AMBURGEY, DAISY MAE --Precious in the eyes of the Lord is the death of his saints, and we can surely say this about this, our dear Mother and Sister in the Lord, to wit: Daisey Mae Harper Amburgey. She was born March 24, 1914 in Knott County, Kentucky, the daughter of the late Orvill and Polly Ann Harper. She deceased this life for her bright eternal home Saturday evening August 2, 1981. God blessed Sister Daisey to live upon His good Earth 67 years, 4 months and 7 days, bringing much joy and happiness to those she met along life's pathway. On April 26, 1919, she became a faithful and devoted wife to the late Jasper Amburgey, a boyhood sweetheart of her native Knott County. Together, they shared life's heartaches and disappointments, joys, pleasures and happiness for over 51 years. She was left so lonely by the death of Bro. Jasper on May 16, 1980. They were blessed with four sons: Ivel and O.J. preceded her in death. Two sons are left to mourn the loss of a loving and caring mother; they are Arthur and Jackie of Charlestown, Indiana. Also left are four daughters: Ruie, Mrs. Orbin Collins, of Burlington, Ky.; Lola, Mrs. Wallas Whitlow, and Opal, Mrs. Dennis Bostock, both of Charlestown, Indiana; and Violet, Mrs. Robert Asbury, of New Albany, Indiana; twenty grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren, who will miss the love and affection of a lovely grandmother; two brothers, Wilson and Bill; and one sister, Mrs. Gladys Slone, all of Knott County. In the year of 1959 Sister Daisy gave her hand to become a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church. Her membership was with the Big Creek Church, Indian Bottom Association. For twenty-two years she lived a quiet, humble life. Her dress was modest, her talk was Godly, and her desire was to let her light shine -- not for her glory and honor, but all to the glory and honor of God. Oh, if other mothers in Israel would pattern their lives after Sister Daisy. Very quiet, yet kind and gentle. I have seen her rejoice in the God of her salvation many times in church. I never went to her humble home but what she would offer you something to eat, and before you left she would ask for prayer. She was so rich in the Lord, yet never boastful. One never heard Sister Daisy say, "I am a Christian," or "I belong to a church." Her walks and her everyday life proved that she was different from the world and that she had drunk from the fountain that never runs dry. On Saturday before she passed away, Brother Paul and I visited her in the hospital. She asked for prayer and wanted us to sing. Bless that food that is satisfying to a hungry soul. All day long Saturday, the day of her flight home, she talked to Brother Arthur and Ruie of Jesus. She told them she loved them, and she was going home. Bless that morning when we will see Sister Daisy again. . . when that frail body that housed her soul here will be free of worry and pain. She walked humble here. I feel she will take the wings of the morning and fly to Heaven, sweet Heaven, to ever be with the Lord. The pride of life, society and the ways of the world never bothered Sister Daisy. Her delight was in serving the Lord. To you, her dear children, please remember the life your dear mother lived and try to pattern your life after her. Say not good-bye, just a little while, Mom; and if we serve the same God you did, and receive a new birth in Christ, we will meet again in the Heaven you now enjoy.
Your humble servant, Bro. Hillard Newsome

AMBURGEY, RUBY (CREECH)--On November 17, 1978, the Lord took Ruby home to be with Him. The terrible cancer which had devastated her body emerged victorious over the mortal frame, but the immortal soul was released into that land of eternal bliss, there to be with the God she had loved and served while on this earth. Ruby's legacy to the family was not in material foods. Though money always seemed to come easily to her, it went from her just as readily - shoes for a student who needed them, a coat for a neighbor, food for a family out of work, a home for a child and on and on. Some said people took advantage of her generosity, and perhaps that is so, but I believe that Ruby will receive her reward in Heaven, for our Lord has said, "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these, my brethren, ye have done it unto me." Some of my earliest recollections center around Ruby and her Bible. After supper she would gather the family together to read the Bible. She usually did the reading, stopping sometimes to elaborate on a particular passage, and many times ending the readings with a song of praise. She was responsible for starting me as a child to reading the Bible nightly, so that by the time I finished grade school, I had read the Bible in its entirety. She was always interested in learning, even though sickness forced her to drop out of high school after only one year. She met and rnarried Arnold C. Amburgey during World War II, but he was felled by a bullet to the head before he could return to her. She never remarried and, at the age of thirty- two, decided to return to school to become a teacher. For the remainder of her life, Ruby taught school and she loved every minute of it. She loved each of her students in a very special way and would never tire of listening to them, of explaining things to them, or of just being with them. And as she reached out to her students in love, they responded in like manner to her -- and sent her on that "dream" trip to England. During the last years of her life, Ruby took care of Mom and Dad and raised two nieces in addition to her teaching responsibilities. Even then the cancer was eating at her body, yet she persisted in caring for those she loved. Less than two years after Mom's death, Ruby was gone, too. But her memory will live forever in the heart of each surviving family member and, I'm sure, in the hearts of those students she loved so dearly. Yes, Ruby's legacy to us was NOT material goods -- it was something far more lasting, something we can never lose: she left us with a sure knowledge that a life lived unselfishly is the most godly. May the Lord help us to live by that example.

