, Wayland, Kentucky, Malcolm Little, Price, Kentucky, Jeanette Mullins, South Point, Ohio, Thomas Crit Little, Lebanon, Ohio. Bernard also leaves to mourn 2 step children, Leah & Ricky of McDowell, Kentucky.
Early in life Bernard met and married Hazel Newman. They were not blessed to have children, but they opened their hearts and their home to a child, Johnny, whom they raised and loved as their own flesh and blood. Hazel was called away by death in the year of 1978.
A few years later Bernard met and fell in love with Doris Tackett. They were married in October, 1981.
The Good Lord blessed this couple to bring forth a little daughter into. this world, Rachel Suzanne. Bernard loved his family as only a husband and a father could love. You could see love in his face as he would speak of this little child. I will say to Doris, you are left to raise this little daughter without the aid of your husband. I wish to God you would take Jesus in your heart, he can help you through life's rough journey.
As one who loved Bernard very much I can tell the world Bernard loved the Baptist church and God's people. I TRULY believe he had a good heart and a tender heart. I have seen him shed tears as he would sit under the influence of the Spirit as the Gospel was being preached.
One of Bernard's sister's told me one of the nurse's said she heard Bernard praying to the God in Heaven as he lay on his bed of affliction.
I thank God Bernard was in his right mind right up to the end. And to you who loved him, although you couldn't be by his side, the Lord was there ready to receive him when he gave his whole heart to the Lord God. I hope and pray his soul is at rest today.
I will close this obituary by saying sleep on Bernard till that great day when the Lord will raise the sleeping dust with a shout and the trump of God.

Written by the family and one who loved Bernard,
Elder 0. Vernon Rose


With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write an obituary of my good friend and sister, Katie McKnight.
Sister Katie was born December 22, 1922 and departed this life on December 31, 1983, making her stay on earth 61 years and 9 days. She was born in Waynesburg, Kentucky, the daughter of the late Melvin and Sarah Muncie Caldwell. Her brothers and sisters also precede her in death.
On May 11, 1944, she was united in marriage to Arnold McKnight. They were blessed with almost 40 wonderful years together. Although they didn't have any children of their own, she loved and mothered all she came in contact with. Her special daughter was Monica Atwood, which she has often told us Was the daughter she never had. Katie is survived by her husband, Arnold of Pippa Passes, Kentucky, her foster daughter, Monica Atwood of Elizabeth, Indiana, a host of nieces and nephews and many, many friends. 11
In the year 1969 Sister Katie saw the need for a Saviour and after feeling she had repented and was a child of God, she attached herself to the Old Regular Baptist Church. In the year 1975, she came by letter to the Hollybush Church and served the Lord and Church faithfully and helped her husband in his duties in the leading of the church as our beloved Moderator, until the Lord called her home. I'm sure she will be missed by the church and the whole neighborhood for she was a good christian, a good neighbor and a mother to everyone.
Sister Katie and her good companion has traveled many, many miles to serve the Lord and to help people in need. They have gone out of their way to get people who couldn't drive or had no way to get to church. Sister Katie was gone a lot of times from her home, taking people to the doctor and visiting the sick. They not only helped the churches of the New Salem Association but were helping churches in other Associations. I'll say again that she will be missed greatly by all that knew her. But she will be missed the most by her dear companion who walked by her side all these years and stayed by her side in the hospital until she was called Home.
I'll say to the Hollybush Church that we have lost a good member and a faithful worker in the upbuild of the Church. So let's all get behind Brother Arnold and help him in this time of sorrow. We're all his family and he has a place in any of our homes. Although Brother Arnold has a lonesome life ahead of him here on Earth, think what joyful reunion he has to look forward to, when he and Sister Katie can walk down streets of gold together and sing praises to the Lord forevermore.

Written by her good friend & brother in the Lord,
C. B. Smith


Edd Ellis Lambert was born November 2, 1898 and departed this life September 21, 1982. January 5, 1921 was married to Mary Elizabeth Elliott. To this union was born 10 children, 7 boys and 3 girls. With 3 sons departing this life before him.
James of Thompson, Ohio, Claude of Columbus, Ohio, Donald of Minford, Ohio, Walden of Colorado Spring, Colorado. Daughters, Hazel Brafford, New Boston, Ohio, Opal Stickney, Minford, Ohio, Kansas Gilliam, Lincoln Park, Michigan, and one sister Rilda Mosley of Minnie, Kentucky. And 32 grandchildren, 21 great grandchildren.
Edd joined the Old Regular Baptist Church. He lived 47 years a faithful life till the end. He was afflicted with a stroke 7 years before his death. He was unable to go to church so he loved for the ministers to come and sing and pray with him. He leaves his wife and 7 children to mourn his loss. They waited on him to the end, till God called him to his everlasting home. At the resurrection he will put on a new body and won't be afflicted. He is gone but not forgotten.

Written by his wife and granddaughter,


With a broken heart I will attempt to write an obituary of my dear dad, Steve Hamilton. He was born on January 14, 1897 and passed away on January 21, 1984. Making his stay on earth 87 years and 7 days.
He was the son of the late Nelve and Rennie Holt Hamilton. He had six brothers and three sisters. He had three half-sisters, and two half-brothers. Those preceding him in death are Charlie Hamilton, Burt Hamilton, William Hamilton, Sidney Hamilton, Henry Hamilton, Tilda Ray, Vinnie Damron, Fannie Holt, Darcus Parsons.
Those surviving him are Betty Hall, Pikeville, Kentucky, Allard Hamilton Stanville, Kentucky, Duran Hamilton, Virgie, Kentucky, Andy Hamilton, Teaberry, Kentucky and Rosa Belcher, Teaberry, Kentucky.
He was married to Rose Anna Hamilton on November 8, 1917. They were married for 66 years and to this union was born eleven children. Five of the children preceding him in death. They are as follows: Lexie and Jacqulyn who both died in infancy. Orpha Hamilton, Mildred Weaver, Edna McCauley all of whom died in their latter years. Those surviving him are Pearlie Hamilton, Betsy Layne, Kentucky, Eyviand Hamilton, Teaberry, Kentucky, Clearance Hamilton, Betsy Layne, Kentucky, Geneva Flora, Albion, Michigan, Roxie Novak, Baltimore, Maryland, and Nannie Belle Eller, West Grove, Pennsylvania.
He joined the church at the Little Dove Church on Little Mud in 1955 and moved his membership to the Little Rachel Church the last few years of his lefe.
Cancer took him, but a child never forgets their daddy. When waking hours are upon me he is still in my thoughts and in my heart. His wife Rose Anna joined the Old Regular Baptist Church one year before he did in the year of 1954, and one of his daughters, Pearlie Hamilton is a member of the Little Sarah Church in Pike County.
He leaves behind 44 grandchildren and 66 great grandchildren and one great-great grandchild. We cannot change the course of destiny, for death was poppy's destiny. He sleeps on Davidson Memorial awaiting to be reunited with his soul. (Rest on Poppy) time won't be long before Christ will return again and take his children home to be forever with the Father.
I want to say to all Poppy's children and to all his grandchildren who have not made peace with the Good Lord. Fall out with sin and meet Poppy in heaven. He told me he dreamed about going to a big green meadow on a hill and there he saw two little white lambs. He said one of the little lambs was Mildred. He said to me, Pearlie I believe you will meet me in heaven. When he got so bad off we had to turn him in a sheet, and he turned his head over to me and said you look so pretty and that he loved me. I told him that I loved him too. He told Mommy that he hated to leave her, but that he had to go on. Oh how wonderful it will be to meet in that Bright City where we will never cry or have heart aches any more, or sickness any more.

Written by your broken hearted daughter, Pearlie Hamilton (Sister in hope, Betsy Layne, Ky.)


With the help of the good Lord we will try and write the obituary of Sister Thelma Sturgill.
She was born May 10, 1908 at Topmost, Knott County, Kentucky. She was the daughter of Manuel and Mary Alice Caudill. She departed this life on July 30, 1984. Making her stay on earth 76 years, 2 months and 20 days. She married Irvin Sturgill, August 17, 1927. Unto this union was born 9 children, 7 girls and 2 boys, Doris Elrod, deceased, Lois Boston, Cleveland, Ohio, Irvin Jr., Versailles, Ind., Iris Walston, Aurora, Ind., Larry, Versailles, Ind., Joyce Lloyd, Greenville, Ohio. Shirley Ann Baugh, Charleston, S. C., Judy Roark, Versailles , Ind., Barbara Myers, Versailles, Ind. Doris the oldest daughter and her husband precede her in death. Leaving to mourn her loss are 8 children, 27 grandchildren, 14 great grandchildren, 2 sisters - Belva Mosley of Sandston, Va. and Florence Cook of Clarksville, Ohio and a host of relatives, Brothers and Sisters of the church who knew her.
Some several years ago Sister Thelma felt the Lord forgave her of all her sins. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized. Her membership was at the Little Pilgrim Home Church at Milan, Ind. She was always faithful to fill her seat. She loved to talk about the goodness of God. We are going to miss Sister Thelma. She loved to come visit us and go to church with us. I want to say to the children and grandchildren, Mama-grandma left you a good life to follow. And if you ever want to see her again you will have to travel the same road she traveled for many long years.

Written by her sister and Bro. in hope,
Luther & Florence Cook


It is with great sorrow and a broken heart I will, by the grace of God, try to write this obituary of my dear beloved husband, Bordy W. Dobbs.
He was born January 13, 1907 to Ivanhoe and Florence (Tyree) Dobbs of Iron Gate, Virginia. Deceased this life with a heart attack July 30, 1982 making his stay on earth 75 years 6 months and 17 days.
He leaves to mourn his loss, his wife, Gladys, one son Gary Lee, five brothers, James, Sheron, Emmett, Harry and Byrd all of Clifton Forge, Virginia, except Harry is in Baltimore, Maryland.
His father, mother and only sister precede him in death. He was first married to Clelia Whilhelm of Clifton Forge, Virginia. After six wonderful years of Happiness, she departed this life.
Then in 1943 he met his present wife, Gladys (Akers) Dobbs and the 28th of June 1943 we were united in marriage.
We had thirty-nine years of blissful happiness. I loved him so much, and I know he loved me, because he so often told me so. He loved his home and family so much. He loved all of my family and couldn't do enough for them seemed like. Oh my darling, how I miss you, but 1 feel you are in a better world now, resting in the arms of Jesus.
He joined The Old Regular Baptist Church at Sligo, Ohio, June 27th, 1980 and was baptized the fourth Saturday of July the following month.
He loved the church, his brothers and sisters in the church so much.
He loved to go tho church, and it seemed like he couldn't wait from one weekend until the next to go to church again.
He loved everyone, and had a host of friends every where he went. So sleep on my darling, I hope I will meet you one sweet day in the arms of Jesus where we will never part again.

Written by his broken hearted wife, G ladys


It is with much sadness I will try to write the obituary of Rutha Osborne.
She was born May 21, 1929. Deceased July 20, 1984. She was the daughter of Jim Tackett and Lillie Mae Newsome Tackett.
She was married to Elzie Osborne in May 10, 1947, who died on January 17, 1981. There was no children born to this union. Her mother died June 3, 1962.
Left to mourn her loss is her father, Jim Tackett, Kings Mountain, Kentucky; one sister, Marie Holt, Lockborne, Ohio and seven brothers, Emmitt Tackett, Kings Mountain, Kentucky, Lee Tackett, Schlorlet, North Carolina, John F. Tackett, Columbus, Ohio, Jim Tackett, Jr., Liberty, Kentucky, Charles Tackett, Crab Orchard, Kentucky, Shirley Grant Tackett, Waynesburg, Kentucky, Harold Tackett, Reynoldsburg, Ohio.
She also had 2 brothers and sisters who preceded her in death.
Her short life here was 55 years 1 month 29 days. She was a member of Samaria Church of Old Regular Baptist for 20 years. Her husband was a deacon. She served the church up until her death. The last year of her life she taught some young sisters how to bake bread for the communion. They were borrowed to help the Mt. Judia Church in Ohio, and was faithful as long as she was able.
Just before she died she told me and my wife, that she saw a beautiful city and flowers, and started praising God, and called her husbands name, saying I'm coming home to be separated no more. Her last words were come get me sweet Jesus.

Written by
Elder Grant Tackett
Brother in Spirit and Flesh


Written with the help of the Lord our God in rememberance of our dear Mother Eva Ison Frazier.
Eva was born to Jasper [son and Percellia Gilly Ison, Oscaloosa, Kentucky, March 21 in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and one, she passed on December 19th, nineteen hundred eighty three her stay on earth numbering eighty-two years, eight months and twenty-eight days. Eva had four brothers, Arthur Ison, Marion Ison of Oscaloosa, Kentucky, Irvin Ison, Roxana, Kentucky, Arlie Ison, Versailles, Indiana and five sisters Minnie Halcomb, Mattie Tyler, preceding her in death, Dove Tyree, Bertha Fields Oscaloosa, Kentucky and Velma Ison, Seymour, Indiana.
Eva was married to Andrew Frazier November 23rd, nineteen hundred and twenty-two and unto this union was born five children one boy and four girls the child Doris dying at birth. Her loving husband preceeded her in death in the year of nineteen hundred and seventy-two. Being married forty-nine years and seven months. Surviving children son Jack W. Frazier, Charlestown, Indiana, daughters Mrs. Fairy Banks, Madison, Indiana, Mrs. Faye Banks, Greenfield, Indiana and Mrs. Fern Roseberry, Pendleton, Indiana. Also surviving are ten grandchildren and ten great grandchildren.
Eva joined The Old Regular Baptist Church in the year of our Lord nineteen hudnred and fifty. She loved going to church as long as she was able, and having friends in her home.
She was an understanding and loving Mother and grandmother. She loved her Lord and often counseled with her children. She was a comfort to us all.
Mother endured much suffering since the death of our father being hospitalzied many times and often told her children not to worry she was ready to go and was just waiting on her Lord.
Dear Lord, we pray our loving mother and grandmother walks in the green pastures of Heaven and sups at the Table of God.
0 Lord its good to hear the dinner bell ring when our Saviour calls - Come home, Come Home -Its supper time at the end of our day.

