Amburgey, Lavera Smith  ("Verie") was I born September 21,1919. She passed away at her home, at the age of 73, on October 2, 1992. Lavera was the daughter of William and Susie Smith of Carr Creek. Verie grew up in the Carr Creek area and was a graduate of Carr Creek High School. One brother, Gordon, preceded her in death; her two sisters, Lavena and Anna Lee, survive. On April 30, 1945, Lavera married Edgar Amburgey, and the couple shared forty-seven happy years. Edgar and Lavera had three daughters, Phyllis Ann, Mary Sue, and Lavenia Michele. Verie was a devoted wife and mother whose family was always her priority. She was known among her neighbors and friends for her sweet and gentle spirit Vera just naturally thought of others rather than herself, and was referred to often as a person whom everyone loved. Lavera was an inspiration to those who knew her, especially in the last days of her illness. Even through her pain, Verie smiled, and her courage was a joy to those who visited and cared for her. Though her whole life was an example of Christian love, it was a special comfort to her daughters that she called them to her bed in the University of Cincinnati Hospital to tell them she was "ready to go on Home." The next lay she repeated this to her husband. No one who saw the look of perfect peace on her face in those difficult days could doubt Verie's trust in Jesus and her longing to be with Him in Heaven. Verie is very much loved and missed, and her memory will be reassured by her family and friends until she welcomes us Home.

Ashley, Silas-It is with a saddened heart that I try to write the obituary of my dearly loved daddy, Silas Ashley. He was born May 22,1910 to Freelen and Manerva Ashley, and died September 17,1992, making his stay here on earth 82 years and four months. He is survived by his wife, Bessie, to whom he was married fifty-six years. He is also survived by four children, one daughter, Shelby, and three sons: Silas Jr., Avery, and John R.; and one sister, Lillie Pigman. He has twelve grandchildren and ten great-grandchildren. Silas and Bessie had one son deceased, Linden. Silas was a member of the Little Dove church for the last five years of his life. He was a retired miner and resided in Sassafras for fifty-six years. He was one to never complain or show any pain during his sickness. He brought so much joy and love to his family and friends. Our family feels a great loss without him, but our loss is Heaven's gain. Written for his wife, Bessie, by their daughter, Shelby Mullins

Back, Agnan -"Bless the Name of My God!" What a blessing it has been to hear that victorious declaration. And can't you almost see those little "holy hands" lifted up unto the Lord? The winter storm of the century has just ended. The robins are searching for food. The lilies are beginning to bloom The voice of the turtle is heard in our land. It is the first of spring, and the winter is over for little Aggie. Agnan Back was born October 4,1913 into the home of the late Joe and Maggie Dixon Back. He passed from this life on Saturday, March 20, 1993 making his life on earth 79 years, five months and sixteen days. On March 13,1946, Agnan married Vera Dixon and to this union were born a son, Marcus, who lived only three days, and a son, Stevie, whom Agnan was so proud of. Agnan's father died and left a young family. Agnan was the oldest son and became a father figure to the rest of the family. Aunt Mag had assured her dying husband that she and Agnan would raise the children - and so they did. Agnan Back was a wise man. He loved people and people loved him. He never talked about his neighbor and neither did anyone else in his presence. Very few people ever saw him angry. He had a special relationship with his family. "Ag and Vema" had that special ring that bloomed through the forty-seven years of happy togetherness. Steve and Ag had a relationship that few fathers and sons ever enjoy. He loved Linda as his own. The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: And he delighted in his way. We remember how Ag told of that Easter morning on a ship at sea. That was the beginning of his journey toward Heaven. Genuine humbleness and sincerity were demonstrated as he offered his hand to Brother I.D. while on his knees. Oh, how he loved the Mt. Olivet Church! There have been many problems and concerns but he came to stay - and so he did. A few men deserve double honor! Agnan Back was a preacher of the Gospel of Jesus Christ - through the demonstration of the Spirit He made his first offering to the ministry at a home meeting in the house where Grandpap Back had lived. After thirty-six years and hundreds and hundreds of sermons it was ever clearer - unless ye repent ye shall all likewise perish. God was first in his life, but the waves of Old Glory sent chills up his spine. He served his country in the army during World War II. He was stationed in England, France, Austria and Germany. He remained in the army and later served in Korea and stateside. He participated in campaigns in Normandy Rhineland, north France and central Europe. He received the FAME Theater Ribbon with a bronze star and the Good Conduct Medal. In Korea he received the National Defense Service Medal, United Nations Service Medal, and the Korean Service Medal. Agnan was preceded in death by an infant brother and an infant son; two sisters at age five and seven, who died less than a month apart; a sister, Artie Campbell; and his mother and father. He is survived not only by Verna, Steve and Linda, but also four brothers: Ray, Reedus, James and John; three sisters: Irene Brown, Minerva Craft and Jo Ann Walters. Also surviving are a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, friends, neighbors and brothers and sisters in the church. And then there was a special friend that many thought was a natural brother. Brother I.D. Back and Brother Agnan Back walked, talked, laughed, prayed, cried, preached and served the Lord together!