BALDRIDGE, OLUS --As I sit here all alone this evening, with many heartaches and sorrows, yet many sweet memories to look upon, I will try to write an obituary of my loving husband, Olus Baldridge. He was born September 3, 1913, and passed from this life August 16, 1980, at the Prestonsburg Hospital in an emergency. His stay here on Earth was 66 years, 11 months and 13 days. One son preceded him in death. Olus was the son of Elder Charlie Baldridge and Allie Maggard Baldridge. Early in life he met and married Deletha Owens. They were united May 9, 1936. Deletha was the daughter of Jeff Owens and Rachel Owens. Olus leaves to mourn their loss his wife, Deletha Baldridge; three daughters: Bettie Sue Watts, Linda Maggard and Brenda Combs; three sons-in-law: Ray Watts, Mosses Maggard and Randlee Combs; seven grandchildren, one great-granddaughter; one sister, Joyce Harrison, Louisville, Ky., his Brothers and Sisters in the Lord, and many friends and relatives. To know Olus was to love him; he loved everyone. I was with him for 44 years and I never heard him say a harmful word about anyone. If he couldn't say anything good, he didn't say anything. Olus joined the New Home Church of Old Regular Baptist in November, 1950. He was ordained a minister of God in November, 1954. He was a faithful servant. Through the years I have seen him get out and go when he was so sick, but he never complained; the church was his life. In 1972 he had both legs amputated at the U.K. Medical Center in Lexington, Ky. His suffering was great, but he bore it with patience. He would never complain. He would always say, "I am glad to be among the living." He was a wonderful husband and a good father, and he worked hard to Support his family. He was always ready to help his friends any way he could. We loved him so much, but we feel our loss is heaven's gain. All our children and grandchildren, when they had any questions, would come to Daddy and Papaw. He always had an answer, and they would go away satisfied. I stood by his bed for eighty-seven days and nights. I was always glad to see the dawn of another day, that he had made it through another night. I know there was a hand reaching down to help him, and also the prayers of his brothers and sisters and many friends kept him with us the past year. He was very sick the last two months. I could see him going, day by day. He was in a wheel chair. The last words I heard him say were,"Oh, Lord, if I could just go on and get out of this suffering." I feel he is not suffering anymore; he is resting around the throne of God. I could go on writing, but could never put down on paper what a wonderful person he was. I want to say to his children and grandchildren, "if you want to see Daddy and Papaw again, fall out with sin, and walk in his footsteps, and you will see him again, where we will never have to say goodbye anymore." Brother Olus Baldridge also served the Pilgrim Home Church as their moderator for several years. He also served a Regular Baptist Church up in Indianapolis, Indiana, and the New Home Church for nine years as their moderator. He also served the Indian Bottom Association for eleven years, nine years as clerk. He has been a great teacher and a great man to work with. I feel that if he could look back down here, here is what he would say. "My brethren all, I bid adieu. In time . . . I'l I never more see you, but soon we'll meet above."
Written by his good wife, Sister Deletha Baldridge, and Bro. McKinley McIntosh, a Brother-in-Hope