With deepest sorrow
Her loving Family


In my most kind and weaknesses, I'll try to write an obituary of my beloved mother-in-law, Mary Dutton Spears. She was born to Alan and Amma Dutton and married Isaac Spears at the age of 16, and unto this union was born 12 children. Her husband preceded her in death in 1967. Her son Freddy was killed in the coal mines on November 18, 1959. To me, which left the family broken hearted for the rest of their lives. She had 4 little babies which preceded her in death. I do believe Mama Spears; as me and my childrren called her, is resting in the arms of sweet Jesus, where I hope to meet her soon. She was so sweet and kind to me and the rest of her daughter-in-laws and son-in-laws and everyone who knew her.
Oh how we miss her in this cruel world, but Jesus needed one more rose in Heaven, so he took our beautiful rose home, where she won't be afflicted anymore. She didn't seem happy after Papaw passed away. I want to say to all her children if you ever want to see Mommy and Poppy as you all called them, you better be down on your knees, time is running out, as we can see all the things come to pass God spoke of. Oh, how I loved to visit her and Papaw's home and listen to them sing and pray. If we only had more homes like that, there are many good things I could say about Mamaw but time won't permit it. I'll close this obituary by saying children be looking up Jesus is coming to get his little elect. So choose Heaven before it's too late.

Written by her, daughter-in-law, and sister in the Lord I hope, Versie Spears


With much sadness, I will try to write an obituary of my dear beloved mother-in-law, Lottie Johnson. She was the daughter of the late Charlie and Polly Ann Keens. She was married to Will Johnson. There wasn't any children born unto this union. She had 1 step-son, Andy Johnson and 1 step-grandson Delmar Franklin Johnson and 1 step-great granddaughter, Jassamine Johnson. She leaves 1 brother Lee Keens to mourn her death. One brother, and 2 sisters precede her in death. They are Leaf Keens, Katy Johnson and Mammie Keens Johnson. Lottie was a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church. I truly believe that she is at rest. Two days before she died, she told me that she had a better place to go to. By the help of the LORD, I feel that I will meet her there.

Written by her broken-hearted daughter-in-law, Usley Johnson


It is with much sadness and a broken heart that I try to write an obituary of my beloved husband, Dewey Martin. He was born at Drift, Kentucky, July 3, 1908. He was the son of Alamander "Squint" and Nancy OsbornE Martin. He passed away March 30, 1984. Making his stay on earth 74 years and 8 months.
Dewey was married to Magnolia Sizemore Martin on July 28, 1931. Unto this union was born two children, one daughter, Pluma Jean Stumbo, Prestonsburg, Kentucky and one son, Barry Dean Martin, McDowell, Kentucky. He also leaves four grandchildren and two great grandchildren; his widow, one sister, Lucretia Hayes, Hueysville, Kentucky, other relatives and friends.
Dewey was a hard working man and an honest good-hearted man. He was loved by all who knew him. He was a miner most of his life and belonged to Local 5899. Dewey never attached himself to any church, but he believed in the Regular Baptist. He has told me many times that he wasn't afraid to die. I have dreamed, since he has been gone that something said to me in such plain words, "Dewey has on along white robe." I believe I will see him when the Lord comes to gather his jewels and I believe he will be one in that number.

Written by his wife,
Magnolia Martin


It is with a very sad heart and heavy hand that I will try to write an obituary of my dear departed son, Mark Edward Perry. Mark was a shining light in my life. Since his departure my life is not as bright and shining. Mark was a fine young man that was loved by everyone who knew him. I was always proud of him.
At the time of Mark's departure from this world he was 17 years, 1 month, and 25 days old. He is survived by his parents, Delmer Perry of Topmost, Kentucky, and Linda Danish of Detroit, Michigan, one brother, William Chad Perry; two sisters, Michelle Lynn Perry and Regina Dawn Perry; Paternal grandparent, Mrs. Nola Perry, maternal grandparent, Gladys Martin and one great grandmother, Florence Martin and many relatives and friends to mourn his passing.
Mark was a boy who had many friends. Mark loved to spend time with his cousins doing things that boys like to do. On the night of his departure from this world, December 23, 1983, he was camping with two of his cousins, one of which left this world with him, Jeffrey Scott Bentley. I love you Mark and miss you so very much. Mark, I hope to see you on those golden streets of heaven.

Written by your Dad,
Delmer Perry


Daughter of Hiram and Martha Sweney Isaac. Born March 24, 1894, passed from this earthly shore on August 2, 1984, making her stay on earth 90 years, 5 months, and 22 days. While her dust is sleeping in the silent grave her soul is active in enjoying the matchless scenery of the land of Cannan and magnificient splendor of the Palace of our great King.
She was married to Dave Burke on January 6, 1912, to this union was born 9 children, 2 children died in infancy, one daughter Julia Breeding died on March 28, 1984. Leaving 6 children and one adopted son to weep over mother. Devella Mae Hall, Greenup, Kentucky, Liza Jane Johnson, Halo, Kentucky, Garfield Burke, Halo, Kentucky, Walter Burke of Halo, Kentucky, Russell Burke of Halo, Kentucky, Daniel Burke, Worthington, Kentucky, and Randall Burke of Lexington, Kentucky, 41 grandchildren and a great host of great grandchildren also 2 half sisters, Mattie and Rosa Bell Her husband of 66 years passed away on November 15, 1978.
Sister Sophie joined the church and was baptized, April 1937. A great Princess has fallen in Israel this day and a pattern to all woman kind everywhere. She worked willingly with her hands and ministered to her household with tireless energy and was every ready to do good to them around her.
And to her friends take courage for we are happy that when the terrors of Death seized upon her vitals, she met the gathering storms with calmness, and when the life boat departs with an immortal soul launched up on the Sea of Glory where all is peace and joy; she furnished in her life an example worthy of the considerations of all Christian women.

Elder Bert Hall


With a very sad and heavy heart and mind we will try to write an obituary of our beloved son who has departed this life, but who will remain forever in our hearts. We hope to join you in heaven, Scottie.
Scottie was born on February 7, 1966 at the old Our Lady of the Way Hospital in Martin, Kentucky. His arrival brought much joy to our hearts. He never disappointed us. Scottie was a real boy doing the things that boys like to do. His favorite hobbies were fishing and camping. On the night that he departed from this earth he was camping.
Besides his heartbroken parents, Scottie left behind one brother, Patrick Todd Bentley (5 years old), one sister, Amanda M. Bentley (14 years old), his maternal grandparents, William and Mae Caudill of Topmost, Kentucky, and a host of relatives and friends.
On December 23, 1983 at the time of Scottie's departure he was 17 years, 10 months, and 16 days old. Scottie was laid to rest along the side of his friend and cousin, Mark Perry, who left this world with him, in the Ferris Moore Cemetary at Topmost, Kentucky, on December 25, 1983.
Scottie, we loved you so and miss you. We will see your shining face when we see you in heaven..

In loving memory your parents Walter and Margie Bentley


With much sadness and a lonely feeling, I will write an obituary of my dear beloved father and mother, Charlie and Linda (Brown) Jones.
Mother was the first to answer the call of God. She was the daughter of Katherine (Turner) Brown. She was born March 16, 1893, deceased this life March 13, 1967. Mother was buried on her seventy-fourth birthday. She died a few months more than sixteen years before Dad. Mother was a good and kind natured woman, who believed in high moral standards.
Dad was the son of Markus Leon Kingdom (King) and Mary (Howell) Jones. He was born May 26, 1892, deceased this life September 26, 1983, making his stay here on earth 91 years and 4 months. Dad left one brother, Kelly Jones, Betsy Layne, Kentucky, to mourn his loss.
Dad and mother were united in marriage December 28, 1911. To this union 11 children was born, one boy died as an infant. Eight girls and two boys are left to mourn their loss. They are: Jessie Jones Teaberry, Kentucky, Octavia Branham Craynor, Kentucky, Stella Stumbo Harold, Kentucky, Elizabeth Tackett Ivel, Kentucky, Verlie Hall Clyde, Ohio, Mary Alice Newsome, Virgie, Kentucky, Foster Jones, Golda Mae De Rossett, Cosetta Newsome, and Phinettie Evans, Grethel, Kentucky.
Dad and mother had 57 grandchildren, 100 great grandchildren, and 14 great great grandchildren.
Dad was a member of the Zion Regular Baptist Church, joining on January 26, 1978. Mother never joined any church, but she was a firm believer in God and the Old Regular Baptist Faith. My beloved parents really loved the Old Regular Baptist Church. They let the members of the church build a building, on their land, which was used as a House of Worship for more than forty years.
Dad and mother were well liked in the community in which they lived and made many friends through their business associates. They had a grocery store for over forty years. Mother worked hard taking care of the store and her children at the same time. Mother was very talented doing handcrafts. She gave her ten children, a total of fifty quilts, ten featherbeds, and twenty pillows. Most of the gifts were made by her untiring hands. Each child was to receive his/her gift when he/she married.
Dad was also gifted and talented. He was skilled in many trades. He was a carpenter, not only building houses, but made many, many coffins for his friends and neighbors. He was also a blacksmith for many years. He worked as a miner and timberman. He was commissioned a Kentucky Colonel in 1978.
Dad and mother believed in being honest, working hard, being good to their neighbors and friends, and loving God to the fulliest. Their home was always open to their friends and loved ones. Motherwas happiest when she was cooking for her church friends. Mother told me a few days before she died, to kill the last chicken on the place to feed the people that came to her funeral. Dad lived an extremely lonely life without her. They promised each other, when they were wed, that if one of them should die, the other one would not marry anymore. Dad told me, "When one makes a promise, I say, stick to it."
Dad stayed with me for more than four years. OH! what precious memories they both left me. Dad and I would sit for hours talking about the hardships of his early life. He said, "I love staying here with you." I tried to provide for his needs in every way possible. He was always telling his friends how good my husband, Fred and I were to him. Mother has been dead longer than Dad, but I still miss her as much as I do him. People who still have their parents should truly honor them, because they have no idea how lonely one is without them.
Judging from the life they lived, I feel that Dad and mother are sleeping, just waiting for the great resurrection morning to claim their reward in Heaven.

Written by their daughter who loved them dearly, Cosetta Jones Newsome


With much sadness and broken hearted, I will try to write an obituary of my dear beloved husband and our son Donnie Adkins.
Donnie was born May 22, 1960 and passed away July 12, 1984, making his stay here on earth 24 years 1 month and 20 days.
Donnie was married to Debbie Bohnsteat on June 9, 1979, in Milford, Indiana and to this union was born one daughter Kathy Sue age 2 years. We lived in Warsaw, Indiana during our life together.
Donnie was the son of Lee and Octava Adkins he had two brothers, Ralph L. Adkins, and Randy Adkins both of Warsaw, Indiana and one sister Diana Adkins who preceeded him in death. He has 3 nieces. He was the grandson of the late Butler and Lizzie Howell and the late Willie and Nan Adkins.
Donnie really loved his grandparents he has a host of aunts and uncles and cousins and friends to mourn his passing.
Donnie was a very loving husband and father he was a good friend to ever one he knew he cared a lot about people especially his mom and dad and his brothers he really enjoyed hunting and fishing and riding his motorcycle.
Kathy was the joy of his life and he enjoyed playing with her Kathy and I will miss him deeply and so will me and Mom.
Donnie truly enjoyed life and everyone who knew and loved him we will really miss him.
We believe from the dreams that we have had that he has gone to heaven to be with his sister and his grandparents.
Donnie was always a good boy and stayed at home while he was single with his grandmother who was in a wheelchair for about 8 years and he would always wait on her anything he could do for her.
We all really miss him so much but we feel our lose is heavens gain so sleep on we will meet you in heaven some day.
I want to say to the other 2 boys fall out with sin and be born again if you want to see brother again. So I will close this obituary.

