INDIAN BOTTOM ASSOCIATION
Of Old Regular Baptist Churches of Jesus Christ
Held at the Indian Bottom Association Building
Sassafras, Knott County Kentucky
September 5,6,7 1986

OBITUARIES

Submitted by Sheila Seals

Adams, Blaine Franklin -was born December 18, 1933 into the home of Virgie Smith Adams and the late Dan Adams. He passed from this life on September 29, 1985, making his stay on earth 52 years and nine months. Blaine leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Fredana; two sons, Blaine F. Jr. and William B.; and one daughter, Elizabeth Dawn, all of Amelia, Ohio. He is also survived by his mother, I Virgie A. Stacey; four sisters: Mamie Engle, Sarah Margaret Caudill and Coreen Pridemore, all of Jeremiah, Ky.. and Juanita McCarey of Detroit, Mich.; three brothers: Dock A. of Jeremiah, Ky., Ivan D. of Isom, Ky. and James Gid of Tennessee. Blaine was preceded in death by his father, Dan Adams, and a sister, Mary Geneva Denny. Blaine never joined a church, but he had felt forgiveness of his sins. On his last visit to his mother's home he told of a beautiful dream where God had promised him a new body and we feel he is at rest.

Adams, David-Tears are flowing in this community today. The future looks cold and dreary for a great pillar of this community has deteriorated and fallen; a pillar that was not flowery and flashy, but a pillar that was simple, sincere and solid — the kind that has enabled this land to weather many storms. This community again is so sad, but everywhere is not sad. Angels are singing and rejoicing beyond our ability to imagine, for David Adams has arrived home. Uncle David entered eternal life at the Harlan Appalachian Regional Hospital on Saturday, September 7, 1974 at 8:30 p.m., after an operation. David Adams was born into the home of James and Sarah Adams on October 8, 1901, making his stay here on earth 72 years, ten months and twenty-nine days. He was preceded in death by his father and mother, one brother (John P.) and three sisters: Cindy Adams, Betty Breeding and Mary Ann Breeding. Uncle David married Tiny Arnold on January 13, 1928 and to this happy union were born seven children: June Whitaker, Charles-town, Ind., Phillip Adams, Louisville, Ky., Harold Adams, Louisville, Ky., Emma Rae Amburgey, Roxana, Ky., Carolyn (Dot) Gilley, Louisville, Ky., Meredith Adams, Parkersburg, W.Va., and Sara Lou, a daughter who passed away as a child. To mourn his passing are his wife, six children, eight grandchildren, one great-grandchild, five brothers, Bill, Steve, Charlie, Fred and Herman (all of Jeremiah); two sisters, Julie Hampton of Clay City, Ky., and Hattie Ison of Isom; and a host of nephews, nieces, relatives and friends. The life that Uncle David lived is signified by the kind of children that David and Tiny reared. Their home has always been the second home of scores of nephews, nieces and friends of this community. Twelve years ago, Uncle David declared to his children that he had a home waiting for him in Heaven. The sweet, kind smile that played over his face, even as he suffered the pain of his affliction, is evidence of identification with that kindest of all being who suffered and died that Uncle David might live again.

Adams, James Harvey -was a good man. His steps were ordered of the Lord. His well-ordered steps led him deep into the hearts of so many people; they led him in the paths of righteousness; they led him to the mountaintop and they led him to the City of the Blessed. Jim was born into the home of the late Mose and Betty Jane Caudill Adams on October 15, 1902. He passed from this life on May 14, 1986 at the Hazard Nursing Home, where he had been for just three months short of five years. It's spring again. The grass has turned green. The flowers are blooming. The trees are all dressed in their beauty. But again this spring we are making another lonesome journey to a little resting place in the head of Blair Branch. There, near the spot where Jim was born, where he played, where he reminisced about the old apple orchard, the hillside fields of corn, the evenings of singing; there on his favorite spot on earth, Alpha is waiting for her love to come home to rest. Many years ago Jim taught one of his fifteen years of teaching at Camp Branch. There he first saw the girl he loved. On October 18, 1930 Jim married Alpha Adams. To this union were born two sons: Delza Gene of Haymond, Ky., and Bobby Lee of Whitesburg, Ky.; and two daughters, Kathleen Cornett of Blackey, Ky., and Barbara Girdley of Richmond, Va. Jim also has six grandchildren, Bobby Gene Adams, Patricia Bates, Frank James Adams, Timothy Adams, Leigh Adams and Scott Adams; and two great-grandchildren, Rutherford Bates and Joshua Adams. Jim enjoyed life. He had time for everyone. He was happy and pleasant. He could talk with strangers, yet play with the children. He had a wonderful sense of humor. How Jim Adams was loved! So many of his former students tell about their old school days. While many things are remembered, far above the rest is how they loved Jim. Jim was always a good man. A few years ago he told the church that lie had found himself in need of a savior. He told of his faith, his repentance and his salvation. On April 23, 1979 he was baptized into the Blair Branch Church. How he loved the church, and the Brothers and Sisters! His simple, honest, sincere walks assure us that while our hearts are so sad, he has traded a hospital bed for a cloud of glory — that he has traded family and friends for the saints of God — to be with them, to sing with them to reign with them forever. Jimmy didn't have much in this life, but, oh, you ought to see his brand-new home. Elwood Cornett

Adams, Janis V.-Today we are sad, but the angels in Heaven are singing joyfully for another tired, weary traveler has reached home. The community around Blair Branch is mourning the departure of one who has taken her flight to Canaan's bright shore, never to return this way again. She has taken up her abode with the saints of God in realms of glory and bliss. On December 10, 1921, Janis was born into the home of Carl and Cinda Adams. She was a beautiful, healthy little girl until she was stricken with an illness from which she never fully recovered. This illness left her partially paralyzed, on her left side, and a victim of epileptic seizures the rest of her life. Even though she lived to be 63 years old, in many ways she was a child. She was not able to get an education, but she learned love, honesty, friendliness, and trust at home. She loved everybody, and enjoyed shaking hands with all her friends. Janis enjoyed going to church and seeing everybody. She enjoyed the preaching and singing. One of her favorite singers was Elder Ivan Amburgey. She spent many hours listening to him and others singing on her tape recorder. Although Janis was never a public idol, she left a mark on all who knew her. She leaves a legacy of memories her family and friends will long remember. Her warm handshake, her friendly smile, and her very presence will be missed by many. After Janis's father passed away, she made her home with her two sisters, Jenette Adams and Joyce Frazier, staying with one for awhile, then the other. These two sisters, their husbands, and their children were good, kind and loving toward her. May God richly bless each of you for your tender care. Janis leaves to mourn her passing her two sisters, Jenette Adams of Jeremiah, Ky. and Joyce Frazier of Charlestown, Ind., three nieces and five nephews, as well as a host of other relatives and friends. Sleep on, Janis! Just a few more days or weeks at most and we'll join you around the throne of God, where we will praise God forever and ever, while eternal ages roll on. Written by her cousin, Glenn Hampton