BLAIR, IVALEAN SLONE --We ask the Lord to bless us as, with much sadness in our hearts, we will try to write te obituary of our daugher, Ivalean Slone Blair.Ivalean was born July 24, 1955. She was 25 years, 5 months and 27 days when the Lord called her home.Ivalean leaves to mourn her passing her husband, Vennon Blair, and two daughters, Viriginia Lynn, age four, and Matilda Ann, 2 1/2 months. She also leaves her parents, Edgle and Claudia Slone, one sister, Pamela Moore of Mallie, Kentucky, three nieces and two nephews, and her grandmother, Susie Slone, at the Knott County Nursing Home. Ivalean felt the need for Christ in her life, and at the age of 15 she joined the Caney Baptist Church and followed with baptism. Ivalean was well-liked by all who knew her. Ivalean still believed the "old time religion" was the best way, and she really lived it the best she could. She held fast to what she was taught. She loved old people, and spent many nights away from home caring for her grandma and grandpa. Her grandpa got sick one night and she walked about a half-mile to get us at 3:00 in the morning. She was eight years old at the time. We believe with all our hearts that she is resting in the arms of Jesus, and that some day soon we will all be together again. We pray that the Lord will help us to care for her two beautiful girls, and we can tell them what a wonderful mama she was and how much she loved them. To all her friends and relatives who do not know what a dear friend Jesus is, just reach out, He is there waiting to lead you to that beautiful home He went away to prepare for us.
Written by her broken-hearted parents, Claudia and Edgle Slone

BROWN, WILLIAM C. --"Man that was born of woman is of a few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth as a flower, and is cut down; he fleeth as a shadow, and continueth not; but man dieth and wastieth away, yea, he givath up the Ghost, and where is He, there the wicked cease from troubling and there the weary be at rest." Job said," if a man dieth, shall he live again, all the days of my appointed time, I will wait till my change comes, thou shalt call and I will answer thee; thou wilt have a desire to the work of thine hand." So was Bro. William C. Brown. He was the son of Dock F. Brown and Harriett Brown. He was born at Crown, Letcher County, Ky, January 1, 1898, and he passed from this life at the Methodist Hospital Pikeville, Ky., March 23, 1981, making his stay here on Earth 83 years, two months and seventeen days. Early in life he met and married a sweet and a good little woman, whose name was Callie Mullins Brown. They united August 31, 1923, and lived a happy and devoted life together. To this union was born one daughter, Mrs. Mable Brown Owens, of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Bro. William C. Brown was a retired merchant, having operated a business at Whitesburg, Letcher County, Ky., and for a number of years after that, having run a general store in Jeff, Perry County, Ky. Several years ago, and at last, Bro. William C. Brown saw the need of a saviour, and he began to seek the Lord for mercy. And, at the Lord's time. He looked down from Heaven and said, "Well done my good and faithful servant and loving child, you are freely forgiven. Now go home to your friends and tell them what great things the Lord has done tor thee." So, September 6, 1969, he came home to the Happy Home Church, telling the Brothers and Sisters how the Lord had saved him from that awful burning lake where people die, and never die, but suffer, and never die. The church gladly received him, and he was baptized September 7, 1969. He did live a devoted life until death. He is survived by his wife, Callie Brown; one daughter, Mable Brown Owens of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma; one sister, Pearly Cornett, Whitesburg, Ky.; one brother, James Brown, Frankfort, Ky.; three grandchildren; a large congregation of Brothers and Sisters in the church, and many friends and relatives who mourn his passing. So, now to all his friends and relatives, Bro. William C. Brown is gone home to live with Jesus forever. Now, if you want to ever see Bro. William C. Brown again, you must do as he did, fall out with sin and look to Jesus. He will be pleased to take you in. So farewell you all, BRO. MCKINLEY MCINTOSH AND BRO. LEWIS CRAFT

CAUDILL, LOVEL --It is with humble and contrite hearts that we announce the death of our dear father and companion, Lovel Caudill. Lovel entered our world on May 6, 1924, of his loving parents, Cindy and Ike Caudill, in Jeremiah, Kentucky. Our Lord offered His home to him on June 2, 1981, while at his residence in Cincinnati, Ohio. Lovel was 57 years and 27 days old when he began his new life in Christ's presence. Lovel met his dedicated wife, Gracie Adams, at Redfox, Kentucky, located in Knott County. Inspired by love, they joined as one in God's sight on January 1, 1947. In October 1954 Lovel and Gracie were baptized together into our Lord's service at Blair Branch Church. He dedicated the remainder of his life to performing the wishes that God bestowed upon him as a model father. He worked hard to better the life of his family. It was during this time, in 1974, when he became permanently disabled while working as a mechanic for Sears Roebuck and Company. Lovel left six brothers: Lott, Lowell, David, Dorse, Donald and Ikie. He met his brother Lawrence. He also left three sisters: Delta, Dana and Deloris. His five children, Gary, Larry, Lovel, Barry and Darlene can keep him alive only in their memories, which they will cherish forever.
Written by his son-in-law, Louis M. Blank
I have always found Brother Lovel to be a true and faithful brother in and out of the church, and a close brother in love with everybody who came in contact with him. He would always meet me and my companion at the door of his home with a pleasing smile, as would his dear companion, Sister Gracie. My wife misses his calls when he would talk on the phone to me. He was a person you could depend upon anytime. The day before he passed away, he called and said,"Everything living must die." In his last days he seemed to be be very happy in the Lord.
Written by Brother Cleon Combs and wife