Written by his Mom and Dad and his wife,
Lee & Octava Adkins and Debbie Adkins


It is with a sad and broken heart, I will try to write this obituary of my beloved husband, Kendrick Johnson. He was born on January 1, 1927, he departed this life, April 19, 1984, making his stay upon earth 57 years, 3 months and 19 days. He was the son of Milford and Minnie Johnson of Teaberry, Kentucky. He served in the armed forces for his country for two years.
Kendrick met and married Lakie Velma Hamilton on July 27, 1946. He left to mourn his loss 4 sons and 4 daughters. Carl Douglas, Jimmy Darrell, Billy Joe and Roy Gene. all of Teaberry, Kentucky. Judy Carol Hamilton, Myredia Howell of Teaberry, Kentucky, Emma Sue Rogers of Betsy Layne, Kentucky and Rachel Ann Coleman of Dana, Kentucky. One son Jerry Ray Johnson preceded Kendrick in death three days before God called him home. Kendrick had 17 grandchidren. He also left to mourn his loss, 2 brothers and 6 sisters. Willard and Millard Johnson of Teaberry, Kentucky, Opal Hamilton, Dillie Hamilton and Dolly Akers of Teaberry, Kentucky, Nettie Martin and Lizzie Hamilton of Beaver, Kentucky, Harney Hamilton of Allen, Kentucky and a host of friends and neighbors.
Kendrick joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, and was baptized on September 17, 1978. He took his fellowship to the Old Zion Church and was later called to the ministry. He preached God's word for almost 6 years. Kendrick's heart went out to a world of poor lost sinners, he stood for the truth and he wanted everybody to go to Heaven. He tried to convince everyone to show them the way through Christ Jesus. He was a sick man, while he was upon earth, but now he is in heaven. Where there will be no pain, no sorrow, but all peace and joy forever to be with the Lord. So, goodbye for now my beloved husband. Someday I'll meet you and our son up in heaven and we will all be so happy over there.

Written by his beloved and broken-hearted wife, Lakie Velma Johnson


It is with a sad and broken heart that I will try to write an obituary of my beloved sort, Jerry Ray Johnson. Jerry was born March 12, 1957 and he departed this life on April 16, 1984, in a coal mining accident on Branham's Creek, when the roof collapsed. Jerry was the son of Kendrick and Lakie Johnson. He leaves to mourn his loss, his wife Freda Howell Johnson and his two children, Jerry Christopher and Christy Nicole Johnson. Jerry's father died three days after his death. He also leaves to mourn his loss, his mother Lakie Johnson, and eight brothers and sisters. Carl Douglas Johnson, Judy Carol Hamilton, Myredia Howell, Jimmy Darrell Johnson, Billy Joe Johnson and Roy Gene Johnson all of Teaberry, Kentucky. Emma Sue Rogers of Betsy Layne, Kentucky and Rachel Ann Coleman of Dana, Kentucky.
Jerry was a good boy all of his life, and everybody who knew him liked him. He treated people with respect. I believe Jerry's soul has gone to live with the Lord, because one evening after work Jerry came home and told his father and I that he had seen a vision. He said "Mom and Dad I saw that I was on top of the mountain preaching, and ten thousands of people were coming from all directions to listen to me preach". He told us that he prayed to the Lord everyday to watch over him while he was in the mines. He thanked the Lord every time he came back outside safe once again. So goodbye for now my son, someday Mother will join you and your Dad up in heaven, and we will all be so happy over there.

Written by his broken-hearted mother,
Lakie Velma Johnson


By the help of the good Lord, I will try to write an obituary of my dear sweet mother, Tildia Ray. She was born to Nelvin and Reney Hamilton November 9, 1901 and past away August 24, 1983 with a heartattack making her stay on earth 81 years, 9 months and 15 days.
She was married to Emery Ray Jr. September 29, 1918 he preceded her in death the children names are Clancy Ray, Charlie Ray, Leonard Ray. and 5 girls. The childrens names are Clancy Ray, Charlie Ray, Leonard Ray, all of Albion, Michigan., Goldie Bryant of Rt. 4, Pikeville, Ky., Opal Little of Penny Road, Pikeville, Ky., Okel Ray, Sylvia Ray, Odis Ray of Teaberry, Kentucky, Ruby Ray, she precede her in death.
She had 27 grandchildren and 29 great grandchildren she leaves to mourn her loss 8 children, 16 grandchildren, 27 great grandchildren, 3 brothers, Allard Hamilton, Stanville, Kentucky, Andy Hamilton, Galveston, Duran Hamilton , Route 4, Pikeville, Kentucky and 2 sisters Rosie Belcher, Teaberry, Kentucky, Betty Hall, Route 5, Pikeville, Kentucky.
Mommie was a good wife and mother she never did join the church but I believe with all my heart she was a christian woman and is at rest to day with Jesus for she would tell us so many good dreams she had. Not long before she died she told of 3 dreams about tending to a little baby I believe that baby was Jesus.
She would tell us to put our trust in the Lord and be good to one another. She would tell us what we had to do to get to heaven and if we died in our sins we would go down to the world of loss. Just a few days before she died she said if she knew she would meet all her children in heaven she would be satisfied. Mommie enjoyed going to church as long as she was able to go and she enjoyed the good brethren coming and having church here at home she said all that kept her from joining the church she couldn't get down to the water I could go on and on telling the good things she had said and done but space will not permit.

Written by a son and daughter,
Odis and Okel Ray


It is with much sadness, a lonely heart and the help of the Good Lord, I will try to write an obituary of my dear beloved husband, John B. Newsome.
I miss him so much, my home will always be empty without him around. John B. was born- June 24, 1914 and departed this life December 31, 1983. His stay on this earth was sixty-nine years, six months and seven days
John B. and Martha Newsome were joined in wedlock July 31, 1935. Unto this union was born seven children, two boys and five girls. They are: Charles Rex Newsome, Amherst, Ohio; Geneva Holmes, Wakeman, Ohio; Winona Tackett, Waynesburg, Kentucky; Roberta Walborn, Huron, Ohio; Larry Douglas Newsome, Vermilion, Ohio; Clara Sue Hall, Galveston, Kentucky; Willa Jean Tackett, Teaberry, Kentucky. There are twenty-one grandchildren andseven great-grandchildren.
John B. was the son of the late Daniel Newsome and Rhodina Hamilton Newsome. He had ten brothers and sisters. Four died in infancy and three have died as adults, leaving three to mourn his loss. They are: Mary Alice McKinney, Chester E. Newsome, Susan Howell.
He also has a good stepmother, Rutha Newsome of Detroit, Michigan and a stepsister Shirley Mae Hamilton also of Detroit, Michigan. There is a host of friends and relatives to mourn his loss.
John B. joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Zion on October 25, 1964.
He remained a true and faithful member, attending church every Sunday as long as he was able to go. He practiced what he professed.
John B. loved to feed his brothers, sisters, and friends. It did him so much good when they would come and eat with us. He worked hard in the coal mines to raise his children. He always gave them good advice. John B.'s mother called him to her bedside shortly before she died and told him, "You have been a good boy so meet me in heaven."
May the Good Lord bless me and my family.

Written by his broken hearted wife,
Martha Newsome


It is with much sadness that my children and I will write an obituary of my beloved husband and loving father, Emmitt Hamilton. He was born February 11, 1912 at Teaberry, Kentucky. He suffered and was being doctored for about a year for hardening of the arteries. He hated so bad to go in the hospitals. He passed away January 10, 1983 after a short illness in the Pikeville Hospital. Making his life here on earth 70 years and 11 months.
We were married 51 years and had celebrated our Golden Wedding Anniversary. We got so close together the last couple of years. I told Emmitt that we had spent 50 years together here on earth and I wanted us to be together in heaven. He replied, "I'll be right there, don't worry," He was sincere. I knew he had been praying for quite a while before he died. He wasn't a member of the church, but he deeply believed in God. He wanted me to go to church and he always wanted me to pray for him. He was very happy when the members came to visit and eat with us.
Everyone who knew Emmitt liked him and Emmitt was kind to everyone he knew.
Emmitt worked hard all of his life. He was a retired coal miner. He also was a merchant and a farmer. He always talked about his old mining friends. We miss him so much around our home. But I do sincerely believe he is with the angels.
I want to say to all of my children "Get right, and meet your Dad in heaven."
Emmitt was the son of the late German and Mindy Newsome Hamilton of Teaberry, Kentucky. He is survived by his loving wife, Alice and six children: Virble Brown, Allen Park, Michigan, Dorothy Hamilton, Lincoln Park, Micigan, Alonzo Hamilton, Taylor, Michigan. John L. Hamilton, Eva Pauline Brown, and Jan Marlin Hamilton; all of Teaberry, Kentucky. He is also survived by three whole sisters: Sarah Hamilton, Sadie & Maxie Blankenship, and one whole brother, John Hamilton all of Teaberry, Kentucky. One half sister, Margie Lavender, Columbus, Ohio; two half brothers: Kenis Hamilton, Flat Rock, Michigan, Clifford Hamilton, Teaberry, Kentucky.

Written by his loving wife and children


Edna Hopkins Stumbo was born February 21, 1915 at McDowell and passed from this life on August 18, 1984, at the McDowell Hospital at the age of 69 years. She was the daughter of the late Fayette Hopkins and Virgie Hall Hopkins.
Early in life she met and was married to Foster Stumbo on December 24, 1935. To this happy union one child was born. She is not only survived by her husband but her son Larry Foster and daughter-in-law Crissy, and their children Larry Foster Jr. and Kelli Ann and Amanda Ruth Stumbo all of McDowell.
Also surviving are one brother Blaine Hopkins of Price and four sisters; Thelma Hall of McDowell; Ethel Stumbo of Catlettsburg, Kentucky; Wilma Jones of Ashtabula, Ohio and Ruth Akers of Ravenswood, West Virginia.
Her parents preceded her in death, also two brothers, Ross Hopkins and Guy Hopkins.
Edna was at one time a school teacher but about 40 years of her adult life was spent as a merchant and business woman.
Her life centered on Larry Foster and Crissy and the grandchildren. Edna often spoke of her great love for her immediate family and also for her natural brothers and sisters as well. She loved all of them and they in return loved and respected her very much.
Edna also loved the children of God and was very helpful and accommodating to them.
During her sickness she often asked the ministers who visited with her to hold prayer. Toward the end of her life she told some of them that she too was praying. 
When we face the dreaded enemy death it brings to our hearts much sorrow. But we must not think of physical death as parting forever. This is not the Christian concept, for the Bible teaches that there shall be a glad reunion some day for all those that love the Lord. Our bodies are not made to withstand forever the ravages of this life. A time comes when we must leave this mortal body, "for this corruptible must put on incorruption and this mortal must put on immortality" and we have the assurance that when this earthly house falls we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
Edna has gone home to be with our God who hears and answers prayer. She prayed to be relieved of this body with its pain and to be given a new body that knows no disease nor death-but joy and peace forever!

Written by
Adrian Hall


With a sad and acking heart, I will attempt with the help of God to write an obituary of our sweet, loving and kind mother and sister in Christ, Eunia Newsome. Born March 4, 1915 and passed away June 22, 1984. God granting her stay here on his footstool 69 years, 4 months and 18 days before taking her home to heaven.
She was the daughter of the late Henry Newsome and Matilda Newsome. She was married to Lonnie Lee Newsome on August 19, 1931 who preceded her in death on June 11, 1959. To this union was born ten children, three which precede her in death. Seven children living. Edward & Charles Newsome of Burton, Michigan. Josephine Kendrick of Albion, Michigan, Eunia Marie, Ella Faye and Virgie Newsome of Columbus, Ohio, Mattie Gallivan of Bountiful, Utah. She has one brother John B. Newsome which preceded her in death and one sister Melvina Lusk of Virgie, Kentucky.
Mom joined the Old Regular Baptist Church on February 16, 1952 at Caney Creek. She took her membership to Caney Creek. She was a faithful member before leaving Kentucky. She then took her membership to the Little White Stone Church in Monroe, Michigan. Then to Mt. Judah Church in Columbus, Ohio, where she still had her membership. Mom loved to go to church. She went when she was not able hardly to sit up very long at a time but she would still go.
Two songs Mom loved to hear and requested sung at her funeral. They were "One Rose Will Do" and "I'm going to die on the battle field". We want to thank the family and friends for all they did in our time of sorrow and grief.
Mom had her sorrow and sickness here but now it is over. So children get right with God so you can meet mother in heaven some day.

Written by her son & brother in christ,
Elder Charles Newsome

(By the request of Sister Elizabeth)

I'll try to write her obituary, she asked me several years ago if I would write it.
Sister Elizabeth was born January 1, 1902, she passed away February 15, 1984. Making her stay on earth 82 years, 1 month and 14 days.
She was the daughter of Buddy Adams and Vina Hall Adams. She was married to Willie Sexton April 19, 1923.
Unto this union was born 5 children all died infants. Willie proceded her in death in 1968. Her only brother, father and mother proceded her in death many years ago.
Sister Elizabeth joined the Island Creek Regular Baptist Church around 40 years ago.
She had been sick most of her life she lived a lonely life after brother, Willie passed away with no one to look after her.
I miss her so much she was so good to me she had been my neighbor around 40 years. I always helped her in many ways. I cooked for her when she wasn't able, washed her clothes, got her groceries, and took her to church when she was able to go.
I enjoyed doing things for her. Bless her little soul I believe I'll meet her some sweet day in that Beautiful home I have been striving for, for 43 years ago where there won't be no more lonely hours all will be peace and joy and love.