Asher, Naoma - was born March 28, 1912, to James and Betty Burton, bringing an abundance of love to their home. On March 26, 1986 God sent a band of angels to take Oma to her heavenly mansion, making her stay here on earth nearly 74 years. On June 9, 1931, Oma was married to Ralph Asher. For nearly fifty-five years, the strong love and devotion they had for each other was obvious to everyone who knew them. Oma leaves to mourn her passing seven sisters: Grace McIntyre, Evelyn Stidha, Doris Allen, all of Louisville, Ky., Edna Slone of Fusonia, Ky., Delia Caudill of Norton, Va., Marie Skidmore of Brooksville, Fla and Thelma Lilly of Long Beach, Ca.; two brothers, Fred Burton of Indianapolis, Ind., Leonard Burton of Vicco, Ky., and a host of relatives and friends. Sister Oma realized the need for a Savior and joined the Little Dove Regular Baptist Church on July 11, 1971. She was a faithful member and a wonderful helpmate to her husband, Ralph, assisting him in his duties as a Deacon of the church. The last few years of her life were spent in the hospital and nursing home. Brother Ralph stayed by her side, helping her in every way he could, until she passed away. Throughout all her suffering, she was an inspiration to everyone who visited her. She loved to talk about the Lord and sing his praises. Brother Ralph lost a precious companion, the church lost a wonderful member and many of us lost a dear friend, but Heaven gained another beautiful flower. Sister Oma was special to me. The day I joined the church, she followed me. When I was baptized, she followed me into the water. We had several years of good fellowship serving the Lord. Then she became ill and it was my turn to follow her. I followed her to her home, the hospital, and eventually the nursing home, where we spent many precious hours together. Sister Oma would never let me say" good-bye," just **so long." So now I'll just say, "So long, Sister Oma, I'm still following you and someday we'll meet in Heaven." By Brother Merle Smith

Beverly, Beckham - was born January 17, 1919 and deceased this life June 3, 1986, making his stay here 67 years, four months and eighteen days. He was the son of Tommy Beverly and Matilda Everage Beverly. His parents and two sisters preceded him in death. He leaves to mourn his wife, Gladys Ann Centers Beverly, two daughters: Minnie and Lena Marie, both of home; one son, Beckham Beverly Jr., also of home; one brother, Jethro Beverly of Campton, Ky., and one sister, Lena Kelly of Union City, Ohio. Beckham was a sick man for a long time. He found that there was something missing in his life. He began to pray for the Lord to help him, and to forgive him for his many sins. I visited him while he was in the hospital and he told me he was praying, but there was something in his way, he didn't know what it was. I went back to visit him again later, and he seemed to be so happy. He said that the Lord had forgiven him, and he wasn't afraid to die, for he felt he had a better home to go to now. He came to my home on Wednesday and talked for a long time. After awhile he said they better go home. Later his wife called me and said that he said he had to join the church. So we had church at my home on May 31, 1986 and he came forward as soon as church started. He just couldn't wait any longer. He told such a wonderful experience. He talked about what a beautiful home he had seen, and that it was waiting for him. He was asked when he wanted to be baptized and he said, "Right now." "I can't put it off any longer," he stated. So we took him and baptized him into the fellowship of the Happy Home Church. Although he wasn't with us very long, we are all going to miss him very much. His wife said Monday evening he got a song book out and tried to sing. He told her he wished he could call back some time when he had a better voice to sing with, but where he is now he has a voice, where it will always be heard. To Gladys Ann, I know it will be so hard for you, and to the kids, 1 know you are going to miss Daddy very much. But we know he is better off than we are, for he isn't suffering anymore. To all his family and friends, I would like to say that if you want to see him again, you will have to go to the same God he went to. He was praising the Lord while the last breath was leaving him. By the mercies of God we will all be able to see him again around the throne of God where we, like him, can be so happy praising the Lord together. A^ though lie is gone he will always have a special place in our hearts and will be deeply missed by those who dearly loved him. I have a hope of meeting him again.
 Written by Bro. Ollie James Mullins and Sister Gladys Beverly, his wife
THY WILL BE DONE
It's very difficult at times,
To face grief with a smile,
It's hard to make ourselves believe
All passes in a while.
And when the pain is sharpest,
Words seem to no avail.
When tears fall hot and heavy,
The best intentions fail.
And yet however heavy,
The burdens that we bear,
When no one else will listen,
The Lord can always hear.
When no one else will bother,
The Lord will lend a hand,
However others scorn us,
The Lord will understand.
"Life is what you make it"
Is sometimes far from true,
But the strength to keep on going,
Has got to come from you.
God promised to be with us,
And to forsake us not,
He only asks we trust in Him,
Whatever be our lot.
He only asks that we believe
He always does what's best.
To do all that we can and then
To leave to Him the rest.
Each heartache we can rise above,
Becomes a battle won,
When we can give ourselves to Him,
And say, "Thy will be done."

Bryant, Sister Carsie Mullins - was born January 27, 1923 to George and Nan Mullins. She was married to Jesse Bryant on February 6, 1945 and to this union were born six children. The are: Nana Margret Howard, Alva Lee Bryant, Eddie Delonn Bryant, Jewell Ruth Osborne, Jason Bryant and Jeffrey Bryant. Sister Carsie joined God's army in March of 1951. She fought the good fight until her death on August 5, 1985. I had the pleasure of walking the good road with Mom five years before she went to be with the Lord. I guess everyone has their own opinion of what it will be like to enter Heaven when they leave this world, but what I have in my mind when I die is that Mom will be waiting to take my hand and say, '"Come on, son, let's go see the One who made it possible for us to be together again forever,"' and that is Jesus.I am sure that if it is not that way, it will be even better than I imagined. If Mom had the time to talk to her children before she left, she would have said, "Get ready while you are here on earth to come and be with the Lord and me." Brother Lonnie Bryant

Caudill, John-I know it's been a long time since Daddy's death, but I still feel like I should write this obituary of him. John Caudill, son of Terrie and Isom Caudill, was born October 20, 1903 at Keokee, Virginia; he passed from this life at the Whitesburg Hospital April 18, 1980. being 76 years, five months and twenty-eight days of age at his passing. John was a retired coal miner, having worked in the mines for over forty-six years. He had been sick lately, but his passing was sudden and  unexpected. He was married to Mary Cornett Caudill of Blackey, Kentucky in 1923.He is survived by his wife, Mary, of Letcher; four daughters: Hassie Hyden of Venice, IL., Odella Garrison of Cincinnati, Ohio, Edna Caudill of Vicco, Ky., and Margret Sue Caudill of Jeremiah, Ky.; three sons: Hiram Caudill of Letcher, James H. Caudill of Alexandria and Clarence Caudill of Letcher, Ky.; twenty-six grandchildren, eleven great-grandchildren, and a host of friends and relatives to mourn his passing. Oh dear, Dad, we all miss you sitting around the table at supper time. He was always there to fill his place in every part of the house. It's so hard to get used to doing without him. We realize you had to go when the good Lord came for you. But, oh, Dad, we all loved you so much, but Dad, we will have to go on down this lonesome road without you, and thinking of the many things you have done for us. But Daddy, if we travel a road it will have to be the good road, because that was what you taught us. So, brothers and sisters, if we are to meet Daddy again, we would have to be washed in the blood and be born again. And I believe that Dad went to Heaven, because he told me he was going to Heaven. Well, I can't write what I want to because there is not enough paper to write what I want to. I am glad the Lord gave me the mind to write what I did. So, sleep on, Dad, we will meet you in the sweet by and by.
Written by his daughter, Edna