Caudill, Thomas -I am going to try, with the good Lord' s help, to write this obituary of our youngest brother, Thomas Caudill. The best news he could have left us all was when he told us he had made peace with God and he believed he was going to a better home. When the j doctors first told him he had cancer he asked the Lord to grant him three wishes. The first one was to come back to the graveyard to visit his mom's and dad's graves, which he did. The second one was to see all of his sisters and brothers, which he did. The third one was to live to see his second grandchild born, but he didn't live long enough. Thomas was the youngest son of the late Arlie and Nancy Ann Hawkins Caudill. He was born September 13, 1946, making him 46 years, ten months and nine days old. He passed away July 22,1993 at the Mercy Hospital Medial Center in Des Moines, Iowa. He was buried in the Rising Sun Cemetery in Rising Sun, Iowa. Thomas moved to Des Moines, Iowa twenty-eight years ago. He was employed at Bridgestone-Firestone when he was told he had cancer. Surviving are his wife, Sandi; a son, James Edward, and a daughter, Kathryn Ann Thompson; a son-in-law, Curt Thompson; and one grandson, Curtis Thompson, all of Des Moines. Thomas was so proud of little Curtis and he thought the world of him. Also surviving are five brothers: Grand Caudill of Premium, Ky., Lee Caudill of Pinellas Park, Fla., Boyd Caudill of Pontiac, Mich., Paul Caudill of Taylor, Mich., and Jimmy Suffridge of Fort Wayne, Ind.; six sisters: Emma Meade of Dayton, Oh., Essie Mullins of Dearborn Heights, Mich., Bessie Jones, Sally Jones, Hazel Back, and Sandra Caudill, all of Premium, Ky. The good Lord called and Thomas answered. You are gone on home to live with our Savior, and Mommy and Daddy. You won't have anymore pain, no suffering of any kind, and best of all, you get to put on that long white robe and be able to walk again all by yourself. We will all miss you, Thomas, and you will be in our minds and hearts every day. We hope you believed us all when we tried to show you how much we loved you. There' s another empty place in our circle now. But we can meet Thomas in Heaven, if we want to. Written by the family