Written by a sister in hope of eternal life,
Iva Compton


In a beautiful garden filled with colorful flowers, we always reach down and pluck up the most precious and beautiful. Thats the way it was when the Lord took Nannie. A wonderful wife, mother and grandmother to us all.
Nannie Francis (Hamilton) Howell was born January 19, 1904 in Floyd County to the late Betty (Akers) and Lee Hamilton. The Lord took her home October 16, 1983 after a long illness.
Nannie was united in marriage on July 17, 1919 to Green Howell, also from Floyd County. Unto this union were born ten children. Six girls and four boys. Georgie and Lou Verdie who preceded her in death. Levi Howell of Rising Sun, Maryland, Will Howell of Conowingo, Maryland, Newberry Howell of Pikeville, Kentucky, Betty Howell of Pikeville Kentucky Roseanna Hamilton of Pikeville, Kentucky, Cornella Adams of Pikeville, Kentucky, Alice Miller of Pikeville, Kentucky and Jean Deskins of Columbus, Ohio. She also leaves behind to mourn her death twenty-eight grandchildren and forty-five great grandchildren and two great greats, and a host of friends and relatives.
Nannie loved the Lord so much and she joined the Old Regular Baptist Church of Island Creek the first Saturday in December 1940 and remained a good and faithful member until her death.
Many times she would tell us all of a true experience that happened to her after she had joined the church. We would like very much to share this with you.
Although she had joined church and had tried to be a faithful member, she still felt as if she hadn't been forgiven of her sins and no matter what she did, she couldn't shake this feeling. So while in church one morning, she asked the Lord to show her in some way if he had truly forgiven her of her sins. She said "Lord, if you have forgiven me, let the first song that the preacher sings this morning be 'I wonder what they are doing up in heaven today?' As the congregation finished praying, a song rang out so loud and true. The first song that was sung was 'I wonder what they are doing up in heaven today?' Nannie never doubted the Lord again for no one else in that room knew what she had prayed.
We miss you Mammaw! Its just not the same here without you.

Written by:
Husband, Green Howell
Daughter, Roseanna Hamilton
Granddaughter, Birdie Howell


It is with sadness and sorrow, I will try to write an obituary of our father, Tommy Dye.
Daddy was born January 7, 1904 to Greey and Belle Ford Dye. Unto this union were born three sons and one daughter. They are Donald, Wayne, and Rush Dye all of Pikeville, Kentucky and Helen Dye also of Pikeville, Kentucky. Also left to mourn his passing are four grandchildren, who loved him very much. Ella preceded Tommy in death on June 25, 1977.
Tommy was a loving father and a good friend to everyone that knew him. He was a good neighbor in his community on Island Creek.
In September of 1983, Daddy asked for Brother Wendell Hamilton and some brothers to come to his home for a small meeting. That evening he gave his hand to become a member of the Island Creek Old Regular Baptist Church.
Daddy was baptized at Fishtrap Dam on September 19, 1983 by Elders Grover Adkins, Hirman Adkins, and Wendell Hamilton; Daddy was already so ill he was not able to walk and was baptized in a chair.
Daddy died on September 1, 1984 making his stay on earth 80 years and 8 months.

Written by his broken hearted son,
Wayne Dye


I will try with a sadness of heart to write an obituary of my grandpa, James M. Compton. He was known to his many friends as "Jim Blacksmith"
: He was born June 16, 1877 to John and Phoebe Griffith Compton. He was married to Stella Compton who preceded him in death in 1953. Unto this union were born (131 thirteen children, eleven girls and two boys. They had one child that died in infancy. The two boys are Homer Compton of Alexander, Indiana and Euvette of Arizona. Dixie Daniels died in 1983, Myrtle Lindamae, Larine, Betty and Francis all reside in New Port News, Virginia. Also Opal Ramsey resides on Island Creek, Pikeville, Kentucky.
Poppie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Island Creek and was a faithful member as long as he could get there due to being blind. He was a sweet person and bare his afflications so well. I feel he is waiting in the Paradise of Rest for the great day of the Lord. Although Poppie could not see when he died, I believe when Christ comes back to get his children he is going to gaze upon Him with two good eyes and see His glory to behold.
I believe my Aunt Betty will be rewarded for her many years she cared for Poppie without even complaining. All I can say now is children if you want to see your daddy again "Repent and be born again and give your hearts to Jesus". He says "Come unto me, all you that are heavy ladden and I will give you rest". Well I believe Poppie did just that, and he gave him rest. I am hoping to see him some sweet day, where there will be no more death or pain. Children and grandchildren prepare to meet Him some sweet day.

Written by his daughter and granddaughter,
Sister Opal Ramsey and Melissa Mullins


Betty Jean Moore, age 52, passed from this life December 19, 1982. She was born to Grover and Molly Hamilton Moore, March 12, 1930. She was preceded in death by three of her brothers: Junior Moore died as an infant, Ezra Moore also died as an infant, her brother, Astor Moore died in 1979. She was preceded in death by four of her sisters; Isabell Moore Reynolds, Nannie Moore Burke, Zella Mae Moore Rickers, and Sophia Moore Akers. She was also preceded in death by her father Grover Moore who died in 1962. Her mother Molly Hamilton Moore died July 22, 1984.
Betty Jean is survived by four of her sisters; Emma Pack of McDowell, Kentucky, Esta Blanton of Amanda, Ohio, Darlene Landrum of Chillicothe, Ohio and Katherine Tennant of Columbus, Ohio. Betty also leaves a host of friends and relatives to mourn her passing.
Betty was never married. We feel that our loss is heavens gain.

Written by her nephew, Chester Pack


Curtis was the son of the late Lewis Huff and Dovie Nickles Huff. He was born August 26, 1909 and departed this life February 16, 1982. He was married to Nana Campbell November 23, 1930 and unto this union was born three children, one boy and two girls.
He leaves to mourn his loss: his wife, Nana Huff, three children, Garlan Huff of Mousie, Allie Smith of Leburn, Kentucky, Alma Smith of Mousie, 14 grandchildren, nine great grandchildren, four sisters: Herma Smith of Mousie, Kentucky, Opal Bolen of Garrett, Kentucky, Delta Conley of McGuffey, Ohio, Audry Fleming of St. Marys, Ohio, one half-sister, Edith Centers of Cincinnati, Ohio, two brothers Carlos "Jake" Huff of Hindman, Kentucky and Cullen Huff who precede him in death.
Curtis was a retired coal miner. He worked hard to raise his family. He was a good neighbor and liked by everyone. He never turned anyone away if he could help them. His door was always open to his friends.
On February 11, 1982, he was struck down by a heart attack. God was good enough to let him live five days. I went to see him in the hospital. He was in the intensive care unit. We had a good talk about the Lord. Curt said his case was in God's hands. He said God can keep us or take us away. When it was time for me to leave he asked me to come back soon and see him. He said I have some good things to talk about. God chose to take him before I could go back. I feel from all he told me that day, he only went to sleep in the arms of Jesus. I feel He only added another rose to His garden because I feel he believed in God.
Show your love for your parents while they are still with you. Sew your flowers while they can see them. When death takes one of them, it's too late. I miss my Dad. We shared so many things. We has so many talks in his old barn where he had his little work shop. I know my Dad is at rest because God doesn't turn down a sincere praying heart.

Written by
Coy Combs and daughter Alma Smith


By request of the family and the help of the almighty God of Heaven to direct my mind and guide my hand, I will try to write the obituary of a close friend. Essie Sexton was born September 17, 1913 in Letcher County, Kentucky, and departed this life November 19, 1983 making his stay here on earth 70 years, two months and two days.
In 1941 he married Geneva Cody of Knott County, Kentucky. They moved to Indianapolis, Indiana 38 years ago, and later moved to Greenfield, Indiana. On October 30, 1980 his loving companion, Geneva Sexton departed from this life.
Survivors include three children. Two daughters and one son, all of Greenfield Indiana. Teddy Sue Sexton, Deborah Kay Earlywine and Donald Ray Sexton also one grandchild, Tommy J. Earlywine.
He had three brothers Archie Sexton of Letcher County, Kentucky,
Bill Sexton of Wi., who precede him in death, one living brother Henry Sexton of Jackson, Ohio, also four sisters Monie Word who precede him in death. Kanas Aldaws and Audra Douglas of Taylor, Michigan, also Ida Franklin of Jackson Ohio.
In March 1982 he married and left behind his wife, Carrie Phillips Sexton and five stepson's all of Indiana polis, Indiana. He left behind many relatives and friends who will miss him. Other than the times of his sickness he was a jolly person, who enjoyed life, and we had many good visits with one another.
His daughter Sue found her Daddy a very warm and loving person, who was always willing to lend a helping hand to anyone that he could.
(Sue) Daddy will be missed very much, it is very lonesome here without him and Mother. We have a lot of wonderful memories of Daddy and Mother. They will always be loved and never forgotten.
Like Mother, Daddy never attached his name to any church record, but we believe Daddy and Mother's Souls are at rest, around the throne of God. Daddy always stood up for, and respected the Church. We believed our loss will be Heaven's gain and by the hope in my heart, and the Grace of God I hope to see Mother and Daddy once more.

Written by
Elder Clay Willson and Daughter Sue Sexton


Sister Pauline Henson Short was the daughter of Emily and the late Jesse Henson of Jackson, Ohio. She was married to Brother Lloyd Short of Jackson, Ohio, March 28, 1953 and to this union was born three sons, Lionel Short and Dallas Short of Jackson, Ohio along with one son, David, still at home.
Sister Pauline started her journey through life September 23, 1935 in Elliott County, Kentucky and departed February 15, 1984, making her stay here on earth 48 years, 4 months and 12 days. Though her life was relatively short, its' quality was truly 100 fold. I have never seen a person bare her afflictions more patiently, always seeking to please the Lord even in the valley and shadow of death. God blessed her to seek Him and she surely found a friend in Jesus. She joined the Little Ettie Church of Old Regular Baptist and was baptized the 2nd Sunday in August, 1972. She was truly a Christian who bore the fruits and her life was a inspiration to all of us. So often, even as she grew weak and feeble would she lift her hands and shout, glorifing her Heavenly Father. A more faithful sister to labor and feed so many brothers, sisters and friends I have never known. After several operations and hard journeys to Columbus to have her blood dialysis after her kidneys failed. Anytime you entered her home or hospital room you always left feeling good because the conversation was Godly. Finally, after a long battle with cancer the Lord said My child you have suffered enough come home. She peacefully and gently fell asleep in the arms of a blessed redeemer. Her voice is silent now though often in our minds we can still hear her shout. Our sister is resting under His throne and her earthly tabernacle returns to dust on the hill back of the place she loved so well, the Little Ettie Church. Always keep this in mind, there is a great trumpet yet to sound and that tabernacle shall never fade away for it is eternal in Heaven.
To her faithful and loving husband and brother in Christ, Brother Lloyd, she has left the hope of meeting you again. To her sons she has left a bright shining light for each of you to follow always admonishing you that you must be born again. May God bless you boys to seek after the Lord for you know how she always taught you.

Written by
Elder Paris C. Tackett Husband Lloyd Short


With the help of God I will try to write an obituary for our beloved husband and father. He was born into the family of Reuban and Mary Tackett. He was born March 11, 1913. Making his stay here on earth 69 years and 2 months. He was married to Nora Caudill Tackett February 6, 1960 to this union was born four girls, one precede him in death, three survived. They are Karen Tackett and Patty Tackett both of Hi Hat, Kentucky, and Regina Tackett Osborne of Ligon, Kentucky. And a grandson Thomas Wesley Osborne, two brothers and a half sister they are Hauley Tackett of Hi Hat, Kentucky and Kelly Tackett of Dayton, Ohio and one half sister Flara Stephens of Langley, Kentucky. He was faithful to attend church when he was able. I want to say if we ever want to see him again we have to fall out with sin and be born again.