Caudill, Sylvania-With the help of God I will try to write an obituary of a dear old Sister in Christ. Sister Sylvania Caudill was born on June 28, 1886 to Crockett and Mary Bush. She was one of eight children. At the age of 16 she married Marion Caudill. To this union were born eleven children, five of whom preceded her in death, three sons and two daughters, Chester, Blaine, Willie, Oma and Pearlie. In 1938 Marion and Sylvania found themselves in need of a Savior and like all born-again Christians, took it to God and were washed in the blood of the Lamb. They joined the Big Leatherwood Old Regular Baptist Church and were baptized. Shortly afterward they were ordained as deacon and deaconess and served faithfully until the death of Marion in 1959. She moved her membership to Cedar Grove Old Regular Baptist Church and attended and let her light shine as long as her health permitted. She told her granddaughter, Claudette, just a few weeks ago that she wished the Lord would come and get her. On Sunday, the 10th of November, 1985 the great God of Heaven answered her prayer and sent a band of angels for her. "How great it must be for angels to see a pilgrim come home!" God blessed her to live a rich and full life of 99 years, four months and thirteen days. She leaves to mourn her passing six children: three sons: Mason of Cornettsville, Ky., Fred of Daytona, Ohio, Hobert of Georgetown, Ky.; three daughters: Myrtle O'Brien of Ypsilanti, Mich., Mattie Griffie of Cornettsville, Ky., Mae Eldridge of Ypsilanti, Mich.; twenty-seven grandchildren, forty-three great-grandchildren and seventeen great-great-grandchildren; one sister, Tilda Dixon of Hallie, Kv.

Caudill, Verlon-With the help of the Lord I am going to try to write a short obituary of my beloved husband. Verlon was the son of the late Willie Caudill and Bertha Caudill of Jeremiah, Kentucky. Verlon was born September 22, 1924, making his stay on earth 61 years, three months and fourteen days. He leaves to mourn his passing nine children, five boys and four girls: Verlon Eugene, Terrill Dean, Alger Bart, Willie Lee, all of Vicco, and Jackie at home; John Anthony preceded him in death September 23, 1971; four daughters: Mary E. Combs of Happy, Sharon Kaye at home, Shelia A. Fields, Big Creek, Sandra F. Caudill, Vicco; nine grandchildren, who loved him dearly; three daughters-in-law; sisters: Zana of Massachusetts, Oreva of Massachusetts, and Cora Everidge of Jeremiah; and a host of friends and neighbors who loved him so dearly. We all miss him. Verlon was a good man, he got forgiveness of his sins in 1971. Verlon talked about the streets of gold and the sweet angels. Now he's gone to live with the angels he talked so much about, where he won't hurt anymore. So children, if you all want to see Daddy any more, you will have to be born again and be washed in his blood. Verlon, you were the Rose, and you had to fade away and leave me, but I will join you someday, with my arms open wide. Verlon I gave you the vow I would love and honor, you until death do us part So sleep on, sleep on, we will meet you someday.
Written by your loving wife, Edna, and children

Collins, Edna-I will try to write an obituary of my loving wife, who passed away January 23, 1986. I hope I can write so anyone can read it.As I begin to write I think of one scripture in the Bible: "Who can find a virtuous woman, for her price is above rubies."'Edna Collins was truly that kind of woman. She was born September4, 1916, making her stay on earth 69 years, four months and seven days at the time of her passing.At the age of 19 she married Charlie Collins. To this union were born ten children. One preceded her in death at the age of six months. All the others are still living.I want to say to my children: you that have not made peace with God; you had better start now if you want to see Mother again. Edna is gone and I will say as David of old said, "She can not come back to me, but, by the grace of God, I can go to her." So sleep, Edna, I don't think it will be long until I'll be with you. My heart is so lonely and troubled that her dearest presence only could make me weep no more.By a sad and lonely husband, Charlie Collins

Combs, Elizabeth-Born February 18, 1894. Married to Fred Combs on January 2, 1915. Gave birth to nine children two preceded me in death. My husband, Fred, at seventy-six years of age, also preceded me in death on July 7, 1964.I don't want to be brought back home after I'm dead. Just take me to the church house and have preaching and singing. I know the preaching won't help me, for I have already preached my own funeral. 1 have a precious hope of a better home on the other side - where there will be no fussing or grumbling. It will be a place of peace, joy and happiness. Old people do not have much pleasure on this earth anymore. I'm crippled and can't go to church as I'd like to. I joined the Old Regular Baptist Church on the third Sunday in July, 1937 and I feel like this church is my home. My husband joined the same church in 1938. We both took fellowship with the Clear Creek Church. Brother Robert Combs and Brother Frank Fugate baptized us. Brother Wheeler Feltner and my husband and I came out as an arm to establish the Clear Fork Church on Lotts Creek in 1952. My husband, Fred, was ordained as Deacon of the church, and he filled his seat and did his duty in the church as long as he was able. Now, I'm the only one living that helped establish the church. I hope there will be enough old-fashioned Baptists left to go on with the church. I'm satisfied. I have always kept myself busy with the church, and 1 have never wanted to leave it. Now, Brothers and Sisters: Keep the faith and go on. I love you all. May God bless you. Be good to each other, help each other when in need, and meet me in Heaven. God will bless you if you trust Him. God bless every one of my neighbors -- please be good to them. I love you all. Mom
With God's help 1 will try to add a few words to my mother's obituary. Elizabeth Combs passed away September 19, 1985, leaving behind three daughters: Blanche Yates of Lotts Creek, Georgia Thomas of California, Louise Gayheart of Indiana; four sons: Wilson, Amos, Jimmy, Robert, all of Lotts Creek. Mother prepared her own obituary a few months before God called her away. Being very old and afflicted in so many ways, she realized that her eyes were gone, along with other problems, so she tried to make her own funeral arrangements and to write her own obituary. I can't express how much she is missed by her children. Also by the Clear Fork Church. Her seat is vacant in the church, yet her presence is still felt, especially when we sing her favorite song, "When I Can Read My Title Clear." I can still see her yet, as we sang this song, with her feeble old arms raised praising God. Yes, we miss her presence, as she cared so much for others, always trying to seat everyone, especially the old and feeble. She was also kind and generous to everyone who visited her in her home. I feel like God removed her from this old earthly tabernacle, and her soul is at rest around God's throne. Somehow I feel like she is j watching over her children and grandchildren, friends and relatives, inviting all to be ready to join her in her new home. I could go on forever writing about Mother, perhaps write a good book about her, but I feel like she tells it better in her own words. Written by her son, Bro. Wilson Combs