Cook, Rhoda S. - was born June 7,1915, the daughter of George and Cindy Owens. After a short illness, Rhoda passed from this life October 24,1992.Her surviving family includes one brother, George Jr., and three sisters: Edna Collins, Delia Armstrong and Coma Cook. Her surviving children include her son, Danny Smith of Hindman; three daughters: Billie Sue Mullins of Marion, Ind., Etta Gayheart and Debbie Mullins of Mallie. Rhoda is also survived by three grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. Rhoda was married first to Watson Smith and together they raised the family. Watson preceded Rhoda in death and she later married Kenzie Cook. Kenzie, too, preceded Rhoda in death. Rhoda took great pride in three things in this life: her church, her family, and her work as a cook for seventeen years for the Knott County Board of Education. Rhoda joined and was a faithful member of the Little Dove Church. Next to her faith in the Almighty, her family was her life. Nothing would please her more than to have her children around her come Sunday afternoon. They were her pride and joy, and she would never pass up the opportunity to tell of them and their accomplishments. It was this love and devotion that her family now finds missing in their lives. She held a special place in the eyes of all who knew her. But their loss is now Heaven's gain. Respectfully submitted by her family

Cornett, Buryl O'Neil -Our hearts are sad, our home is lonely, j because one so dear to us has gone home to be with Jesus. Buryl entered eternal life on May 28, 1992 at his home on Linefork, being 53 years, eleven months and twenty-nine days of age. Buryl was the son of Matt Cornett and the late Susanna Cornett of Linefork. Buryl married Delana Sue Cornett on July 10, 1973. To this union were born four daughters: Marcella, Tammy, Tracy and April, all living at home. Buryl worked hard to provide for his family. He tried to give his girls everything they wanted, and also taught them of the Lord. He told them to always put God first in life and everything would be all right Buryl loved to talk about the Bible to anyone who would take time to listen. He joined the Defeated Creek Regular Baptist Church on December 2,1990. Buryl loved the Lord, enjoyed his salvation, and was a faithful member of the church. Many times after Buryl joined the church, he would say, "Mom, this world is in awful shape, I can't wait to go home to be with Jesus." Buryl was a dear husband and a loving daddy, and he is missed greatly. Since Buryl passed away, his daughter has come home; Marcella was saved and joined the Defeated Creek Church. Oh, Dad, how we love and miss you. Some of Buryl's happiest times were the times he spent with his girls. He was a very, very special daddy and husband, and we miss him greatly, but our loss is Heaven's gain, and we have a hope of meeting him again some sweet day. Written by family: wife, Delana, and daughters, Marcella, Tammy, Tracy and April  In our hearts you will always be.

Cornett, Cinda Sparkman - of Gordon, Kentucky passed away December 10,1992 at the Harlan ARH. She was born June 23, 1907. She was married to Dave Cornett, who preceded her in death in November, 1974.She is survived by one son, James Cornett of Gordon, Ky.; two daughters, Cora Caudill of Letcher, Ky. and Evelyn Holbrook of Gordon, Ky.; one brother, Frank Sparkman of Jackson, Ky., five grandchildren and five great-grandchildren. Cinda was a member of the Mount Olivet Regular Baptist Church. She loved to attend church as long as she was able.
Written by Sister Ruth Frazier and daughter, Evelyn Holbrook

Day, Marion - passed away on Friday, October 2,1992 at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Health Care Center. Marion was the son of the late George and Polly Callihan Day. He was born February 3, 1913, being 79 years, seven months and twenty-nine days of age at the time of his passing. Marion was a member of the Cowan Regular Baptist Church for thirteen years. Surviving are his wife of fifty-four years, Marie Frazier Day; one son, Danny Keith Day of Anniston, Ala.; two brothers: Coleman Day of Cowan and Quentin Day of Kingscreek; three half-brothers: Jack Day of Columbus, Ind., Dauphus Day of Kingscreek and Donald Wayne Day of Columbus, Ind.; two sisters, Mattie Lou Stamper of Columbus, Ind. and Luna Roark of Kingscreek; two half sisters, Regina Logan and Margaret Ann Stamper, both of Kingscreek; and two grandchildren, Tricia Maria Day of Murfreesboro, Tenn., and Danielle Day of Columbus, Ind., along with a host of other relatives and friends to mourn his passing.