Written by, Nora Tackett and family


Marie D. Stumbo was born August 6, 1916, at Jacks Creek, Kentucky and passed from this earthly life on November 26, 1983. She was the daughter of Seland Cook and Lizzie Sweny Cook. She was married to the late John Milton Stumbo on June 1, 1935. To this union no children were born but they raised Edith Cook and Patricia Martin as their very own. Marie not only lost her husband, father and mother, but a brother Ralph and sisters Ethel and Edith preceded her in death. She is survived by one brother, Sherman Cook of McDowell and her foster daughter Edith Martin Skeens and foster granddaughter Patricia Martin of Prestonsburg, Kentucky.
Early in life Marie chose teaching school as a profession after having graduated from Pikeville College with a B.S. Degree. She held a Masters Degree from Morehead State University and had twelve hours on her Rank 1. She taught at the McDowell School for thirty-five years and was known by her peers as one of the best and most dedicated teachers. Many students went through her classes in the seventh and eighth grades where they were well grounded in the basics and went on through high school and completed college and who owe much of their success to this fine, dedicated teacher who believed in a good fundamental education for her pupils. In her later teaching career she taught remedial reading and continued to add her special touch in helping children. The true measure of this good, hard working teacher will never be fully known.
She belonged to many professional organizations such as the Kentucky Education Association, the Nattional Teachers Association, the Jenny Wiley Reading Council and the Kentucky Retired Teachers Association. She was also a charter member of the Drift Woman's Club.
The greatest thing Marie did in life was receiving Jesus Christ as her Saviour and Lord and devoting her life to HIS cause. She professed a Hope in Christ and was baptized upon her profession of Faith by Elders Mitchell Chaffins and Woodrow Pack in 1975 and took her membership at the Old Beaver Church. She was a devoted and a faithful member until death. Just as she was such a good teacher so was she a good Christian. Many times when the good Spirit overshadowed her she could be heard shouting the praises to her King. She has suffered much, but now she has found blessed relief and God has taken her to Himself. While it is a time of sorrow for those who loved her, it is a wonderful day for her. So let us today rejoice with her, for she is a thousand times better off than any of us who must stay a little longer in this old world. With Christ's peace in our hearts and Christ's hope in our souls, we say good-by for now and we shall continue to hope to meet her again one day in the sunshine of His love where we will have perfect peace, happiness and joy forever. Marie has gone on to her Eternal Home but the influence of her earthly life will live on and on and on The following is a poem of her own writing with the wish that it be added to her obituary:

Written by a brother in hope of eternal life, Adrian Hall


With the help of the good Lord, I will try and write an obituary of my beloved husband, Orbin Moore. He was born June 4, 1901 and passed away May 8, 1984. He leaves behind to mourn his lost, three children, four step-children, fifteen grandchildren, seven great-grandchildren and so many friends that knew him. Three children preceded him in death. Orbin and I were married for nineteen years. I had almost given up hope of ever hearing him praying, but the last time I talked to him at the hospital I could see a big change in him for the day he had to go to surgery he told Brother Jimmy Hall that he had to go to surgery but the Lord was going in there with him and I heard him pray to the Lord to save his soul and with them sweet words there is no doubt in my mind that he's gone to rest where there will be no more pain. He always believed in the Baptist Church and he loved pretty singing. He had a smile for all that knew him and his door was always open to everyone and he always wanted them to stay and eat with him. He will be missed by all but none will miss him like I will. I could go on and on and say many good things about Orbin but the best part of all is that I say just sleep on, for with the help of the Lord I believe I will meet him in Heaven when this life is over. Why do I say this? Because of what he told me when he was in the hospital at McDowell. He said if he lived to get back home that he would go to church with me but he said if he didn't get back home just go on in the good old hearted way. .

Written by his broken hearted wife, Dorothy


It is a sad attempt that I will try to write this short sketch of our dear mother, Etta Osborne. She was the daughter of the late William and Allafair Moore. Mom was born July 10, 1900 and passed away January 25, 1981.
She was married to Elder Jesse Osborne September 18, 1917. He preceded her in death in 1961. To this union was born ten children, 6 girls and 4 boys, 2 girls died as infants. She has eight children living: Stella Robinson, June DeBord, Pearl LeBrun, Charles Osborne and Joe Osborne of Beaver, Ohio and Dewey Osborne of California. She also leaves 43 grandchildren to mourn her loss, 45 great-grandchildren and 6 great-great grandchildren. She also leaves one sister and one brother living, Lucille Wampler and Frank Moore both of Columbus.
She joined the Old Regular Baptist Beaver Church in 1931 and lived a true and faithful life. Everyone who knew her loved her because she was so humble in life. She loved to go to church as long as she was able to go, and when she couldn't go they would come and have church for her at home.
I would like for all her children to try and meet Mom and Dad in heaven someday.
She was a member of the Little Ettie Old Regular Baptist of Stockdale, Ohio ever since it was established in 1945. She loved to hear the Old Regular Baptist sing and preach.

Sadly missed by all who knew her, Written by her children Stella, June and Joe


With love and much sadness, we will undertake to write an obituary of Woodrow Wilson Tuttle. Born September 18, 1918 he was the son of the late George and Rachel Tuttle at Dema in Knott County, Kentucky. He had six sisters and two brothers to preceed him in death. He has one brother Fisher Tuttle, who lives at Minnie, Kentucky.
Woodrow and I rene McCown met October 9, 1937 and were married February 12, 1938. This union was blessed with two children, Theodore (Teddy) deceased and Janie (Tuttle) McGuire who lives at Price, Kentucky. He has two beautiful grandchildren Ricky and Kayla and a son-in-law whom he loved and treated like a son.
Woodrow loved his family, nephews, neices, brother and friends, who were many, dearly. He worried so much about Fisher because he was sick and he loved him so. Our family reunions will never be quite the same without him.
Woodrow went to funerals for miles around his home taking food and sitting up for two nights straight as long as he was able.
Crowds of young people attended his funeral and mourned his passing because he had befriended them many times. He loved children and young people and couldn't stand seeing a child mistreated.
We want Irene and Janie to know that we loved him very much and that we miss him too. I know Woodrow knew we loved him.
Woodrow, we pray that you reached the top of the mountain as you dreamed about and are waiting on the other side to greet us. We know you fell into the hands of a merciful and just God who will do right by us all.

Sadly missed by his family and friends,
Written by his niece,
Rosetta Slone


By the request of his wife and family I will try to write an obituary of Arnell Kidd. He was born January 11, 1951. He departed this life February 14, 1984 making his stay here on earth 33 years and 13 days.
He is survived by his wife Cathy Jean Collins Kidd and two daughters: Rosechelia Artina Kidd and Sorondona Jeannell Kidd at home. He also leaves his father and mother Carmel and Drakie Elliott Kidd, four brothers: Vincent Kidd, Ricky and Patrick of Printer, Kentucky and Granville Kidd of Honaker, Kentucky. There are also three sisters: Diana and Voralene Howell of Lake Stratton, Ind., and Christy Stewart of Honaker, Kentucky.
I would like to say to Cathy that I know you have spent many long hours and days since God called him from you, but I feel from my heart that his soul is resting under the Alter of God. I feel like God sent an Angel down in that dark coal mines and got his soul and took it to rest under the Alter of God to rest till that morning when he will say Son go down there and get my children and bring them home. Arnell was so sweet to everybody he met and so good to me and my family. Cathy think of the time you and Arnell spent together and how happy you were. I believe his time on earth was well spent. I want to say to his daughters, you had a good daddy. He loves you and your mom so much. Cathy I know there is a vacant place in your life that can't be filled. I believe you have spent many lonely days and nights and will spend many more. I want to say to brother Curt and sister Masil I know you loved him very much. It is so hard to give one up that we love so much, but God pronounced death upon the whole Adam's generations. The Bible says dust thy art and dust thy shall return.
I would like to say to the little daughter thats never seen her daddy in this world you had a good daddy. I know when you get big enough people will tell you what a good daddy he was.
This daughter I'm talking about is Sarondona Jeannell Kidd. She was born August 16, 1984. I could go on and on about Arnell, but we all know what a good person he was. So I must close this obituary. We all loved you so much. May God Bless his wife and two daughters.

Written by a very close friend of Arnell and his family,
Tommy M. Kidd


I will try to write a short obituary of my mother, Minnie Jarrell Akers. She was the daughter of Jack and Mink Watson Jarrell and was born July 23, 1896, on Prater Creek. She lived her whole life on Prater Creek except for 6 years that she spent at Betsy Layne and Little Mud.
She deceased this life April 11, 1984, making her stay here 87 years, 7 months and 18 days.
She was united in marriage to Willie Layne Akers in the year of 1916 by Issac Stratton, a United Baptist minister, in the presence of Cola Conn and John Jarrell. Unto this union was born 9 children, 5 boys and 4 girls. They are as follows: Paul B. Akers, Deceased, Walter L. Akers, Honaker, Kentucky, Clark F., Vermilion, Ohio, Bradley S. Akers, Martin, Kentucky, Vance Lee, Deceased, Alkie Burton, Albion, Michigan, Alpha Kidd, Ruby Conn, Ruth Boyd, all of Dana, Kentucky.
Since Dad passed away in 1971, Mother has made her home with her children and has been very lonely without him. Her health has deteriorated for the last few years. She fell and broke her hip in 1974, but improved and was able to go to church and do things for herself, but 15 months ago she fell and broke the other hip making her bedfast and unable to care for herself. Her children and grandchildren waited on her day and night, giving her the best of care. We want to thank all of those who came in and helped us in so many ways. We shall never forget your kindness.
Us children have lost a most kind and loving mother. She was so good to us and was so good and kind to everyone. Now God has saw fit to call her home to be at rest with Dad and her two sons.
Mother leaves to mourn her passing, her 7 children, 41 grandchildren, 81 great grandchildren, 80 great great grandchildren. One brother, Epp Jarrell, and one sister Stella Conn, both of Dana. A great many friends and neighbors also mourn her passing.
Mother and Dad both joined the Little Salem Church, in July, 1950, and were baptised by Elder J. P. Hall. The church has lost a good member and Prater Creek has lost a good neighbor.
On behalf of all the family and mother, we want to give our love and appreciation to Jane Jarrell, a very special granddaughter. For many, many weeks, Jane and her children, spent hours at mother's bedside. They have given her the best of loving care. Without Jane we don't know what we would have done. Donita and Phillip became Mother's children and were a great source of comfort to her. There's no doubt in my mind these children loved her.
We also appreciate the help and care that all the grandchildren gave her, and we want to thank all who helped, for their love, kindness, and for the food that they prepared for us.
May I say to Mother's family let us all try to love each other. Do as Dad and Mother would want us to. We have had wonderful parents and may we never forget the life they lived.

Written by her son,
Elder Walter Akers


By the help of the Lord we'll try to write an obituary of our Brother in the Lord, Brother Russell Spencer.
He was married to Daisy Moore in 1933. To this union was born 12 children. One daughter precede him in death. He is survived by 8 girls, Colletta Bolen, Ann Thurston, Linda Jones, all of McGuffey, Ohio, Muriel Johnson of Shelby, Ohio, Ruth Howard of Mansfield, Ohio and 3 sons, J.C. of Morehead, Kentucky, Ova of Hueysville, Kentucky and Darvin of Prestonsburg, Kentucky.
There are 28 grandchildren and 16 great grandchildren.
Daisy passed away October 26, 1961. He belonged to the church around 37 years. His membership was at the Stone Coal Church. He later moved his membership to the Little Rebecca Church.
He was married to Ettie Cook Wireman September 4, 1962. To this union were no children born but she loves Brother Russell's children as her own. He passed away Wednesday morning, February 1 in the Willard Hospital. The Little Rebecca church has lost a wonderful brother. It's not only sad for his natural family, but it's sad for the church, who loved him so much. Even though we hated to lose him, there's one thing for sure, God does all things well. He never makes a mistake. Brother Russell would tell you God was good to him in all things.
No doubt God extended his life for 5 years from his first heart attack, he got well enough to come back to church, we thank God for that. Oh what joy and peace it must have been when he feel asleep in the arms of our Lord! I feel he has made a wonderful exchange.,
So many good things could be said about Brother Russell. He always had an humble voice, he set a good example for the young brothers to follow, he left his footprints in the sand as many Pilgrims that walked this way.
All the pain and suffering that he did, I never once heard him complain but stated plainly he was seeking a better country.
Now he has laid his cross down, he will suffer no more, but will receive a glorious crown. So sleep on Brother Russell, take your rest, I don't think you will sleep long. I feel Jesus is coming soon. We will meet again in that great reunion. My prayer is that God will help us to keep the Faith and order and live in peace with one another.
May God bless you children and Sister Ettie to accept this great loss.

Written by
Brother Buddy and Sister Carlene Carty

Dad, words cannot express how much we love you. You were such a loving caring Dad. You knew we loved you but somehow it seemed we couldn't tell you enough. There will be a great void in our lives without you but we know our loss is Heaven's gain. Dad we know what we have to do to meet you in your new home for you taught us the very best way a father could so Dad sleep on until we meet you again.

Sadly missed by all your children, and loving wife


It is with a sad and broken heart and by the help of the Lord, I'll try and write this obituary of my grandmother, Sarah H. Compton. Sarah (Hopkins) Compton was born August 19, 1899 at Yeager Kentucky. She departed this life October 23, 1983. Making her stay here on earth 84 years 2 months and 4 days.
At the age of 16, Granny was united in marriage to the late Ezra Compton who preceeded her in death on August 8, 1946. To this union were born seven children, five boys and 2 girls. The sons are Sollie Compton, Dewey Compton and Charlie Compton, all of Little Creek, Kentucky. Kermit Compton who precede her in death on March 19, 1976, which left Granny once again with a broken heart. The daughter's are Fannie Mae Bentley and Nannie Rae Bentley both of Little Creek, Kentucky. Granny had 28 grandchildren, 25 great grandchildren and one great great grandchild
-In 1948, Granny joined the Old Regular Baptist Church where she was a faithful member for 35 years, although she didn't get to fill her seat as others did, she always loved the Lord and put her faith and trust in him. The Lord reached down his hand on Sunday, October 23, 1983, and picked a beautiful flower, that he needed for his garden.
I feel that Granny is resting with Jesus and she is not suffering anymore. Granny's home is so sad and lonely since God called her away. Her children miss her so much. We all miss her sweet little smile, her loving eye's and those tiny little hands that touched our face's so very gently.
God blessed us with a wonderful mother, grandmother and great grandmother. She always wanted her children close beside her. Thanks be to God he granted us the one blessing of being able to be by her side when she passed from this world. We'll always love you Granny and we miss you so much, but by the Grace of God, we'll all meet you again some sweet day. You were my rose Granny. A wonderful rose of my life and I miss you so. But Granny you left us with such beautiful memories, such precious memories that we'll always treasure.