Day, Pauline-With much sadness and by the help of God, I will try to write the obituary of Sister Pauline Day of Brownstown, Indiana. She was 60 years old. She died at 11:20 a.m. in the Jackson County Hospital at Seymour. She had been sick for a week. Sister Pauline was a licensed practical nurse, retired from Jackson County Hospital, where she had worked for twenty years. Funeral services were conducted by Funeral services were conducted by Elder Lloyd Eldridge at 10:00 a.m. Friday at Spurgeon Funeral Home in Brownstown, Indiana. Burial was at the Old Regular Baptist Church Cemetery, near Freetown, the Valley Home Church. Pauline was born February 3, 1926, at Jeremiah, Kentucky, the daughter of Willie J. and Clarinda Caudill Back. She was married August 1, 1980 in Virginia to Virgil Day. He survives. Other survivors include two daughters, Wonda Kindhart of Tennessee and Susan Frich of Dayton, Ohio; three stepsons: Bob Day of Elizabeth town, Ky., Harold Day of Alabama, and James Day of Ohio; a stepdaughter, Pauline Wright of Alabama; a brother, Jimmy H. Back of Seymore, Ind.; two sisters, Mrs. Ovory Caudill of Jeremiah, Ky. and Virginia Day of Brownstown, Ind.; seven grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. I feel she is resting at peace, just waiting for God to give her that new body that will never die. She left a great testimony before she left here that Heaven was her home when she left here. Written by Elder Lloyd Eldridge

Deaton, Hazel Caudill Turner - was born into the family of Rev. Herman Caudill and Essie Hampton Caudill on May 16, 1928 at Mill Branch, Roxana, Kentucky, where she grew to womanhood. She passed from this life February 7, 1986 at her home in Sommerville, South Carolina. While a young student at Lees junior College, she met and married James Robert Turner of War Creek near Jackson, Kentucky. To this union was born a son, James Robert II. Their life together ended tragically in less than two years with James's death from a brain tumor, leaving her a widow with a nine-month-old son. Hazel taught several years. She taught at Upper Kingscreek, Mill Branch, and Smoot Creek. After returning to Lees Junior College to continue her education, she met and married another Breathitt Countian, Wilgus Deaton. To this union were born two sons, Paul Richard and Stephen Dale. She did not work after her last sons were born, devoting her full time to her family. She was a loving and devoted wife, mother and grandmother. Nothing made her countenance light up more than when speaking of her children and grandchildren. They were truly the joy of her life. After her children were about grown, she decided to enter the nursing profession. She finished nursing school and worked a few years as a nurse until problems with her health made it necessary for her to quit work. A number of years ago she gladdened the hearts of Uncle Herman and Aunt Essie when she told them she had made peace with God and had attached herself to a Baptist church near her home in Sommerville. She always enjoyed attending church with Uncle Herman and Aunt Essie when she was visiting back home. She was a very thoughtful daughter. In the spring of 1985 she called me and said she knew Aunt Essie was missing attending Regular Baptist Churches since she had gone to live with Mary Grace in Delaware, Ohio. She said she wanted me to record some church services, as she planned to give her a tape player when we met at our Caudill reunion in July. Aunt Essie was so pleased when she got the tape player and tapes. On the evening of February 7, 1986 a large number of the relatives had met in Louisville to help Uncle Lee celebrate his retirement. Before the program was over, Mary Grace received a call from Hubert telling her of Hazel's death. When the ceremony was over and Aunt Essie and the rest of us heard the news, we were shocked and saddened. We knew Hazel had been in poor health, but had not known she was this ill. Aunt Essie said she felt it must have been God's will for her to be with so many of the family to comfort her when she had to hear this news. Hazel was preceded in death by two infant sisters; a brother. Charles Lee; her first husband, James; and her father. Elder Herman Caudill. She leaves to mourn her passing: her husband, Wilgus Deaton of Sommerville, S.C.; three sons: James Robert and wife, Sue, of Waco, Texas; Paul Richard and wife, Alice, of Dover, Fla., and Stephen Dale of the U.S. Navy in Charleston, S.C.; and three grandsons and two granddaughters (another granddaughter was born shortly after her death). She also leaves behind her mother, Essie Caudill of Delaware, Ohio; her brother, Hubert Caudill, and wife, Betty of Oak Ridge, Tenn.; her sister, Mary Grace, and husband, Arlie Howard of Delaware, Ohio; two nephews and a niece; along with a host of uncles, aunts, cousins and friends. When we think back to the times we spent with Hazel, we can say as the old song:
What peaceful hours we then enjoyed.
How sweet their memory still.
But they have left an aching voice
This world can never fill.
I think if Hazel could speak to us, she would say, "Come and see me and Daddy and James, in my new home."
Written by a cousin, Shirley June Whitaker

Fields, Jane -daughter of Rebecca Ann Fields and Dave Miles, was born on Cowan February 8, 1898. She passed from this life at the Whitesburg Hospital December 8, 1985, being 86 years and ten months of age. She was married to William Grant Fields on December 25, 1920, and to this union were born nine children, three of whom preceded her in death: Hattie, Donald Gay and Douglas Fields. Jane was baptized into the Cowan Old Regular Baptist Church on the fourth Sunday of June in 1971, but she had attended the church regularly for years. She is survived by daughters: Helen York of Kimper, Ky., Hazel Rayburn, Mary Lou Fields and Carol Ison, all of Cowan; sons: Fred Fields of Columbus, Indiana, Edneil Fields of Cowan; three foster sons: Jimmy McIntosh of Crafts Colly, Eddie and Benny McIntosh of Cowan; twenty grandchildren, twenty-two great-grandchildren, and two great-great-grandchildren; brother, Grant Miles of Cowan. Jane had been in poor health for the past ten years and had been confined to a wheelchair since her hip was broken in 1980. She bore her confinement well and was often an inspiration to those who visited her. One of her greatest pleasures was to have her family and friends visit her, and it was a special pleasure when members of the church came to sing and hold prayer with her. Occasionally, she was able to attend services at the church. Even when she wasn't able to attend she still considered the church a big part of her life. She was very proud to make a contribution when a project was underway. Her passing left a very empty spot in the lives of her family, but it is comforting to know that she is not handicapped anymore and that she often expressed a readiness for death. She sincerely believed that she would have a heavenly home when this life was over, and she lived her life as if she believed that. Prepared by Jane's family

Frazier, Odis - was born December 22 1915. He entered eternal life February 2, 1986 at the Whitesburg Regional Hos pital, Whitesburg, Ky., making his stay on earth seventy years, one month and five days. He was the son of the late Phillip H. and Katie Fields Frazier. He is survived by his daughter, Quinna Hall of Delphia, Ky.; his son-in-law, Carter Hall; two grandsons, Derrick Hall and Todd Hall: two sisters, Osa Ison of Kingdom Come Creek and Verna Ratliff of Crystal Springs, Fla; several nieces and| nephews, as well as a host of other relatives and friends to mourn his passing. He joined the Defeated Creek Old Regular Baptist Church September 1980 and was baptized October 12, 1980. He was truly a dedicated and faithful member. He was a veteran of World War II. A few days before he passed away, Odis had a vision and we believe he is gone to that beautiful place he saw. Written by his brother and sister-in-law. Atlas and Ruth Frazier

Gayheart, Ellis -a born-again Christian, was baptized in God's church. Ellis was 1 baptized in his bed at his home because he had been suffering from a long-term  illness. He was a hard worker, honest, and 1 wanted everyone to know that he loved j everybody in the whole world. God was in his heart, and he was ready to go to join God. He begged God to take him. He said he would be waiting for his little family to join him in Heaven. He was a loving husband and provided for his family. He had a hard life due to his handicap, but he overcame life's hardships and is I now in God's hands. He lay praying for God to come and get him and he is now very peaceful and free of the severe pain and discomfort that he endured in this life. Now he is happy. He will be missed greatly by his wife, Gertrude, and his family, and his many friends and relatives who knew him in this life.