Fields, Astor -With a sad heart and the help of the Lord, I will try to write the obituary of our dear daddy, Astor Fields. Astor Fields entered eternal life Tuesday, April 24,1990 at Ingrams Creek, Kentucky. Astor was the son of Dona Fields and the late Alford Fields of Kingscreek, Kentucky. He was born July 14,1929, being 60 years, nine months and ten days of age at the time of his passing. Surviving, other than his mother, are his wife, Glena Banks Fields; one son, David Astor Fields of Kingscreek, Ky.; eight daughters: Dean Roark, Marsha Kay Fields and Hester Steward, all of Kingscreek, Ky., Debbie Day of Whitesburg, Ky., Darlene Maggard and Margie Raleigh, both of Big Cowan, Ky., Delana Cornett of Linefork, Ky., Pam Bartley of Jenkins, Ky.; four brothers: Lester Fields of Loyal, Ky., Eugene Fields of Bedford, Ind., Leroy Fields of Premium, Ky., Herbert Fields of Dry Fork, Ky.; four sisters: Dixie Eldridge and Maxie Ison, both of Roxana, Ky., Hester Fuson of Evarts, Ky., and last but not least, Linda Collins of Whitesburg, Ky. Also left to mourn his passing are fifteen grandchildren, whom Daddy loved with all his heart, and a whole host of friends and relatives whom we each and everyone love and appreciate from the bottom of our hearts. Our daddy was not just Daddy to us children, he was our best friend. He loved us all, and he loved the Lord. Our daddy was of the Pentecostal faith and was faithful in his church right up until the very end. Daddy loved to tell us and anybody who would listen about our precious Lord and what he could do for us, if we'd just let him into our hearts. A couple of us girls were lucky, we got to serve and live for the Lord alongside our daddy, and we thank God for this, and since our daddy has gone and left us for Gloryland, I, too, have found the Lord and am serving Him. I hope someday to get home to see my daddy again. There is not a doubt in our minds that Daddy is up in Heaven and he' s singing a beautiful song, "Come Up Here My Little Children." Daddy was a hard-working man throughout his days, right up until the day we found our dear daddy dead in the cornfields on Ingrams Creek, Kentucky. But Daddy, we know you are resting now up there in the arms of our Savior. Daddy, I can see the sadness and loneliness in Mommy's eyes since you've gone away. We all miss you so much, Daddy, but we hope and pray that someday if we'll all live right that we can come and see you in your new home. Daddy, we also know that your children and grandchildren were the light of your life. Daddy, we've each and everyone got special memories of you and we'll treasure them until we meet again. Daddy, David Astor being your only son, we know he misses you more than we can ever express with our words, and we know he has lots of memories to tell his little boys as they grow up. Daddy, since your passing you have three more beautiful grandchildren, whom you may see someday after while. Written by your loving daughter, Dean Roark, also left to mourn and miss you, your loving wife, Glena Fields, and family

Fugate, George - was born on August 29,1893 at Emmalena, Kentucky. His parents were Sam and Annie Fugate. When George grew up, he married Sally Francis. He also fought in World War I in France from 1917 to 1919. After coming back from the war, he and his wife raised six children from wages from working in the coal mines. Later on in years, George and Sally both joined the New Bethlehem Church at Talcum, Kentucky, and were baptized. Along with belonging to the New Bethlehem Church, George also donated the land that the church stands on today, and helped to build the church house itself. George and Sally were happy and lived a long life together. On November 17,1976 Sally passed away and George was left by himself in this world with no companionship. He was very lonely. Finally, in June of 1980, George married Alma Patrick, and he once again found happiness in this world. While George and Alma were able, they loved to go to church and hear all the singing and preaching. George and Alma had thirteen very wonderful years together until George passed away April 1, 1993. He has been greatly missed by family, friends, church members, people of our community, and most of all, Alma.