My prayer to God is that our children will take Dad's advice and make peace with God and meet him in a far better world than this, where parting never comes. I'll meet Lovel again and Heaven is sweeter now, thank God Jesus is helping me bear the burden and pain. Written by Gracie Caudill, his wife 

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Love -- For the brethren. I John 3:14 "we know that we have passed from death unto life, because we love the brethren." For his church and the Word of God. For his family and neighbors. For his children. He was a man that knew and showed the love of God.
0 Others - Jesus first, yourself last, and others in between. He thought of others, their feelings, their desires, their needs. Whatever touched others, touched Bro. Lovel. He took time for children. My little girl is 8 years old and she loved him. Why? Because he took time to speak and smile and laugh. He took time for others.
V Victory in Jesus -- I Cor. 15:54-55 "So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?" O Victory in Jesus, my savior forever. He sought me and bought me with His redeeming blood. He loved me ere I knew Him and all my love is due Him. He plunged me to victory beneath the cleansing flood. Victory only comes after the battle has been fought. If there is no battle, there is no victory. For many years our brother has been in battle, but today, the blood-stained banner of our Lord is unfurled and he has conquered death. And Satan has received a wound. For Bro. Lovel is standing tonight victoriously with Jesus Christ. The battle is over and the sound of the swords clashing can be heard no more. The river of death has been crossed and he stands in the presence of God.
E Eternal - There is a part of a man that will never die. Nothing else living possesses it. It is the soul. That is one part that goes back to the God that gave it. Many people take care of the body, but few take care of the soul. Bro. Lovel took care of the soul. His body was wracked with pain and he suffered much in the past years, but the soul was prepared for the journey and is the ETERNAL part. His soul lives today with God. Mark 8:36 "For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?"
L Loyal, Loved, Longing -- He was loyal to his family and loved them dearly. He was a faithful husband and a loving father. He had a longing to see his Savior, and God must have felt the same way, for He took him and fulfilled that longing. 'Psalm 63:1 - 7 "O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee; my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is; to see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary. Because thy loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee. Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name. My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips; when I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice."

COMBS, LENA --Lena Combs was born December 2, 1928 in Tennessee, and died December 18, 1980. She is survived by her husband, Watson Combs, and her son, Frankie Combs, of Sassafras, Ky.; her mother, Maude I. McIntosh of Carrs Fork, Ky.; and brothers, Robert Jeffers of Allock, Ky., and Kenneth Jeffers and Jack Jeffers of Lexington, Ky. She was a member of the Little Dove Church of Jesus Christ. Precious in the eyes of God is the death of his children. There is a natural love and a Godly love and Lena was surely blessed to have both. She was a loving and devoted wife and mother, but she also spread a friendship to all she came in contact with. When we feel joy -- see sunshine -- know happiness -- let us think of Lena and the love she gave to the ones around her. May the family take their sorrow to the bosom of God, for He cares for you
Wilbur Combs

DYRE, HALIC --"Man that is born of a woman is of a few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not. For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come. Thou shall call, and I will answer thee." This might aptly be said of Halic Dyre. Halic Dyre was born into the home of Daniel Francis and Martha Jane Caskey Dyre on July 5, 1903, and departed this life on October 16, 1980, making his journey here on Earth 77 years, 3 months and 11 days. In 1922 Halic and his devoted companion, Vera, were united in marriage. They reared a fine family and had a happy and good life together, both belonging to the church for many years. In the 1940's Halic saw the need of Salvation and sought the Lord diligently until God, in His infinite mercy, pardoned his sins and gave him a ticket to Heaven. Halic joined the church 33 years ago, and has lived a good Christian life for all these many years. He was ordained a deacon, and served this office faithfully and well. He was a good singer and always enjoyed singing the old-time hymns ("Salvation, Oh, The Name I Love," and "I'm Not Ashamed to Own My Lord.") Yes, Halic was truly a Christian, always abounding in the Faith. Halic leaves here, to mourn their loss, his devoted wife, Vera; one son, Richard, at home; five daughters: Audry Sanders, Vicco, Ky.; Martha Smith, Hamilton, Ohio; Lillian Gibson, New Haven, Indiana; Jean Miles, Vicco, Ky.; Jackie Francis, Taylor, Michigan; two sisters, Mary Ellen Caskey and Elsie Patrick, Wellington, Ky.; eighteen grandchildren; twenty-one great-grand children, and a host of other relatives and friends. I would like to admonish you to love and trust the same God that Bro. Halic did, and someday, when this life is over, you can join Bro. Halic in singing praise's to God while Eternal Ages roll on, in a land that know no sorrow, pain or death. Today you are sad and lonely because one you loved so dearly has left you, but the angels are rejoicing because another valiant soldier has fought his last battle, conquered his last enemy, and reached home safe and sound. Sister Dyre has lost a true and loving husband; you children have lost a kind and devoted father; the Blair Branch Church has lost a good member and a bright light; the community has lost a good neighbor and friend; but Heaven has gained another angel. This should be another incentive for each of you to want to go to Heaven.
Why do we mourn departed friends
And shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call us to His arms
BRO. GLENN HAMPTON