Written by her loving granddaughter,

Shirley (Bentley) Ward


By the help of the Lord and his great mercy I will try in my sad and lonely heart to write the obituary of my loving husband, father, grandfather, and great grandfather who we all loved so very, very much. He was so good to his family and all who knew him.
Ballard was born July 30, 1907 into the family of the late Obe and Mary Jones Ousley. He passed away June 20, 1983 as the result of a car wreck. He was 75 years, 10 months and 21 days old. He belonged to Local No. 6282. He had been a miner all his life until he was old enough to retire.
Ballard was married to Bessie Allen Ousley on August 21, 1928. Into this happy union were born three sons. One died an infant. The two living sons are Ester Ousley of Manton, Kentucky and Melvin C. (Bud) Ousley of Martin, Kentucky. There are three grandchildren and three great grandchildren two brothers, Leonard Ousley of Indiana, and Chester Ousley of Ohio, three sisters: Virgie Hicks of Hippo, Kentucky, Nora Lawson of Betsy Layne, Kentucky and Ethel Sparks of Indiana and a host of relatives and friends who mourn his passing. He did not belong to church but he loved to go to church every Sunday if we were both able to go.
Oh, how I miss him. Home is not home without him anymore. But I hope by God's great mercies I'll see him again some day.

Written by his loving wife,
Bessie Ousley


In loving memory of my dear husband and with much sadness in my heart, I will try to write an obituary of Sage Frasure.
Sage was the son of the late Phillip Frasure and Emma Patton Reffett of Langley, Kentucky. He was born April 9, 1920; and he died suddenly of a heart attack September 4, 1984 at the age of 64.
He married Flossie Mae Tussey on September 2, 1938. To this union three children were born: Delores Frasure, who precede him in death; Ronald Frasure, and Della Ree Hitchcock.
He is survived by wife, Flossie Frasure, two children Ronald Frasure and Della Ree Hitchcock; four brothers: Dewey Frasure, Homer Frasure, Martin Frasure, and Phillip Frasure; three sisters: Dora Allen, Ellen Reffett, and Ora Potter; and ten grandchildren and two great grandchildren.
He was a hardworking man all his life and a devoted husband and father.
He was loved by everyone who knew him. He was a retired coal miner and member of the U.M.W.A.
He never joined a church, but was a firm believer in the Old Regular Baptist. I hope and pray that he had time to pray and call upon the Lord before he died.

Written by his loving wife,
Flossie M. Frasure


With much sadness and a broken heart, I will try to write an obituary of my dear departed mother, Sarah Jane Hall. Mom was born January 5, 1909 to Cleve and Mary Adams Holbrook and passed away July 24, 1984 making her stay here on earth 75 years, 6 months and 19 days.
In the year of 1925 she met and married Bill Hall and to this union were born 12 children, five sons and seven daughters, two sons preceded her in death, Estill and Cleveland, leaving to mourn her loss her husband Bill, seven daughters, Estie Williams, Ruth Belford, Jean Seiter, and Ethel Kincaid all of Marion, Ohio, Mona Lisa Knight of Alexandria, Virginia, Joan Welch of Murray, Utah, Mary Ann Rames of Ashland, Kentucky, three sons of Marion, Ohio, Lloyd, Bill Jr. and Evin. She also leaves 30 grandchildren, 20 great grandchildren and 2 great-great grandchildren. She also leaves three brothers: Curtis Holbrook of Jonancy, Kentucky, Bill Holbrook of Pikeville Kentucky, Grover Holbrook of Lincoln Park, Michigan, three sisters: Cora Pobane of Florida, Bertha Holbrook of Virginia and Elcie Taylor of Waynesburg, Kentucky. Her mother and father, one brother Carol and three sisters Cindy Caudill, Lear Hall and Virgie Osborne all preceded her in death.
Mom joined the Old Regular Baptist Rebecca Church on August 12th, 1952 at Hall, Kentucky and was baptized by Elder Eppie Holbrook. Mom was a faithful member to fill her seat in church until she moved to Marion, Ohio and then wasn't able to go back as often as she wanted to, but went to church here in Ohio as long as she was able to go. She loved the old time ways and would shout all over the church house. The last few years of her life Mom became very sick but she bore her pain and suffered well, for she had hopes of a better home when she left this old troubled world. While she was in the hospital a few days before she passed away, we had a real conversation together and she said in case she slipped away from us children she wanted us not worry over her for she had a better home to go to. I told her we wouldn't worry over where she was going to for we believe she was going home where she would live forever, but we would miss her so much. She also told all of her children at the hospital on a day when she was feeling real bad that those ones that weren't ready to go home with Jesus for them to get ready and come Home to Heaven where she was going to. So we all believe with all our hearts that Mom has gone home to heaven where she will never suffer anymore, I thank God that Mom had such a good talk with us telling where she was going. We love and miss her very much but we know that God loved her more.

Written by a broken-hearted daughter and son Ethel Kincaid and Evin Hall


It is with a sad and broken heart that we will try to write an obituary of our dear departed husband and father, Arthur Isaac. Dad was born January 24, 1931 and departed this life January 23, 1984 making his stay here on earth 52 years, 11 months and 30 days. He was born in Halo, Kentucky to Perry and Lina Johnson Isaac.
In the year of 1951, he met and married Alberta Hall and to this union were born three children, one son: James Arthur serving in the U.S. Navy two daughters: Ann Griffith and Bonnie Wilson of Springfield, Ohio. He also leaves six grandchildren. Besides his dad Perry of McDermott, Ohio he leaves ten brothers and sisters, they are: Sylvester of Wakeman, Ohio, Hearlie of Peebles, Ohio, Allen and Nannie Ewing of McDermott, Ohio, Hiram of Xenia, Ohio, Franklin of Springfield, Ohio, Anna Howard of Hebron, Ohio, Gloria Korns of Newark, Ohio, and Virginia Horsley of Otway, Ohio. He also leaves a great host of brothers and sisters in the church. He was preceded in death by his mother, Lina, a brother Albert and two infant sisters.
Dad joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Little Children's Home in Laurel, Indiana. He was baptized the 3rd Sunday of September in 1974 by Elders Zee Holbrook, Bufford Brock and Roy Caudill. They baptized him in a chair and all three of them held him. Dad had gotten hurt on the job July 29 of that year and we almost lost him three times. With God's mercy he got another chance to change his ways and save his soul and that he did. He told God if he would let him live a little longer he would change. Dad always went to church every weekend. Even at his worse times he would find someone to drive him. In the last few years he had gotten to the point that he couldn't drive at all. He had such a friend in Elder Zee Holbrook and would go to church with him alot. I think Dad felt that his time was coming because the night before he died he wanted to go visiting everyone even after he had been sick all day. Dad tried to hide his illness from most people and a lot of people just didn't believe the way he acted. He tried to laugh and keep a smile on his face all the time. Later after he was baptized he moved his letter the Little Bethel Church in Sligo, Ohio. He loved that church and always felt at home there. He was always talking of ways to help the church. I know that along with his family that his family in the church miss him too. Sleep on Daddy, we hope to see you someday.

Written by a broken hearted family


With the help of the Lord we will try to write the obituary of our son and brother, Clivan Caudill, Jr. June Bug was born September 2, 1952 and departed this life January 4, 1984 making his stay here on earth 31 years, 4 months and 3 days. He was the son of Clivan and Jane Slone Caudill of Hollybush.
Left to mourn his passing is his wife Kathy, one daughter, Stephanie, two sons, Stacy Brent and Clivan Caudill, III, known as Little Dooper. His father, Clivan, mother, Jane, three brothers, Denzil, Don Ray and Asa, six sisters, Betty, Vonda, Geraldine, Maxine, Thelma and Kathy; six nephews, six nieces, many cousins, aunts and uncles and a great host of friends and neighbors.
June Bug joined the Hollybush Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized February 15, 1981 by Brother Burton Ratliff and Brother Willie Vernon Slone. He was a faithful member for almost three years. The Church found him worthy to have hands laid on and to ordain him as a minister of God. He always enjoyed helping in the up build of the church.
June Bug was employed by National Mines for 9 years and 7 months, always willing to work and provide for his family. He also worked as an auto mechanic for anyone who needed his help, never wanting to charge for his work.
We feel that he knew his time was near. On his way back from Sister Katie McKnight's funeral the day before he died, he talked about how he wanted his funeral preached at the Hollybush Church. He wanted everyone to be able to get in where they could hear the word of God. He said he hoped something would be said that would change his family and friends that he loved.
In his last sermon he was blessed to preach, two days before his death, he said how much he loved everyone and how he wished he could take them all in his arms and show them how much he loved them.
Although, June Bug is gone, he left us for a better and happier home in Heaven. Our hearts are broken but we hope to meet our son and brother again in Heaven.

Written by his broken hearted family


Dad was born August 2, 1907 and left us to live with God March 10, 1984 making his stay on earth 76 years 7 months and 6 days. He married Edith Smith and to this union was born eleven children. Two sons preceded him in death. He also had 34 grandchildren and 12 great grandchildren. Dad worked hard to raise us children and taught us all to work hard and have something in life. He worked in a grocery store for 24 years and he missed it so much when he retired because he loved people so much; and missed talking to them. For the last ten years of dad's life he was very sick. He overcame two heart attacks and a stroke. He never complained no matter how sick he was. Dad never attached himself to any church but before he died he talked to me and mom of going to a better home. Dad we miss you so much but I know you are now in no more pain. I know our loss is now Heaven's gain. If dad could speak back, I think he would tell his children, take care of your mom and live a better life and you will see daddy again.

Written by his daughter,
Gwen Caudill


With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write this obituary of Brother Clivan Caudill, Jr. Junior was the son of Clivan and Jane Slone Caudill. He was born September 2, 1952 and departed this life January 4, 1984, making his stay here on earth 31 years, 4 months and 3 days.
In early life Junior met and married Kathy Lynn Gibson and unto this union was born three children. Junior and Kathy was blessed with almost 13 years of a wonderful life. The last three years was the happiest of all, after they felt they had taken the Lord in their home and their lives.
Left to mourn his passing are his wife Kathy, one daughter, Stephanie, two sons, Stacy and Clivan III, known as little Dooper. Also his father, Clivan, his mother, Jane, six sisters: Betty, Vonda Lee, Geraldine, Maxine, Thelma and Kathy; three brothers: Denzil, Don Ray and Asa; many uncles, aunts and cousins and a great host of friends and neighbors.
Brother Junior had proved himself to be anointed of God and the church found him worthy to have hands laid on and to ordain him as a minister of God. He was such a good and faithful member and worked so hard for the up build of the church. The church has lost another good member and pillar that we will greatly miss.
Brother Junior worked hard in the coal mines and as an auto mechanic to provide for his family. He was on the go all the time, working and helping his friends and never wanting to charge them for his work. He loved everyone so much and always wanted to help in anyway he could.
We feel that Brother Junior knew his time was close. On his way back from Sister Katie McKnight's funeral the day before he died, he talked about how he wanted his funeral preached at the Hollybush Church that he so dearly loved. He wanted everyone to be able to get in where they could hear the word of God. He said he hoped that something would be said that would change his family and friends that he so dearly loved.
In his last sermon that he was blessed to preach, he said how much he loved everybody and that he wished he could take them all in his arms and show them how much he loved them.
The last few years of his life have been a light to everyone who knew him. So many times, I have heard him pray for his brothers and sisters and all his friends, hoping they would turn to the Lord. We feel that our loss is Heaven's gain and believe that Brother Junior is now enjoying the realities of Heaven with the Lord and his Angels.
I know that Kathy's home is broken and that Brother Clivan and Jane are heart-broken, however, the Lord said he would not put more on us than we could bear. Just trust in the good Lord and He will see you through the bad times ahead.
I want to say to his family, Brother Junior would not want you to weep for him, but to cry unto the Lord for yourselves, if you want to meet Brother Junior again for that great family reunion, you must do what Brother Junior did a few years ago. Put your life in the Lord's hands and He will take you home to meet Brother Junior again.