Fugate, Mary Dixon -The wind is cold. The snow has been blowing. The leaves have tamed brown and fallen to the ground. Winter is swiftly approaching. Today is a sad day, for one we loved so much has left us and gone, never to return. But for Sister Mary, today is not sad. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone, the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; the fig tree putteth forth her green figs and the vines with tender grapes give a good smell. Arise, with tender grapes give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one and come away. Saturday, November 14, 1992, Mary Dixon Fugate answered that call. She arose - loving, lovely and fair, and went away to be with her beloved. Mary was born in Perry County on December 30, 1915 into the home of the late James D. Pratt and Delcena Francis Pratt. Her life on earth was 76 years, ten months and fourteen days. Mary was married four times. John Hibbard, Garlan Hibbard, Shade Dixon and Farris Fugate all preceded her in death. She has one son who survives, John Marshall Hibbard, Ewa Beach, Hawaii, and three grandchildren. She is also survived by a host of nieces, nephews, friends and neighbors. Mary was a virtuous woman for her price is far above rubies... She stretcheth out her hand to the needy ... Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. She was one of the warmest, kindest, Christians to walk this way. Whether it was her nieces, nephews, or friends, she called them "her children." She was a second mother to so many! Mary was deeply loved by so many. The care she received in the hospital, in the nursing home, and in their homes, is a testimony to the love they had for her, and the kind of person she was. Friends and relatives can take comfort and pride in the way they helped her. In October, 1968 Mary joined the Mount Olivet Old Regular Baptist Church. Few have been as dedicated and committed as Sister Mary. Her life was filled with singing, praying and serving her Lord. She expressed her love so intensely, so freely. She was the same everywhere and always. S he was as likely to give a hug and a holy kiss on some street as in the church house. Not many are like Sister Mary. She had heart surgery, she had sugar diabetes, she had cancer, and she was lonely. Her steps grew slower and slower-her voice grew shaky and her hands began to tremble. However, her faith never faltered, and she will sing a new song. She liked to sing "The Old Ship of Zion." You can almost hear her now...
"As I step on board I'll Be leaving all my sorrows and heartaches behind.
 I 'II Be safe with Jesus the Captain, Sailing out on the CM Ship of Zion."

Lucas, Miles Mayo-In much sorrow and sadness I will write this letter to the church. He left me with a lonesome home and the keys to Heaven. In loving memory of my grandpa, Miles Mayo Lucas, a man who walked so humbly with love and pride. He was proud because he knew he had a Savior waiting to bring him home to Glory. I am proud to say that I've walked, talked and listened to this little servant of God. He loved everyone so much. He loved me and my children and we loved him. He had a special song that he would sing to my son, Jeffrey. The son is "Wondering Boy." It starts out, "I've been praying for your from the cradle, my boy. I have taught you the best that I know. But in all these temptations and trials you meet, I will still be praying for you." Thank you, Lord, for letting me keep him long enough to teach my children that serving God, as he did, will give them life everlasting. Ever where we went people wanted to hear my grandpap sing "Gabriel's Trumpet" and that pleased him so much. That was his favorite song. me and my children and we loved him. He had a special song that he would sing to my son, Jeffrey. The son is "Wondering Boy." It starts out, "I've been praying for your from the cradle, my boy. I have taught you the best that I know. But in all these temptations and trials you meet, I will still be praying for you." Thank you, Lord, for letting me keep him long enough to teach my children that serving God, as he did, will give them life everlasting. Ever where we went people wanted to hear my grandpap sing "Gabriel's Trumpet" and that pleased him so much. That was his favorite song. He would walk hastily on Sunday mornings, he loved his duty to God because God cleaned him up and made him the humble, loving person that he was. He didn't have to speak a word, his walk up to the stand let everyone know that he came to praise his Lord another Sunday morning. He wanted to give God the glory for those 102 years with us. His walk in this life spoke for him.
Joyce Lucas