FUGATE , FRANK AND EVA RITCHIE --Eva Ritchie Fugate was born in June, 1902, and died in May, 1962. She was the daughter of Lee and Elizabeth Ritchie of Talcum, Kentucky. She has two sisters living. Sadie Terry of Talcum, Ky., and Parrott Combs of Louisville, Ky. She was married to Frank Fugate in 1917 and to this union ten children were born. Four preceded her in death. Six children were living: Sam Lee and Henley, all of Fisty, Ky.; Chester of Bellville, Michigan; Ann Yonts of Loraine, Ohio; and Mabel Shepherd of Fisty, Kentucky. Sam Fugate died in 1979. Eva and Frank joined the Clear Creek Church in 1932, and were baptized together. Eva was a true and faithful member there until her death. Mother was strong in the Old Regular Baptist Faith and Order and lived an humble and good life before her children, her neighbors, and her neighbors' children. Her desire was that her children could get along in this life, and that they would repent of their sins and meet her in Heaven. Frank Fugate was born in December of 1893 at Talcum, Kentucky. He died in March of 1978. He was the son of Sam and Anna Combs Fugate. He joined the army in December of 1915 and was discharged in 1917. Dad and Mom loved their children very much. He joined the Clear Creek Old Regular Baptist Church in 1932 and stayed there until 1970, when he left there and went to Clear Fork Church and remained there until death. Dad was ordained to preach on May 15, 1935. We still have his ordination papers presented to him by the church. Dad was commissioned a Kentucky Colonel during his life. In 1976, he was voted by the Bicentennial Committee of Knott County as being one of the two outstanding men in Knott County over the age of 55. During the forty-three years of his ministry, Dad touched the lives of many people in Knott and Perry Counties. He and Mom had so much love to give to everyone, and they received love in return. When he died he requested no flowers, and for people to donate to the church instead. $1,200.00 was given to the Clear Fork Church by the people who wanted to buy flowers. Dad and Mom loved everyone, and always prayed for their enemies. They told their family to always be good to other people and to never speak ill of anyone.  Dad had a gift for counseling and teaching as the Bible says. He had a very deep understanding of God's Holy Word. I miss them so much, and I have dreamed sweet dreams about them many times. I feel I can meet them in Heaven now. My sister told me she is ready to meet with them also. I sincerely hope that if my brothers haven't made peace with Jesus, they will before it is too late. I pray they will be ready to meet Jesus on that homecoming day, when He calls His children together, so we can all meet Dad and Mother in Heaven where all is peace and joy forevermore for those who love and serve Him. There will be no envy, no strife, no confusion, nor pain, death or sorrow. Written by a daughter, Mabel Shepherd

ISON, MATILDA MITCHELL --Mrs. Matilda Mitchell Ison, born May 7, 1909, at Letcher County, Kentucky, entered eternal life August 1, 1980, at the University Community Hospital, Tampa, Florida, following a period of declining health. She attained the age of 71 years. She was the daughter of the late Joner and Cornelia Hogg Mitchell. She married Manous Ison December 23, 1927, and from this union two children were born: Wana Mae Crider of Cumberland, Ky., and William H. "Billy" lson, who preceded her in death. Also surviving are three sisters: Mrs. Larcena Feye of Otisco, Indiana, Mrs. Minnie Whitaker of Roxanna, Ky., Mrs. Ardelia Evans of Cumberland, Ky.; two brothers: Chester Mitchell of Dayton, Ohio and Isaac Mitchell of Roxanna, Ky., six grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. She joined the Poor Fork Old Regular Church in Cumberland, Kentucky, in 1932, where she was a faithful member until her passing. She served the church as the church clerk for over seventeen years. She was a loving mother, a devoted wife and helpmate. A smile was her greeting card and a kind word her goal in life. It is the family's feeling that our loss is Heaven's gain. Written by husband, MANOUS M. ISON and daughter, WANA MAE CRIDER