Ison, Callie Fields-With a sad and broken heart, we will try to write the obituary for our dearly beloved mother, Callie Fields Ison, born on May 28, 1906. Our mother entered into eternal life on October 31, 1985 at Whitesburg Regional Hospital, making her stay on earth 79 years, five months and three days. On November 30, 1925 she became the wife of Elder Rev. George B. Ison of Skyline, Kentucky. To this union were born twelve children. One baby son preceded her in death several years ago, leaving four sons: Minuard of Indianapolis, Ind., Coburn of Indianapolis, Ind., Castillo of Pontiac, Michigan, Zennith Lowell of Skyline, Ky.; seven daughters: Mary Delia, Carlisle, Ky., Gertrude, Franklin, Ohio, Frankie Jean, Booneville, Ky., Janetta Pearl, Hermitage, Tenn., Ethel Maewood, Whitesburg, Ky.. Evelyn Juean, Hazard, Ky., JoAnn, London, Ohio; six surviving stepchildren: Hargis of Nicholasville, Ky., Manus of Hallie, Ky., Byrd of Louisville, Ky., Sue Pepper, Corydon, Ind., Rede Euler of Dupont, Ind., Robert of Frankfort, Ky.; also twenty-six grandchildren, sixteen great-grandchildren, and a host of friends and relatives to mourn their loss. She felt the need of God to come into her life. She surrendered herself to Him and joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Cedar Grove. Mom loved her church dearly and was a faithful member until her death. She loved and praised her Lord. She will be laid to rest in the Ison and Morgan Cemetery on Linefork. Mom will be greatly missed by her family, friends and neighbors.

Jones, Colonel-In the year of 1907 Colonel Jones sprang up as a flower in the home of George and Sylvia Jones. He was 78 years, nine months and nine days old. He was a charter member of the Happy Home Church. He was one of our most faithful members. He believed in the old-time Regular Baptist way. Early in life he met and married Delilah Everage and to this union were born eleven children. Two preceded him in death, as well as his wife, Sister Deliah. Survivors include four boys, George and Luther Jones, both of Anderson, Ind.; Floyd and Arley Jones, both of Greensburg, Ind.; five girls, Ruby Amburgey and Matreva Baker, both of Crothersville, Ind., Matilda Almond, Sarah Smith, both of Columbus, Ind.; and Sylvia Martin of Edinburg, Ind. Colonel had twenty-seven grandchildren and eighteen great-grandchildren. Brother Colonel bore his suffering without complaining and left a good testimony. He lived a simple, humble life. Brother Colonel told his children he saw the gates open ready for him to go through. He told us good-bye one-by-one. We humbly believe he is with the Lord, and with Mother, now. The church has lost a good member, and we have lost a good Dad. But our loss is Heaven's gain. Written by his children

Kelly, Foister-"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints." From the life that Brother Foister Kelly lived, the angels surely rejoiced when he entered the portals of Glory. Brother Foister was born March 9, 1923. He entered his eternal rest November 5, 1985, making his stay here on earth62 years, seven months and twenty-seven days. On August 31, 1946 he was united in marriage to Mary Grigsby and to this union was born one son, Peyton F. Kelly. He is also survived by a daughter-in-law, Ollie Farler Kelly, and one sister, Marie Kelly Feltner. Brother Foister saw the need of a Savior and on April 10, 1972, he joined the Little Dove Regular Baptist Church. On July 9, 1977, he was ordained as a Deacon. He always served his church well, performing his duties admirably, even when his suffering was evident to all who knew him. Brother Foister was an unusual man. He was a quiet man. He was a dedicated employee to the company where he worked so many years. He was a good husband and father, a thoughtful neighbor, and a faithful member of the Little Dove Church. He will be missed by all who knew him, especially his wife, son, and daughter-in-law, who so patiently cared for him, helping in every way they possibly could. God will surely reward them for such kindness and devotion. Brother Foister was a special friend to me and there was a deep feeling of closeness between us. Knowing him as I did, I feel this poem (by Helen S. Rice) expresses the message he would like to leave to his grieving family. By: Brother Merel Smith
WHEN I MUST LEAVE YOU
When I must leave you for a little while
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you through the years
But start out bravely with a gallant smile.
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same
heed not your loneliness on empty days
But fill each waking hour in useful ways.
Reach ou t your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you arid hold you near
And never, never, be afraid to die
For I'm waiting for you in the sky.

Mullins, Sam-"Come unto me, all ye that labor and are laden, and I will give you rest." On February 14, 1984 God felt that! Brother Sam Mull ins had labored here on earth long enough, and He sent a band of angels to take him to that heavenly home where he will have eternal rest. Brother Sam was born November 27, 1908, making him 76 years old at the :j time of his death. In 1934 he married Norcie Amburgey, who preceded him in death. To this marriage was born a son Ernest, who also preceded him in death, and a daughter, Mary Lou Vanover of Amburgey, Kentucky. He is also survived by his son-in-law, Andy Vanover, seven grandchildren, one great-grandchild, and a host of friends and relatives. Brother Sam felt the Lord had forgiven him of his sins and June; 3, 1973 he joined the House of Prayer Regular Baptist Church in Ohio Later he moved his membership to Little Dove Church, where he remained a faithful member until death. Brother Sam and Sister Norcie were always willing to help people in time of sickness and death. I, personally, will never forget the loving kindness they showed my family. This has made me feel especially close to this family. In his later years, Brother Sam faced much sadness and sickness He was very fortunate to have a son-in-law like Brother Andy, who was so willing to help Mary Lou give her father the tender loving care he needed. God will surely bless them. By Brother Merle Smith