Mosley, Dollie Collins-With a sad heart, but precious memories, I write the obituary of my mother, Dollie Collins Mosley. She was born October 17,1925 and passed away from this life Novembers, 1992, making her stay 67 years and seventeen days on earth. Very early in life she married Clifton "Dock" Mosley, who preceded her in death. To this union were born nine children: Imalee Hall, Charlene Jacobs, Nancy Jacobs, J.D., I Evalene Hall, J.C., and L. D., and Cordell and Betty Sue, who preceded her in death. She was also preceded in death by her mother, Maude Hicks Collins, and father, Willie Collins. Mother was a member of the Ball Fork Regular Baptist Church. She dearly enjoyed the church, but was unable to attend. Before God called Mommy from this life, she was able to call he children to her hospital bed to hug them one last time. I expect to meet m; loving mother again in Heaven, but before I do, my constant prayer to God is that all my brothers and sisters will turn to God before it is too late. Mother is dearly missed by family and friends who knew and love her.
Written by Elder L. D. Mosley

Mullins, Ubert Zine-With the help of God, I will try to write the obituary of my daddy. Daddy was born August 18,1921 and left this world of trouble on June 16,1993, making his stay on earth 71 years, nine months and sixteen days. He was born into the family of Monroe and Millie Gibson Mullins, who preceded him in death. Three brothers, George, Spencer, and Ray, also preceded him in death. He leaves to mourn his passing three brothers, Hiram Jr. Mullins of Larkslane, Ky., Ollie James Mullins and Olliver Mullins, both from Amburgey, Ky.; and two sisters, Beatrice Cook and Cleo Everage, both from Amburgey, Ky. Early in life he met and married Ollie Virgie Everage. To this union were born twelve children. Two sons, Darrel and Mitchell, and one daughter, Nancy Joan, preceded him in death. He leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Ollie Virgie Mullins; five sons: Alger and Morgan of Litt Carr, Ky., Vick of Wolfpen, Ky., Burl of Hindman, Ky., and Dean of Pikeville, Ky.; four daughters: Linda Hall and Gloria Dials of Pinetop, Ky., Charlotte Cable of Red Fox, Ky., and Brenda Slone of Hindman, Ky. Daddy had forty-three grandchildren, two of whom preceded him in death, and five great-grandchildren, one of whom preceded him in death. He also had six step-grandchildren and a host of friends and relatives who mourn his passing. I feel in life that Daddy became so lonely, something was missing, and I believe after many sleepless nights of crying and begging, that God heard him and put him on the straight and narrow path that leads to life everlasting. I know that Daddy was happy then, but he wanted the world to know about God. He put his light on a candlestick to give light to his children and friends. He joined Happy Home Old Regular Baptist Church, and was baptized April 5, 1969. Daddy always loved to go to church to hear good news from Heaven and to feel God's presence. But the time came when Daddy was not able to go to the church house anymore. Although he was in such pain with cancer and so many other things that were ailing his body, he always had a special smile for everyone who came to see him. Now he is gone, but the light that he left is Jesus. I am so happy for him, tears of joy flow as I write this to know that Daddy won't feel any more pain. You will not see Papaw any more here. If he could speak, he would say, "Love one another and be good, I am with Jesus now. And I beg you, when He knocks at your heart, don't turn Him away. Steal away and cry out to Him. He is everywhere. He is the only one who can get you to where I am. Goodbye for now. Love, Papaw. "Our loss is Heaven's gain. Written by his son, Alger, daughter, Brenda, and daughter-in-law, Cinda, with hope in Christ.