Written by a dear friend and brother,
C. B. Smith, with the help of the family


Emit Shepherd the son of the late Dan and Alice Shepherd, born January 29, 1923 and died September 27, 1983, making his stay on earth 60 years, 7 months and 28 days.
He was a world war I I veteran, serving 1 year 8 months and 25 days overseas, during which time he was wounded in Italy on November 6, 1945. After hospitalization for his wounds, he was captured and transferred to a prison camp in Germany, where he was held captive for 16 months until the U.S. forces liberated the prisoners.
During his military service, he received the European African Middle Eastern Campian Medal, The Purple Heart, and a Good Conduct Medal.
He was married to Sandra Arnett on December 25, 1954, a marriage lasting over 28 years and separated only be death. Unto this union there was one son born, Keith Brent Shepherd.
Other survivors include one granddaughter, Katherine Jane Shepherd. Three sisters: Lola Shepherd, Gunlock, Kentucky, Frankie Fugate, Maybee, Michigan, Olivia Alton, Ypsilanti, Michigan. Two brothers: Elmer Shepherd, Tucson, Arizona, Farley Shepherd, Gunlock, Kentucky. Van Shepherd, James Shepherd and 2 infant brothers preceded him in death.
He was a member of the Little Martha Old Regular Baptist Church, joining and being baptized on June 24, 1975 at 9:00 p.m. He loved nothing better than going to church to hear the word of God, going faithfully until hindered by illness. Emit was a pillar of strength, suffering from terminal cancer and heart disease for more than 8 years.
He would often counsel his family and friends to attend church and serve the Lord. He touched many lives during his stay here on earth and served as a teacher and friend but above all he was a faithful and devoted husband and a loving dad.
The funeral was held at Little Martha Old Regular Baptist Church, Friday, September 30, 1983 at 10:00
Burial followed at the Dan Shepherd Family Cemetery at Fredville, Kentucky.
He was so special to us, I know his suffering is over. My mind goes back to the many hospital stays, surgeries, his confinements to bed, the intensive care units and all the times he was on the critical lists. I wish I could have taken his pain.
We are lonely, sad and discouraged. We feel the loss of a strong bond of love. He was our life here on earth. Lord, let me not forget Katherine Jane, Emit's granddaughter. He never got to see her, but somehow Lord, I am sure his prayers live on.
Now, Lord, Emit fulfilled the role you sent him here to do, the job ofa son, husband, father, grandfather, brother and your child.
Now Lord, bind our hearts together with your love. Let us live in the shadow of Emit's love and meet him. Lord, help us through this separation until we meet all our loved ones.
We thank you Lord for Emit to love. We give you the thanks for sharing Emit with us and knowing we shall meet him if we have learned from him what he learned from you-You are the life, the way.
Amos 4:13 says: For, Lo, He that formeth the mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning darkness and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, the Lord, the God of Host, is his name.
May we be ready to meet you as Emit said he was ready to go when you were ready to take him home. Your word tells us, "Wait on the Lord: Be of good courage, and he will strengthen thine heart: Wait, I say, on the Lord." Psalms 27:14.
Forgive us Lord, for weeping, but unite our hearts so that we can live in Emit's memory. Now he is with you, may we not lose sight of that, but be ready as Emit was ready. His many expressions of love and kindnesses will be with us until we meet again.
Dear Lord, may his separation from us make us strong in the things he stood for, and just keep in mind that where he now is we too will be someday, by the same path he had chosen. We are grieving, and the pain is so real.

Written by
Keith Brent Shepherd, Son and Olivia Alton, Sister


With a sadness in my heart and the help of God. I'll try to write an obituary of dear old Dad. He left this world September 29, 1983.
George Preston Castle was born April 25, 1897 at Prestonsburg, Kentucky. The son of Henry Castle and Jahazel Castle.
He left behind to mourn his death, his faithful companion of 64 years, Lou Sinda Castle. Eight children: Hillard M. Castle, Henry H. Castle, Ruby Jean Castle, Mary Ann Smith, William Castle, Ballard Castle, all of Stockbridge, Michigan. One daughter, Febie Shephard of Hueysville, Kentucky who preceded him in death. Elbert L. Castle of Mason, Michigan, Franklin D. Castle of Leslie, Michigan. Thirty seven grandchildren and fifty great grandchildren.
Dad joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1949 at The Old Stonecoal Church. He was in this race along time, just to have two children join him in the old church. Dad didn't have much in life, according to some standards. But the race is over now, he has won the grand prize, a heavenly home. Dear love ones, please turn to God, and we can share Dad's prize, at the end.

Written by his loving son, Elbert L. Castle Hope to meet you in heaven someday


I pray that God will help me write this obituary. The past six years
has been especially hard on the family mentally and physically. But the good Lord has promised, he will not put no more on usthan we can bear.
Brother Jimmy was born November 2, 1926. And deceased April 10, 1984. He was the son of Sol and Annie (Osborne) Tackett. He had one daughter, his father, mother and four brothers proceeded in death. He leaves his wife Leona and two daughters Carol and Donna, seven sons James, Ronald, Billy, Gary, Jerry, Larry and Terry, all of Westland, Michigan. Sixteen grandchildren, four step grandchildren. One brother Clarence, five sisters Kathryn, Bertha, Margie, Mae and Mary to mourn our loss. But I believe Brother Jimmy is resting around the Alter of God. With all his pains and sorrow behind him. He was a very sick man for many years. Now his suffering is over.
We all miss him so much. I am sure his wife and children will spend many lonely hours. I pray that God will be with them and comfort them. He loved his church and his family. If he could talk to us, he would say Repent and live for Jesus. For He is the only way from earth to Glory. The Good Shepherd watches over us all.

Written by his loving sister, Margie Burke


It is with a sad and very broken heart that we attempt to write this obituary of a very dear loved one, Hibbard Little. He was the son of Creed and Sarah Elswick Little. He was born in Pike County on January 15, 1910. He left this troublesome world to be with Jesus November 28, 1983.
He was married to Viola Tackett Little March 28, 1929. He was a faithful hard working husband, striving to give his family the comforts of life. To this union were born six children, five preceded him in death, Justine, Edith, Randall, .end Namon all died in infancy, Hobert Eugene died of a heart attack in 'P979. One lonely daughter, Flo Varney of Virgie survives. He also leaves a grieving widow, 14 grandchildren, 14 great grandchildren.
Brother Hibbard joined the Regular Baptist Church May 30, 1947. He loved God and God's people. When you talked with him, his conversa tion always turned to Jesus and the church.
He was a man that loved his family and his grandchildren and great grandchildren all loved their Papaw.
He was a retired miner and suffered much with his lungs, going to church many times when he wasn't able. But he's gone to a country where he has a new set of lungs filled with God's spirit and will never suffer any more.
He was a Deacon in the Enterprise Church, where he served his duties well.
His family all loved him dearly and grieves daily over this terrible loss of such a loved one. We miss you Papaw and we hope to see you again some day. We believe he is in heaven where he always talked about going some day. God be with you.

Written by his broken hearted wife, Viola Little and his bereaved family, and by his sister in the church, Sister Edith Tackett


Gone home at last. For the past five years this has been her plea"Take me home".
Hettie Layne Tackett Ray, the daughter of Abbey and Corrilla Anderson Tackett, was born February 15, 1906. She was married to Noah Ray. To this union was born two children: Margaret Hope Ray Green and Noah D., Jr. Junior preceded his mother in death February 8, 1977. She also had two grandchildren: Nancy Lea Green Bias and Tony Ray, three great-grandchildren: Caroline Hope Bias, Tony, Jr. and Michael Ray.
Hettie came from a large family that is swiftly going back to mother earth. She leaves three sisters: Bessie Osborne, Lakeland, Florida, Edith Tackett, Virgie, Kentucky, Opal Allen, Proctorville, Ohio-two brothers: Wick Tackett, Lexington, Kentucky, Stanford Tackett, Virgie, Kentucky.
Hettie had spent the last few years in the Mountain Manor Nursing Home where she loved all the staff working there and kept them entertained with her lovely singing. No matter how bad she felt, she was always willing to sing for anyone who asked and her lovely voice always stayed strong and melodious. She joined the Enterprise Church about 50 years ago and remained a faithful member until her death.
Hettie had a hard life in this world, but when Jesus gives her the keys to the mansion prepared for her and her long white robe, her lovely voice will be tuned to sing in the heavenly choir and all her toils and sorrows will be over.

Her sister in the flesh and in the Lord,
Edith Tackett


With many sweet memories and a lonely and sad heart, I'll try to write the obituary of our dad and loving husband.
Dad was born on September 29, 1912 to Roach and Anna Sparkman of Hueysville, Kentucky, making his stay here on earth 71 years. Dad was married to mom, Julia Bentley on March 28, 1931. Born unto them were three children. They were Gladys Compton of Shiloh, Ruby Tackett of Shiloh and Dalphene Spencer of Morehead, Kentucky. Surviving are three brothers. They are Willie and Johnny Sparkman of Hueysville, Kentucky and Homer Sparkman of Willard, Ohio. There are eleven grandchildren and fourteen great grandchildren who miss him very much.
Dad gave his heart to God 51 years ago and was baptized into the Old Regular Baptist Church. Dad has been a light to his children in the world. He went to church as long as he was able. After he could no longer walk and go to church, he loved for the brothers and sisters to come to his house have meetings. I know it helped on his journey.
The death angel came the 14th of October in 1983, leaving our home so lonely and sad. I believe Dad fell asleep in the arms of Jesus. Dad couldn't speak to us before he left us. There was much sadness and sometimes joy in his loving face. We know Dad hated to leave us in this sinful world. We love and miss Dad very much, but, God loved him more. God needed another rose for his Garden.
I believe Dad could see into Glory Land just before he went to sleep. As my sister, Ruby, stood beside his bed, he pointed his finger out the window. He was trying to show her something that natural eyes cannot see. She said his eyes sparkled and were so bright, no doubt what he saw was beautiful. Oh, how I longed to see what Dad had seen.
I know Mom misses Dad very much. She's like the little dove mourning because she has lost her mate. I hope and pray, if it's the Lord's Will, that he'll leave Mom with us awhile to fill in the sadness and the emptiness since Dad has gone.
Dad labored hard in the coal mines to raise his children. But, now his laboring and suffering is over. When he became sick and unable, he didn't complain. He took it like a soldier.
He's much more than a dad or grandfather. He was a friend who was always there when we needed him. He left us so many good memories to keep us all going on. He had the patience of Job and wisdom of the Bible that God had given him throughout the years. His place at the table is empty now, but I'm sure he's feasting on God's Glory.
All the atomic bombs cannot wake Dad. But when Gabriel blows his trumpet, Dad will awaken and go home with that blood washed band. I have hopes of seeing Daddy again and I believe, I'll know him on that bright and heavenly shore. Sleep on Dad, take your peaceful sleep. I know It's what you were longing for.
Oh my children and loving sisters, if you want to see Daddy again, get your ticket while there is still time, for time is running out.
The entire family would like to express thanks and appreciation to all the friends and brothers and sisters of the church who helped ease the pain.

Written by his broken hearted family


With great sorrow, I try to write this obituary of my mother, Susie Hughes Adkins. You were a great mother and the best of friend to everyone who knew you. You never let anyone leave your home hungry.
Mom was born August 2, 1896 to Daniel Hughes and Martha Prater Hughes. She was married to Jack Adkins, who preceded her in death February 14, 1953. She often talked of Dad and how lonely it was without him; but I feel they are both together now.
Mom joined the Old Regular Baptist Church 38 years ago. She left four children to mourn her death-Mildred Bellamy, Orville, Tramble, and Ezra Adkins and one foster daughter, Christine Hughes Vanderpool. Two brothers-Billie Hughes and Jake Hughes, and one sister Sara Collins. 15 grandchildren, 29 great grandchildren, 4 foster grandchildren and 4 foster foster great grandchildren.
Mom, we all miss you, but our loss is Heaven's gain. We hope we can all meet you in Heaven some day.

Sadly missed by
Daughters and Sons


It is with deep grief that I attempt to write this obituary of our precious son and husband of Jackie, James Monroe Vanderpool, who was born May 26, 1951 and deceased this life March 5, 1984, who was the son of Monroe Vanderpool and Mary Smith Vanderpool of Hippo, Kentucky, both parents and his companion survive.
In all my dozens of years in writing, this is the most difficult task that I have faced.
January 1, 1982 James was united in marriage to Jacqueline Wireman of Waldo, Magoffin County, Kentucky, the daughter of Arnold and Fairley Wireman. No children were born unto this union. Elder Jimmie Hall performed the marriage ceremony.
James was born at Hippo, Kentucky and lived in this community all of his 32 years of life. It seemed that everyone that he came in contact was a friend as his cheerful personality seemed to reach their heart. Before his marriage he built his home with the help of his companion, Jackie. He was a boy that wanted to work and make his own way in this life. He did not want to put a hardship on any person.
His death came as an accident while working at a Coal Tipple on Caney Fork of Middle Creek, he being a Foreman of the Company of Nerco Hiller Coal Company.
Surviving brothers are: Fred, Clyde, and Carl Ray of Hippo, Kentucky and Lowell of Willard, Ohio.
One sister survives: Jewell Vanderpool Cook of East Bernstadt, Kentucky.
One grandmother survives: I lant Smith of Gunlock, Kentucky.
Surviving relatives and friends are so numerous that I could not begin to estimate the number. Probably everyone that he came in contact with was a friend to him, as he always had a smile and something to say seemed like to cheer them along their way. As I look at all of the wall of the church house covered with beautiful flowers, then I know how he was loved.
James did not belong to any church. He did notice the walks of Christian people and respected them. Oftimes in my council to him he would say "Dad you do not have to tell me that because I know about the Life which you have lived before me." His mother-in-law said that he had made remarks that he would like to be like his Daddy.
James had been carrying a tiny Bible in his billfold for years, which was faded and worn with date 1975 dated in the back. This brought back memories of a little testament which I carried through the Battlefields of Europe during World War II. James companion requested that this bible which he was carrying be buried with him.
Now a precious loved one is gone. An emptiness is in my soul that only God can help. We do hope that James, before his soul left this earth that he touched the garment of Jesus. His companion said that he had asked her in the mornings if she ever thanked God that he had let her live through the nights. He told her that he did. God only knows the Destination of a person when they leave this earth. The judgment which God will give to all persons will be right.
As the song we sing "Oh, if I had some secret place that I might hide from sorrow", I do feel and believe with all my heart that I have that with my God.
My companion and myself have been serving God for many years. I know not who belongs to God, but if James' brothers and sister, companion, relatives and friends have not made peace with God, I do hope they will consider their ways while life and opportunity affords them the privilege. We know death is coming to us, but know not when.
In my farewell words, I pray that the good Lord will look down upon my afflicted companion and little Jackie (James loved her so dearly) and strengthen them. I hope our family can grow closer, and I hope I can dedicate my life more fully in serving my God. I am not an old man, but I know that I am nearing my Life's end, and oh how I wish all my relatives and natural friends would meet with all of God's people in Heaven where pain, grief and sorrow will be no more.
Great consollation has been given me since I have written the foregoing, Charlotte, the bookkeeper of the Company where James worked said he had told her in talking to her that if he was killed that the Lord's arms were open for him.