Owens, Jeff-Jeff was born August 18, 1893 to William (Bill) Owens and Mary Fuller Owens. He passed from this life December 18, 1985 at the home of his granddaughter, Delia Mae and Jessie Childers at Carrie, Kentucky. In early life he was married to Rachel Conley Owens. To this union were born five children: Edgar Owens, Carrie, Ky., Daisy Cornett, Carrie, Ky., Margie Slone, Wheelwright, Ky., Deletha Baldridge, Leburn, Ky. One son, Ellis Owens, and his wife, Rachel, preceded him in death. In later life he was married to Hannah White and reared two stepchildren, Junior Deaton and Mary Ann Jent. He leaves to mourn his passing twenty-nine grandchildren, forty-nine great-grandchildren, fifteen great-great-grandchildren, and a host of relatives and friends. He was good to everyone. His door was always open and there was food for everyone that came. Regardless of the time of day that anyone would come, he would always ask "Have you had something to eat?" He was a good daddy and worked hard to rear his family. Not only his family, but every young boy that came along and didn't have a home. He would take them in and care for them as he did for us. They ate what we did, and if they needed clothes, they would get them. We love Daddy very much and hated to give him up. We have stood over him for eleven months, and saw him suffer so much. From his testimony, I feel like our loss is Heaven's gain. I feel like Papa is resting around the throne of God. He told me when he was in the hospital that he was going to a home where he wouldn't have to suffer anymore, and all of the children that wanted to could come and live with him. I saw him in a dream last week standing at the gate of a beautiful place with his hand on the gatepost. The gate was open. He turned to look back, I was standing just below him. He looked to see if his children were coming. He wanted them all with him every minute. If they want to see Papa again, they will have to go through the same gate that I feel Papa went through. On December 18, 1985 at two o'clock in the morning, with all his children standing by his bed, I feel Papa went to a home where there will be no troubles, pain or sorrow. All will be peace and joy forever. Written by his daughter, Deletha Baldridge

Perry, Green-With the help of the good Lord I will try to write an obituary of Brother Green Perry. Brother Green was born to the Ian Henry and Lillie Fair Bates Perry Mardi 14, 1902 and departed this life October 25, 1985, making his stay on earth years, seven months and eleven days. In early life Green was united in marriage to Lydia Caudill. Unto this union were born seventeen children. Three sons. James, Joe and Ellis, preceded him in death. Left to mourn his passing are: wife, Lydia Caudill Perry Leburn, Ky.; five sons: Earl, John, Steve and Dall, all of Loraine, Ohio and Henry of Leburn, Ky.; nine daughters: Ethel Hall, Margaret Lewis and Ruth Fowler, all of Willard, Ohio; Edna Childers of Garner, Km Ester Gibson of Pinetop, Ky., Janice Gullet of Greenup County Ky., Betty Schiendler of Leburn, Ky., Judy Hicks of Louisville, Ky. Willis Barbara Puckett of Lawrenceburg, Ky.; three sisters: Sylvia Turner and Dusta Dunsel of Kite, Ky., and Mary Slone of Hollybush Ky.; seventy-five grandchildren, a host of great-grandchildren, an« many friends and relatives will also mourn his leaving. Thirty-five years ago Brother Green felt the need to turn his lit over to the Lord. He belonged to the Old Regular Baptist faith in the New Home Church at the time of his death. Brother Green was « faithful member of the church as long as he was able to go. He has given help to many churches and donated a lot of his time to help upbuild them. Brother Green worked hard all of his life to raise his family He was a retired coal miner and a member of the United Mine Workers of America. For the last few years of his life, Brother Green has been greatly afflicted in body. But his faith never wavered. He has paid the price we all have to pay. But for him, it was a happy exchange, for he le£ a world of pain and sorrow and went home to a land of joy and peace Sister Lydia has lost a dear companion. You children have la a wonderful dad. Be good to Mommy and help her. Visit her more and show her your love. Don't wait until it is too late to give her the roses. if Brother Green could look back, I'm sure he would tell you children not to grieve for him. He has gone home. He would tell you to weep for yourselves. The Bible says, "Today is the day of salvation." Don't put it off. Now is the time to call on the Lord. We weren't promised natural life forever and the time belongs to the Lord. Why not give Him the glory and honor He deserves now. Three sons are gone. Now Dad is gone. Who will be next? Turn to the Lord now and be ready to go when death comes. Brother Green has lived the life in front of you. Though he suffered a lot, just think how joyful he is now. There is a family started up there in Heaven. Get ready and be prepared to join in the great reunion. Written by request of the family, Brother Arnold McKnight

Roark, Louise -the daughter of John D. and Laura Caudill Roark, entered eternal life May 30, 1986, making her stay here on earth 43 years, seven months. and thirteen days. She leaves to mourn her passing her mother, Laura Roark; five sisters: Darlene Dixon, Heda Dixon, Brenda Fields, Mary Alice Van Winkle and Letta Schebler; three brothers: Franklin Roark, Marshall Roark and Russell Akers, along with a large number of nieces and nephews. Louise was a member of the Defeated Creek Old Regular Baptist Church, joining in August of 1967, a place where she was content and sincerely loved. Louise was a person that was very thoughtful and considerate of other people's feelings. This special quality, along with her other characteristics, made her a very precious person, especially to her family. In nature we (the family) are filled with sorrow, but spiritually we are consoled, believing that Louise is resting under the alter of God, because her steps here on earth were taken so cautiously. Written by the family

Roark, Polly-On October 18, 1983, Polly Roark was called home to be with her Lord and Savior. At the time of her death, Polly was a member of the Clear Fork Old Regular Baptist Church. Polly was born February 11, 1896. Her parents were Alice and Wayne Feltner. On November 29, 1919, Polly married Elhanon Hurt of Hardburly, Kentucky. After the deaths of infant sons, Elhanon Jr. in 1921 and R.C. in 1923, Polly faced the early death of her husband, Elhanon, on July 23, 1929. She was left the task of rearing her three surviving children, Carrie, Mabel and Joe. In 1931 Polly married G. B. Roark. This marriage lasted twenty-odd years, until she was again left a widow. In 1982 Polly faced the death of her remaining son, Joe. Eleven short months later she, also, left this world. Left to mourn her passing, but to remember her noble spirit, are her two daughters, Carrie and Mabel; two sisters: Elizabeth and Mattie; her daughter-in-law, Beryl; eight grandchildren; nine great-grandchildren; and a host of nieces and nephews. Polly is gone, but in some way part of her spirit remains with each and every one of us she left behind. Written by her granddaughter, Blanche Caudill

Sexton, Paul, Jr.-Specialist 4th Class Paul Sexton Jr. was born April 6, 1965 to Paul and Jessie Sexton. He deceased this life June 17, 1986 while serving his country in the faraway country of Honduras. Paul Jr. was 21 years, two months and eleven days at the time of his passing. Paul Jr. was married to Jacqueline Mosley on December 21, 1984 and they lived a joyous and happy life together until he was so suddenly called home. Paul and Jackie were blessed by God and were able to conceive an unborn child, which by the grace of God will be born into this world in December of this year. Even though Paul is gone, the baby will be precious and will forever revive a memory of his father in our hearts. Paul entered the U.S. Army June 26, 1984 and served his country, our blessed United States of America, faithfully and loyally, until his untimely death on a foreign soil. Even though we know not how or why Paul was taken from us, we know that our father in Heaven knows, and that His will has been done. Paul Jr. leaves to mourn his passing his loving wife, Jackie; Paul Sexton; mother, Jessie Sexton; two brothers, Cecil and Billy; one sister, Tina; Parents-in-law, Earl and Emalee Mosley; maternal grandmother, Martha Adams; and a host of other relatives and friends.
Forever Loving You
Paul, your death has parted you from me physically, but not even death could take my love for you away. We had but a short time together, a time when we pledged our love eternally. Paul, you were always there when I needed you, in the good times and in the bad. We laughed together, we cried together, and together we have made a child. A child that will never feel the warm touch of your hand, nor see your loving smile, but a child that will always know your love and the love we conceived him in. This child, our child, is a blessing from God. A child which is a part of us together. I will always cherish my memories of: Paul, they were the happiest times of my life.
Forever loving you, your wife, Jackie