MILLER, DIXON --With much sadness, we will try, by the help of God, to write a short sketch of a dear brother and Dad, Dixon Miller. He was born into the home of Harvey and Sallie Fields Miller on September 14, 1914 and entered into eternal life November 14, 1980, making his stay on Earth 66 years and two months. He grew up on Big Branch of Linefork, and in 1938 he met and married Lovell Combs. To this union were born four children, two boys and two girls: Wanda Akemon, Skyline, Ky.; Marvin Miller, Linefork, Ky.; Dorothy Cornett, Linefork, Ky.; Donald Miller, Skyline, Ky. He worked as a coal miner until he retired in 1978. He took an inventory of his condition and found that he had to do something about it, or he was going down to a Devil's hell. So, he went to God with his whole heart and joined the Old Regular Baptist Church. He was baptized into the Defeated Creek Church and was a great light to everyone who knew him. He always found time to tell whoever he talked to about what a great Lord he was serving. He wanted all his friends and loved ones to meet his Lord and get to know Him, for He would do wonderful things for them. He was a faithful member and loved to go to church. He would go everywhere he heard that there was church, until that dreadful disease struck him, and oh, how he did suffer the last few months of life. But he was so patient and never stopped praying for his children and friends, and telling them to do right so someday we would meet again in that lovely place called Heaven. I believe with all my heart he is there with all the other angels gone on before. We miss him in church. He was such a happy person when he would come way back to the back of the church house and hug everyone and shake their hand. He is missed so, and all the good things he could always find time to do. He leaves to mourn his sweet wife, who stood by him to the end and never complained -- we love her so much for that -- and his four children, who loved him so much for being the wonderful person he was. He was so sweet and kind and never complained of his sickness. He also left his only lonely brother left living, Venon Miller of Lexington, Indiana, fourteen grandchildren, and his friends and neighbors who loved him so much. He told his sweet wife that he was ready and wished the good Lord would come and get him. So Dad, brother, and husband, we are going to miss you, but we feel like it won't be long until we will meet you again, in Heaven some sweet day. So sleep on for a few more days. (We love you so much.) Written by his natural brother, Venon Miller, wife, Lovell Miller, and daughter, Dorothy Cornett

MOSLEY, OLA --United we stand, divided we fall. . .
By the request of Sister Ola Mosley during her lifetime, and request of some and the will of all her children, I will try to write an obituary of her latter years in this life. Sister Ola was the daughter of General Lee and Sister Dellie Slone. In her early life she married Cephus Mosley, and to this union were born twelve children; five boys: Ellis, Taulby, Alonzo, Leroy and James Edward; seven girls: Elsa Mae, Lorane, Norcie Marie, Betty Glen, Dorthy, Flossie and Lovella. Her husband, Brother Cephus Mosley, and one daughter preceded her in death. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church (Little Home) in the year of 1945 and came to the Mosley Memorial Church (now Ivy Point) in 1949, and lived a good life until death. She told my good wife, Sister Gracie Mosley, not long before she died, that if she out-lived her, to have their pictures put in the minutes together. Brother Cephus Mosley didn't have a gold wedding band to put on her finger, but the golden chain that bonded their hearts together kept them together until death did part. Sister Ola was dearly loved by her children and many friends. Brother Cephus and Sister Ola Mosley reared up a good family of children whom they loved and adored, and likewise the children loved and adored Mommy and Daddy. Brother Cephus and Sister Ola joined the church in 1945 and my good wife and I joined later. My wife joined in 1947 and I joined in 1946. We all were so close together that it seemed as though we were natural brothers and sisters. My children and grandchildren loved Bro. Cephus and Sister Ola so much. My little granddaughter, Shiela, loved Sister Ola so well. She cried and talked about how good and kind Sister Ola was to her. May God bless Bro. Cephus and Sister Ola's children and loved ones. And may the God of Heaven that blessed me to write this, bless me and my family and the churches He has set up, and bless His people everywhere. Written by Lee Mosley and his dearly-beloved wife, Gracie