Written by his father
Brother Monroe Vanderpool


Claude was born January 28, 1907, and passed away October 4, 1981. He was one of 4 sons and 2 daughters of the late Dan and Emily Francis Ratliff Prater. Surviving is one sister Bethel Hicks and one brother Perry Prater.
Biddie was born July 13, 1906, and passed away November 26, 1983. She was one of 10 daughters and one son of the late Mont and Jemima Ousley. Surviving sisters are Arvilla Spradlin, Sylvia Crum and Sina Davis and a brother Oscar Ousley.
They were married February 21, 1924. To this union was born one son, Taylor Lloyd Prater, of Hueysville, and four daughters, Dixie Adkins, Claudine Rice, and Maggie Allen, of Hueysville and Lila Francis DeRossett of Allen.
Mama joined the Philadelphia Regular Baptist Church in January of 1949.
She and Papa went to church often until Mama became sick. Papa didn't join the church, but he enjoyed hearing good preaching and singing as good as anyone.
Papa was a retired coal miner and a member of the U.M.W.A., District 30, Local No. 1711.
Other survivors include twelve grandchildren: Adam Adkins, Gregory and Stevie Allen, Gwenetta Allen Howard, Paul, Rebecca and Cyrena Rice, Kimberly and Emily DeRossett, Rodney and Rhonda Prater and Melissa Prater Bailey. Two great-grandchildren: Heath Adkins and Shirley Renee Adkins Click.
Two grandchildren preceded them in death: Shirley Adkins and Randy Neil DeRossett.
Mama and Papa are missed, but we all believe that both are together and at rest.

Written by Family


Artie Tackett Damron was born May 30, 1885 at Robinson Creek, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late Hiram and Nancy Damron Tackett. She grew up a few hundred feet from the Robinson Creek Old Regular Baptist Church. In later life as she would help work at the Robinson Creek Church she would often tell of her childhood days working and playing on the little knoll where the church house now stands. She departed this life April 6, 1984 at the age of 98 years, 10 months and 6 days.
On September 10, 1903 she was married to Elisha Damron, the son of the late Alfred and Mary Kinney Damron. To this union was born 9 children. Four sons preceded them in death. Elisha preceded Artie in death April 2, 1949. For over 46 years they had shared the joys and sorrows of life. Artie remained a widow for the 35 years of her life that remained.
She is survived by 2 sons: Martin Damron and Thomas J. Damron both of Santa Barbara, California, and 3 daughters; Virginia Adkins, Virgie, Kentucky, Nannie Mae Combs, of Redding, California and Oma Elizabeth Walters of Ashland, Kentucky. She is also survived by 18 grandchildren and 34 great grandchildren. She loved her children very much and they loved her too. She enjoyed her visits with them and often talked about how she enjoyed flying in a jet plane to visit some of them.
Artie and Elisha joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in August, 1947. After telling an experience of grace they were baptized by Elder Frank Hopkins and Elder Baxter Osborne. They requested their membership be at the Robinson Creek Church. She loved the Lord and she loved the Robinson Creek Church.
Sister Artie was gone this spring but the beautiful flowers that she planted around the church still bloomed. When she was able she would walk to the church and spend hours and hours caring for these flowers. Many of the Robinson Creek members affectionately called her "Ole Faithful". The weather would not get too bad for Sister Artie to come to church. When she got disable to walk Gratho and Virginia would bring her.
She had a special love for people. She was always making little gifts for them and she tried to make the lives of others more cheerful. She loved the song "Just One Rose Will Do". She knew it was the intent from the heart that was important.
As the white lily tree she planted in the church yard never forgets to bloom so will the life she lived be remembered and greatly missed.

Written by Virginia Adkins and Elder Dewey Roberts


How do you say good-bye to a precious father? Hoover Curtis Akers left this life to go home with Jesus on Tuesday, October 4, 1983. Let it be known that Dad lived his whole life for his family, making each of us feel so very loved in his own special way.
He entered this world on October 12, 1928 in the home of his parents, Allen Wince and Myrtle Boyd Akers as the fourth of seven surviving children. In the mountains that surround us now, Dad spent many a happy day with Ervin, Evan, Daniel, Lazelle, Ray and Juanita. He left these hills of Kentucky with a homesick heart to find work in Ohio.
Dad was a builder by trade and a builder by heart-molding his world around his sweet loving wife of 36 years, Helene Conn Akers. Their foundation was laid on June 7, 1947 in Lancer, Kentucky. Unto this union was brought the first building stone, Sherry Helen, the next Sandra Kay, and the family home was completed with their baby girl Sheila, in Vermilion.
Dad always put us first, letting us live our own lives, choose our own paths, and guiding the paths we chose. Thru the storms that raged our lives, he was always there to take our hands and comfort us. Dad had his way of turning the darkest cloud into a beautiful rainbow.
One by one his girls left the family home to make homes of their own. Sherry chose Allen Ray Bohl, Sandra chose Lindy E. West and Sheila chose Lawrence Kenneth Peachock.
Dad was blessed with three handsome grandsons, Brett Allen, Shane Patrick and Nathan Gregory. He lovingly called them "his boys". He was more than just Grandad to his boys. He was their friend, their confider, and a compassionate guide. Two little rosebuds bloomed, his darling granddaughters, Heidi Cherie and Valerie Lynn. They blossomed in a special place in Dad's heart which he prepared for his two little angels.
Dad was a man of strong values in life: honesty, brotherhood, dedication to excellance in work, and a true faith in God.
Dad saw a job through to the finest detail in every aspect of his life. His final detail, the most important of all, was to tell us all to "Trust in the Lord"'
With saddened hearts, but joyful souls-we say "good-bye, Dad."
Precious Lord, take his hand . . . lead him home.

We miss you,
Sherry, Sandy & Sheila


It is for the love and concern of a dear old sainted sister, that I will try to write an obituary of my dear sister Lura Hamilton. The daughter of the late Joe and Sally Ann Hughes of the Mousie, Kentucky area.
She was born September 27, 1902 and departed this life April 12, 1983 at the Methodist Hospital of Pikeville, Kentucky. After spending some days in serious condition suffering from a stroke.
At the age of approximately 22, she was married to Dewey Gibson of Right Beaver, Kentucky. And to this union was born 1 daughter, Sylvia. She and her first husband were divorced. Then she married, Jake Hamilton of Allen, Kentucky and to this union were no children born. But Jake cherished Sylvia as his own child.
In the year of May 8, 1966, Sister Lura was converted and gave her hand to become a member of The Regular Baptist Church, and took her membership at The New Salem Church at Harold, Kentucky and was a very faithful member until death. She is survived by her daughter Sylvia and son in law, Russell Wilson of Wawaka, Indiana, and her 4 grandchildren, 9 great grandchildren, her relatives, friends, brothers and sisters of the church and neighbors to mourn her passing.
I have had so many wonderful conversations with her concerning her hard trials of life. And her joy in her's and our precious redeemer, King Jesus. She lived a lonely life by herself after Jake died. She said brother Edd I know I can go live with Sylvia in Indiana, and she wanted me to. But I am an independent person.
Sylvia and Russell and grandchildren, I know you loved her so very much and she talked of her love for you all. And you stood by her side to answer her ever call in her time of sickness in the hospital. But no doubt she is much better off than we are. She has ceased from her labor and went on to rest in peace until as said by Job 14 chapter: 12-15 verses. These scriptures are very much cherished by the children of the Kingdom. Having the living Hope in their souls bring to their attention the wonderful consolation of laying down in the grave in peaceful rest in the name of The King of Glory until the wrath of the Great Soverign God of all Eternity has passed. And the Heavens be no more. And that he has appointed a time to call them, his believers, the children of the Kingdom, from the power of the grave, give them the new (Spiritual) body, meet them in the air, and convey them to Glory to appear in the present of The Father of eternal ages.
Bless Christ when our minds is clear of pain, misery, sorrow, and tribulations of this present world and we can thank or he causes us to meditate on him and his righteousness, it is then we can say as the old writer did., His joy, kindness, and love is altogether to good for wretched me.
So my final words in this obituary is sleep on dear pilgrim sister. May God Bless your little family, keep them, guide them, and lead them, that they may meet you in Glory Land.

Written by her brother in hope of sweet glory Elder C. Edd Kidd


Kensus Spurlock "Big Daddy" of Printer, Kentucky was born September 11, 1895. God called him home on December 7, 1983. He was the son of the late John H. and Emma Tibbs Spurlock.
He was married to Sally Meade Spurlock who preceded him in death. Unto this union were born three children: one daughter Kitty Spurlock Swiger, who preceded him in death. He leaves behind his two sons: Clinton Spurlock and Kenneth Spurlock; three brothers, Floyd Spurlock, Cass Spurlock, and Caner Spurlock; one sister, Fon Stumbo; 6 grandchildren, 29 great-grandchildren and one great-great grandchild.
He was a member of the Salisbury Old Regular Baptist Church and lived a faithful member until the good Lord called him home.
We all miss Big Daddy very much, but with the Christian life he lived and the strong faith and hope he left with us. We feel that in Heaven he rests with our Lord.

Written by

Written by his granddaughter, Amelia Swiger Shanley


Belvia A. Offenbaker, born September 29, 1895, in Pike County, Kentucky, to Joseph Lee and Rebecca Tackett Calhoun, passed away at her home in Beaver, Ohio, on May 24, 1984. She was predeceased by her husband, George E. Offenbaker, of Beaver, Ohio, whom she married on May 22, 1926. Other preceding her in death were her father and mother, four brothers, one sister, one son, one daughter, and her first husband, Tom Roberts.
Mrs. Offenbaker is survived by one son, McCarty Roberts of Robinson Creek, Kentucky. She is survived by five daughters: Mrs. Gladys Adams of Beaver, Ohio, Mrs. Lillian Bartley of Virgie, Kentucky, Mrs. Addie Birchan of Columbus, Ohio, Mrs. Alta Odle of Waverly, Ohio, and Mrs. Betty Mason of Beaver, Ohio, with whom she resided. She is survived by two sisters, Mrs. Lillian Tackett and Mrs. Kathryn Stratton of Pikeville, Kentucky, Also surviving are 26 grandchildren, 37 great-grandchildren, 18 great-great-grandchildren, and several nieces and nephews.
In August, 1944, she became a member of the Enterprise Old Regular Baptist Church at Wales, Kentucky. Due to prolonged illness during the latter years of her life, she was unable to attend the Enterprise Church; therefore, she attended the Little Ettie Old Regular Baptist Church at Beaver, Ohio.

Written by her daughter, Betty, and granddaughter, Christy Mason


With much love and a sad heart, I write this obituary of our father, Jay Justice. Dad was born the fifth son to Will and Rissie Farmer Justice on April 17, 1902 and passed away May 25, 1984, making his stay here 82 years, one month, and eight days. His father and mother preceeded him in death as did six of his brothers. They were Hut, Liburn, Leston, Layne, Bill, and Dick. He leaves two other brothers, Charlie and Walter of Pikeville, and one sister, Amanja Rowe of Virgie, Kentucky.
In his young days he met my mother Martha Ray and on September 29, 1923 they were wed. To this union were born six children: Arland Justice of River Rouge, Michigan; Mabel Roberts of Macon, Georgia; Katherine Hoak of Lincoln Q ark Michigan: Beatrice Breakenkamp of Lexington Kentucky; Barbara Brewer of River Rouge, Michigan; and Jay Justice, Jr. of Southgate, Michigan. He was a grandfather to 27 of our children and a great grandfather to 25 of their children.
Our dad was a hard working man all of his life. He was a carpenter by trade. I remember when we were young, he would come home after working all day and then spend hours in his garden and orchard, which he dearly loved.
I don't ever remember a single day we didn't have food on our table, and enough food left over for people less fortunate than ourselves. Only now that I'm an adult, do I appreciate how hard he had to work to make all that possible.
Our father became a Christian exactly 10 years to the day before his death. He was baptized at the Old Regular Baptist Church in Pikeville, Kentucky on May 25, 1974. He loved to go to church as long as he was able to go. His eyes had gotten so bad in the last few years, he could no longer read his Bible. Even though he could no longer read the Bible, he was able to listen to tapes of the Old and New Testament, which he enjoyed so much.
Dad's last week with us were the saddest days of our lives. It was so hard to see him lay there so helpless, but we are all thankful we could be by his side those last days and do what we could to make him comfortable.
We would like to thank all the friends, relatives and the members of the Little Ida, and Pikeville Baptist Church, who were so kind and thoughtful. In addition, we would like to especially thank Whipple Reynolds. There was no man our father respected more. Dad's resting place is in Johnson Memorial Cemetary, Pikeville, Kentucky.

Written by his children and wife