Shepherd, David Allen -was born on August 5, 1965. He passed from this life on March 31, 1986 at the age of  twenty. He is survived by his parents, Bobby and Eliza Shepherd, and one sister, Donna Ann Shepherd. He is also survived by his grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Arnie Cornett, and by his grandmother, Mrs. Bertha Shepherd, as well as a host of relatives and friends. David made more friends and touched the lives of more people than most people who live to a ripe old age. He was loved by everyone who knew him. This poem is engraved on the back of his headstone to help remind all us that he is not gone, he is just away, safe at home with Jesus, waiting for the rest of us. Written by his mother, father and sister

Short, Chris Edward-It is with a sad and broken heart I will try to write the obituary of Chris Edward Short, with the help of the good Lord. He was the son of Sherman Short Jr. and Emma Louise Hall Short. He was born September 17, 1966 and passed from this life on October 6, 1985, making his stay here on earth 19 years and nineteen days at the time of his passing. He met and married Sherry Slone, and to this union two children were born: one son, Brandon Short, and one daughter, Rebecca Jade Short. He leaves his wife, Sherry Slone Short; two children, Brandon and Rebecca; his parents, Sherman Short Jr. and Emma Louise Short; one sister, Brenda Gail Hall; one brother, Sherman Keith Short; and a host of friends and relatives to mourn his passing. We thought a lot of Chris, although he was with us for such a short time. Sometimes I would sit down with him and talk about the Lord and try to give him good counsel about his soul and what good things our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ has in store for them that believe, to fall out with sin and take up the cross and follow him that will lead to everlasting life. So I hope and pray what few minutes he had on earth that he remembered my counsel, and called upon the Lord. I want to say to the young boys and girls for the sake of your soul, call on the Lord while the blood is still running warm in your veins. We bloom out like a flower. We are cut down and wither away. Now I want to say to the little sinner boys and girls, turn back and get on that narrow road. And to Chris's family, we love you all and I hope Chris is resting around the throne of God. So we hope our loss is Heaven's gain. Written at the request of his wife, Sherry Short, by a sister in Hope, Ollie Mullins

Slone, Herma Jean-It is with a sad heart that I will try to write the obituary of Herma Jean Slone. Herma Jean was born February 10, 1934. She was the daughter of the late Leonard Slone and the late Gracey (Short) Slone. Herma Jean met and married Sherman Slone in early life, and to their union were born eight children sons: Earnie and Doug; daughters: Nadine, Wilma, Belinda, Bonnie, Vonda and Juanita. Herma jean joined the Mt. Zion Regular Baptist Church June 12, 1985 and lived faithfully until the Lord called her home. She loved to come to church and she enjoyed the services greatly. When we went to her home to have service she always told us how much she loved us. Herma Jean will be missed by the church, but we feel that our loss is Heaven's gain. To the children of Herma Jean, I feel if you want to meet with your mother again, you will have to repent and be born again. I hope you will not let Satan rob your salvation. Always remember the life your dear mother lived, and how she loved the Lord. I feel if you would follow in her footsteps, someday you can meet her again. So sleep on. Sister Herma Jean, we will meet you again someday, when the Lord comes, and we won't have to part anymore. Written with love, Brother Earl Mosley

Slone, Polly -of Garner, Kentucky, entered eternal rest on December 5, 1985. She had that dreadful disease, cancer. Polly was born December 8, 1903, making her stay on earth 81 years, eleven months and twenty-seven days. She was the daughter of the late Clifton Mosley and Ruthie Short Mosley. She had one son who preceded her in death as an infant. She leaves to mourn her passing her husband, Delza Slone of Garner, Ky.; three sons: Marcus Slone of Garner, Ky., Arthur Slone of Garner, Ky., and Vertis Slone of Kite, Ky. She also leaves three daughters: Ilia Hall, Erma Glee Hall and Mattie Marie Johnson, all of Garner, Ky. Also surviving are eighteen grandchildren, twenty-six great-grandchildren, and one great-great-grandchild. Her children loved her dearly. She was such an humble person. Everyone who knew her loved her. In the last days of her illness we visited her often. She would always greet us with a smile and hug. She would want us to sing the good old-fashioned songs of Zion and talk about Jesus. I have heard her call on His sweet name so many times. I believe December 8th was the best birthday present Sister Polly ever had. I believe she went home to be with Jesus. So, children, if you want to see Mommy again, just call upon the same God Mommy did. Fall out of sin and you can meet her in Heaven someday. I believe that our loss is Heaven's gain. Jesus called and Mother answered.
Written by a brother and sister in Christ, Chillestene and Edna Gibson, and son, Arthur Slone

Smith, Archie-It is with a heavy heart I will try to write the obituary of Brother Archie Smith. After a long illness he passed into the sweet arms of Jesus on the third day of July, 1986. All pain, worry and suffering ended. Just sweet peace and joy forever-more. His crown had been won, his race was over, at last victory was his. Born April 10, 1913, the son of Hamilton and Dorey Williamson Smith, making his stay here on earth 73 years, two months and twenty three days. On December 17, 1939 he married Nancy Brown. To this union were born six children. He leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Nancy of Frankton; two sons, Bobby Joe of Frankton, Edward of Knights-town; four daughters: Irene Jones, Betty Lou Jones of Alexandria. Carol Stanfield of Pendleton, Jean Turner of Summitville; twelve! grandchildren; eight foster grandchildren; seven great-grandchildren:; two brothers, Albert and Bill; two sisters, Bertha and Dorthey. Archie felt something was missing in his life. He turned to Jesus. I asking for Jesus to save his soul. He found what was missing. Brother! Archie and Sister Nancy came forward and were baptized into Lydia Old Regular Baptist Church at Marion, Indiana, where he was a faithful, member until his passing. He will be remembered as husband, father and brother, but most I of all he will be remembered as a child of God. Your brother in Christ Jerry Caudill

Smith, Hiram B. -was born to Robert Lee and Lucinda Amburgey Smith, both of whom preceded him in death. Hiram passed from this life on January 14, 1986, at the Humana Hospital in Lexington, Kentucky at the age of 87.Hiram leaves to mourn his passing two sons: Addie, Mallie, Ky., and J.R., El Dorado, IL.; two daughters: Russell Sue Smith, Mallie, Ky. and Elna Fields, Marion, Ind. Also surviving are six grandchildren: Greg, Dirk, Candy, Steve, Denise and Meredith; and two great-grandchildren Jenny and Molly. He also leaves behind five sisters: Dessie Amburgey, Mallie, Ky., Ruth Smith, Cincinnati, Ohio, Edith Wood, Auburn, Washington; Ennis Stewart, Hazard, Ky., and Margaret Bentley, Connersville, Ind. Hiram became a member of the Little Dove Regular Baptist Church on September 14, 1980, and was baptized into full fellowship on October 12, 1980.Hiram was a member of the Vicco Masonic Lodge No. 929 for fifty-six years. He was preceded in death by his daughter, Polly, on September, 1928; his son, Sam, on February 28, 1982; and his wife, Elizabeth, on November 14, 1972.He was strong and silent, his presence felt, rather than heard. He journeyed through life among his beloved Kentucky hills, and we were all blessed for his having passed this way.
"To fall in love with God is the greatest of all romances;
To seek him, the greatest adventure;
To find him, the greatest human achievement."
Written by Miss Russell Sue Smith and Mrs. Brenda Fields