MULLINS, HERBERT --Herbert Mullins was born January 15, 1911 in Perry County, Kentucky. He was the son of Marion and Matilda Ashley Mullins. Early in life he met and married Sally Jones, and to this union were born thirteen children -- six sons: Jurdon, Herbert Jr., James Arthur, Paul Gene, Obra, Dean and Carmel J.; seven daughters: Sylvia Maxine, Tilda Marie Rice, Mable Smith, Audrey Faye Buck, Betty Jewel Marger, Mary Ann Mullins and Dorothy Irene Mullins. Brother Herbert began to pray and trust in God for deliverance from sin. After praying and feeling the Lord had heard his cries and set his soul free, he gave his hand to become a member of the Mt. Parin Church. Here he refreshed his soul often with his brothers and sisters, rejoicing in the salvation of his Master. Brother Herbert was a deacon in church. He was loved by everyone who knew him. So, on July 10,1981, he fell asleep in the arms of Jesus. Left to mourn their loss is his wife, Sallie, thirteen children, thirteen grandchildren, three brothers and six sisters. So children, if you want to see Daddy again, you have to pray to the same God Dad did. Let's not let the circle be unbroken. Prepare to meet Daddy where you will never have to part any more.
Written by his nephew, LANDIS EVERAGE

MULLINS, NANCY --Nancy Mullins was born May 1, 1910, and died on February 11, 1981. She was the daughter of the late George and Sylvia Combs Jones. She was born and raised in Knott County. In early life she met and married Kerm Mullins. To this union were born seven children; three sons: Harlen, Virgil and Rant ,and four daughters: Corean Caudill, Herma Jacobs, Maggie Slone and Sylvia Adams. Nancy was in poor health for quite a while, but her suffering never made her bitter or hopeless. She was able to smile through pain and tears. A few years ago she told her son, Harlen, that she felt that she had a better home to go to when she left this world. She leaves to mourn her passing seven children, three brothers, four sisters, forty-two grandchildren and fifteen great-grandchildren. Children, if you want to meet mother, you have to go to the same God that she did. She can't come to you, but you can go to her.
Written by her nephew and Brother-in-Hope, LANDIS EVERAGE

NAPIER,  STELLA --I feel very sad and lonely as I write about the best and sweetest mother anyone will ever have, Stella Napier. I miss her as much today as the day she was called to meet the Lord. I know there will always be a sad, empty feeling inside me each time I think of my precious mother. My heart will always ache when I think I will never again in this world see her sweet little face, or hear the voice I love so well. I know all the other children feel the same. Mom was born June 12, 1913, and died October 24, 1975. She was married to Andrew Napier, who died October 23, 1960. Seven children survive: Beatrice Combs, Franklin, Ohio; Virginia Williams, Carlisle, Ohio; Glenna Ritchie, Carrie, Ky.; Minnie Wolford, Talcum, Ky.; Anna Ritchie, Talcum, Ky.; Donald Ray Napier, Bearville, Ky.; Billy Roger Napier, Bearville, Ky. Her mother, Arminda Ritchie, three sisters, Tona Short, Sylvania Cornett and Luna Combs; three brothers, Marcus Ritchie, Sam Ritchie and Odis Ritchie, and eighteen grandchildren also survive. She joined the Bethlehem Church in 1958 the fourth Saturday in November, 1958. I thank God for giving all us children a wonderful mother like ours. Mom always taught her children a deep and abiding faith in the Lord. She would always tell us to never lie, steal or do anything wrong. She always said she wanted all her children to do right and live right. I would not trade the way I was raised for all the money in this old world. Mom loved everyone with all her sweet, gentle heart. When anyone said or did anything to hurt her, she would say, "I forgive them and I still love them." She had a great love for little children and all children who knew her loved her, too. All the neighborhood children called her Aunt Stella. She was never too busy to talk to them. When the children came to see her she would always hug them and ask how they were. She would sit down and talk to them just like she did the adults that came to visit her. Mom loved all her friends and neighbors. If any of them had troubles of any kind, she always worried about them. She would say, "I hope and pray everything will go all right for them." If Mom had anything anyone needed, she would never turn them down. I have often heard her say she wished she could do more for everyone. Mom loved for people to visit her, and when anyone came to see her they would not be there for long until she had someone in the kitchen cooking for them. She never wanted anyone to leave her home without eating a meal with her. I remember at Mom's funeral hearing one of the ministers, Silas Williams, say God gave Mom a heart filled with love for everyone and I know this is true. First of all, Mom loved her church and all the Brothers and Sisters in the church. Mom was a good and faithful member in her church, and if anyone said something she didn't think they should, she strongly defended her belief and her church. I want to say to all children everywhere who still have their mothers with them, do everything you can for her, show her you love her, treat her like the queen she is, for you will never know the heartache you will feel until she is gone and you have to go on without her. All I can do for my precious Mother now is never forget the things she taught me and pray to live my life the way she would want me to. In church, the last Sunday before she went to be with God, she talked with God and told Him she was ready to come home. I'm going to try to live each day the very best I can and with the help of God meet her in Heaven someday.
Written by her daughter, Beatrice Combs