Smith, Polly Mullins-I will write the obituary of my wife, Polly Mullins Smith. She was the daughter of Jasper and Elizabeth Mullins. She was born May 29, 1905. She joined the Little Dove Old Regular Baptist Church in 1925and lived faithfully all the way. She moved her letter to Clear Fork Church and remained there until her death. She was a faithful church member and always went to church as long as her health permitted. She was a faithful mother, wife, and a good Christian woman. She married Robert Smith, the son of Nathan Smith and Myrtle Cornett, on November 3, 1922.She was a good neighbor and everyone loved her dearly. She was reared up as an orphan child, without parents. She always helped people in any way she could. God took her from this life on February 1, 1986. She left to mourn their loss her husband, Robert; one son, Marvin Smith: one daughter-in-law, Alice El kind Smith; two grandchildren, Robert Wesley Smith and Mark Allen Smith; one sister, Claudie Gibson; several nieces and nephews; and a lot of friends and relatives. Time and place of services were Tuesday, February 4, 1986 at 2:00 p.m. at Clear Fork Old Regular Baptist Church, Lotts Creek, Kentucky. Clergymen were Bob Combs and Lewis Lucas. She was interred at the Combs Family Cemetery, Lotts Creek, Kentucky, with Engle Funeral Home in charge of arrangements. She left behind in her own hand writing:
There is a joy in serving Christ
Which nothing else can give;
and richest blessings crown the life,
when for the Lord you live.
Our "Loaves and Fishes" brought to him
He breaks and multiplies
to feed the hungry souls of men
With bread that satisfies.
How good to be an instrument of grace
 that He can use.
At any time, in any place,
However He may choose;
A vessel purified and filled
With living water sweet;
A Harp divinely tuned and thrilled
At Heaven's mercy — Seat
Written by Polly Mullins Smith December 15, 1955
I've stayed with Uncle Robert and Aunt Polly for three years. I loved Aunt Polly dearly and I love Uncle Robert. I'm still with Uncle Robert
Obituary written by Mrs. J. Garland Smith (Gladys) 1

Taylor, James Melvin - was born March 18, 1902 to Billy J. and Mattie Taylor. He had six brothers and two sisters which preceded him in death, and one living sister, Maude Sergent, 90, of Charles town, Indiana. He married Hazel M. Potter January 18, 1983 and with this union was like a father to three stepchildren, Ralph Ogelvie, Harold Ogelvie and Helen O. Blair. This marriage and family had three precious years before his passing February 9, 1986.He lived 82 years, eleven months and nine days, then left a vacancy that can never be filled. He worked as a miner, but was an excellent! blacksmith, and had accomplished everything he had started or strived for." Mel" was a generous, loving, kind, person and was loved by all 1 who knew him. He will always live in my memories, the love, joy and laughter we shared together, and he will always live in my heart as I know he lives with Jesus. In loving memory, his wife, Hazel Taylor

Watts, John M.-We are sitting here with a sad and lonely feeling, thinking about a dear Brother we love so well, Brother John M. Watts. We can't explain in words howl much we loved Bro. John M., but I know God loved him more than we did and called him away, where his troubles are over in this life. Bro. John M. was born November 1, 1905 and died April 30, 1986, making his stay on earth 81 years and six months. He met and married Sister Virgie Childers January 28, 1930. To this union were born three sons and four! daughters: Leon Watts, Garner, Ky., Roger Watts, Toledo, Ohio, Harlas Watts, Mousie, Ky., Audrey Adams, Litt Carr, Ky., Elveda Reynolds, Michigan, Treva Thomas, Blountsville, Tenn., Erma Lee Reynolds, Toledo, Ohio. He also leaves a host of relatives and friends to mourn their loss. Bro. John M. joined the New Home Regular Baptist Church the second weekend of November, 1953, and was baptized. Not many years after his wife, Sister Virgie, joined the church, and they were faithful deacons and members of the church. We feel like after Bro. John M. joined the church his life had a bearing on his friends and family, and eight of his children and grandchildren, who have followed his footsteps, let them see and understand he was living a good life for the Lord, which may cause more of his family to fall in the mercy of the good Lord. We feel the life he lived in the church and in front of his neighbors and friends would be a safe life to follow. We think our loss is Heaven's gain. We could write many pages and I couldn't write the good things Bro. John M. has done for his friends, neighbors, and the church. We can truly say Bro. John M. preached his own funeral to J all the people he came in contact with. We miss him so much, but] our loss is Heaven's gain.
Written by Sister Shirley Mosley and Brother Bertchell Mosley

Whitaker, Hessie Ison-It is with much sorrow I will try to write the obituary of my mother, and wife of my father, Hessie Ison Whitaker. Hessie was the daughter of Clint and Nancy Ison. She was born March 19, 1906 on Linefork, Kentucky. She passed from this life December 27, 1985 at the Appalachian Regional Hospital at Whitesburg. Her stay here on earth was 79 years, nine months and eight days. On September 28, 1929, at the age of 23, she was married to Jeff Whitaker at Skyline, Kentucky by Old Regular Baptist minister George B. Ison. To this union were born two children, Landon, who preceded her in death, and Donald Whitaker, left to mourn his loss. Also left to mourn is her husband, Jeff Whitaker. On September 17, 1940 Hessie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at the age of 34. She was baptized by the same minister who had married her earlier. She was a faithful member and attended regularly up until her death. She would often say she wished she could go to church someplace every day. She always came back from church excited and happy. She had been a diabetic for over forty years and constantly complained of chest pains. On Christmas night, around midnight December 24, 1985, she began suffering great pain. In the early morning hours we rushed her to the hospital, where the pain was diagnosed as a heart attack. Later, on the evening of December 26, her kidneys failed and her blood sugar began to climb. Then, early on December 17, the Lord took Himself an angel. For as long as my memory can recall she always would say, "There is nothing in my path to enter Heaven." She told us time and time again that we were to never let it worry us, as she was bound for Glory, and if we ever wanted to see her again we must get right with God. The last words she said on the morning of December 25, as we were leaving the driveway taking her to the hospital, were, as she looked upon the hill where the graveyard is, "Lord, I am going upon the hill and coming Home. I will never return here alive." She told it correct, because she never came back alive. There is a place in the Bible telling us about where there is forever joy and peace, where no troubles, sorrow or pain can ever enter. This is what Mother would sing so loud and long about. She would sing j so loud you could hear her all around the house. This, we know, is where Mother and wife have gone. Written by her son, Donald, with the help of her husband, Jeff