SHEPHERD, TROY --Troy Shepherd was born July 19, 1894, at Welchburg in Jackson County, Kentucky. He died December 7, 1968, at the age of seventy-four years, four months and nineteen days. He was the son of R.C. Shepherd and Lourania Hall Shepherd. He is survived by his wife, Delia Nolan Shepherd, and six children. The children are: Morris Shepherd, Fisty, Ky.; Joyce Cornett, Gorden, Ky.; Frances Kinard, Michigan; Gladys Pachecko, Michigan; Charles Shepherd, Gordon, Ky.; and David Shepherd of Walton, Ky. He now has eighteen grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren. One sister, Mary Dixon, is still living. He was baptized into the full fellowship of the Poor Fork Old Regular Baptist Church on July 19, 1930. He later came by letter to the Hurricane Gap Old Regular Baptist near his home in Gordon, Kentucky. He began preaching in the 1940's and preached for some twenty-odd years. He believed in living a close life. He always prayed for everyone and forgave those that trespassed against him. The Lord gave him a vision of his death and told him he had to die, but it would be made easy. In this vision he felt the mighty hands of the Lord lifting him up. He said, "I dread to leave my family, but you can all meet me in Heaven." While in the hospital he had a severe heart attack and said, "Children, you shouldn't weep about this, you should rejoice." He also told those present to try to meet him in Heaven, for he had a beautiful place to go to. We hope all his children and relatives will remember the good counsel he gave them and live close to the Lord. We will close this obituary by saying to his children and all men to repent of their sins and meet him in a better world.
Written by Delia Shepherd and children

TAYLOR, CORDELIA --Cordelia Taylor was born, raised and lived her life out here in the beautiful hills of Knott County. She was the daughter of Harden Caudill and Mary Slone Caudill. On August 28, 1919, she was married to Jeff Mullins, and to this union three daughters were born; Emma Jacobs of Portage, Indiana and Ollie Craft and Ello Reynolds of Mallie, Ky. She was then widowed and in early 1930's she was married to Oliver Richardson. To this union two daughters were born: Mary Perkins, LaGrange, Indiana, and Lettie Hammond, Mallie, Kentucky. Shortly she was again widowed, and then met and married Ambrose Jay Taylor July 10, 1944. To this union one daughter was born, Mercedes Slone, who still lives at the homeplace at Mallie. Besides her six daughters, six step-children survive: Howard Richardson, Lillie Bark, Elvert Taylor, Willis Taylor, Clova Campbell and Lona Madden. She is also survived by one sister, Verdie Huff, Hindman, Ky., a host of grand, great-grand and great-great-grandchildren, and many, many relatives and friends. She joined the Reynolds Fork Church many years ago. There, along side Ambrose Jay, she served as deacon until death called him away on October 27, 1975. She was a faithful member as long as her health permitted. Cordelia was born August 7, 1899 and passed from this life June 10, 1980, making her stay here on earth 81 years, 10 months and 3 days. Mother is gone, but will never be forgotten. She was a good wife to my father, a good mother to us girls, and a good friend to all who knew her.
The sweetest place on earth
That I had ever been
Was in the arms of my dear Mother
Where I can never be again.
The pale horse and his rider
Came and took Mother away.
The time had come for her to go,
She could no longer stay.
She looked toward the heavens
Her eyes so full of love
She said, "I hear Jesus."
It was coming from above.
She left her six daughters
That she loved and prayed for each day.
She left an old-time shouting sister
As the Death Angel carried her away.
I know we'll always miss Mother
Someday our hearts may mend
We'll always remember her love
Memories linger 'till the end.
Written by her daughter, Mercedes Slone

Submitted by Debbie Tamborski