Mullins, Nannie -By the help of the good Lord, I'll try to write a short obituary of Sister Nannie Mullins. She was a faithful member of the Friendship Church until she was no longer able to come. Sister Nannie and her husband were ordained deacons. Sister Nannie was 92 years old. Her husband preceded her in death, as did two sons and two daughters. Sister Nannie was loved by everyone who knew her. The Friendship Church lost a great helper in the church. She will be greatly missed by all. Her brother in the Lord, George Shea

Pridemore, Rex Russell  (1930-1992)Filled with fond and precious memories, I will try, with the help of God, to write the obituary of my loving father. Rex Russell Pridemore was born on April 5,1930. He was the son of Russell and Opal Collins Pridemore. He had one younger brother, Ray. On November 15, 1950, he married Harriett Reynolds, who remained a loving and devoted wife to him for the remainder of his life, and to this union were born four children. At the age of 18, Daddy joined the Navy and served four years before returning to Eastern Kentucky. He worked approximately thirty years for the Kentucky Department of Transportation before retiring. He loved his work because it allowed him to help others. He continued to work until his health forced him to retire in 1985.After retiring, he and several of his friends built a log cabin on his beloved Smith Branch, where he had spent many carefree days as a child. He enjoyed going to his cabin each day, where he and his friends raised pigs, chickens, and a garden together. In his quiet, easy-going manner, Daddy provided his family with a home, love and direction. He taught his children by example. He worked hard and always paid his debts, and he was never too busy or too tired to help his neighbors. In February 1992, we found out that Daddy had lung cancer. Although he was a fighter and was bravely determined to beat the disease, his body was too far gone. Realizing his lost condition and his need to return to God, Daddy prayed until being delivered from his burden of sin. He joined the Reynolds Fork Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized on July 18,1992. He immediately became a light unto God and testified to everyone he came in contact with. He was always eager to tell about his God and encourage others to become children of God. Many nights when the pain in his body kept him from sleeping, Daddy and Mommy would spend precious moments talking about God' s goodness and mercy and the prospect of a better life in Heaven. On Thursday morning, September 17,1992, Daddy passed away at the Hazard Appalachian Regional Hospital. He leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Harriett; his mother, Opal Pridemore; one brother, Ray Pridemore; four children: Raymond Russell Pridemore, Edythe Ann Pridemore, Robert Dean Pridemore, and Cathy Sue Combs; one daughter-in-law, Cheryl Lynn Pridemore; one son-in-law, Wendell Combs; four grandchildren: Trinity Craig, Joyce and Luke; and three step-grandchildren, Tommy, Jerry, and April. Daddy cannot come back to us, but we can go where he is. Let us all strive for a better life so we can meet with him around the throne of God. Written by his daughter, Cathy Combs

Rose, Edna -daughter of the late George Johnson and Belva Lockwood Mullins Johnson, was born in Clintwood, Virginia on February 21,1918. She entered eternal life Sunday, October 25,1992 at the Jenkins Community Hospital, being 74 years, eight months and four days at her passing. Edna was married to the late Acie Rose April 22,1933, and he entered eternal life August 21, 1989. To this union were born sixteen children, six sons and ten daughters. The sons include: Walter of Clintwood, Va., Tommy, Gary, Larry and Gerald, all of Jenkins, Ky., and Wendell of Elyria, Ohio. The daughters include Gaynell Fields of Columbus, Ind., Dorothy Sowards of Pikeville, Ky., and Louise Vance, Bobby Duncil, Lavada Wright, Alice Lockwood, Belva Mullins, Becky Brown, Vanessa Rose and Freda Hall, all of Jenkins, Ky. Mother was baptized into the Regular Baptist Church in August, 1949, and her membership was with the Dixon Memorial Regular Baptist Church at her passing. She remained a devoted and faithful member as long as she was able to attend. There are so many cherished and loving memories racing through our minds as we attempt to continue this obituary. The family and community have lost a very loving, caring, humble person, but most of all, a person who touched the lives of all who knew her by her acts of kindness, her smile, and her readiness to help anyone, without hesitation. She loved her family and friends dearly, and it can truly be said of Edna Rose, "Ye shall be known by the fruits you bear." This was truly an individual who preached her own funeral by the life she lived and the example she set before her family and the neighborhood. Edna and her dearly, departed husband, Elder Acie Rose, devoted their lives to the church. They attended each weekend, although at times their health was not up-to-par. Yet, they would always seem to feel much better afterwards, especially after having received a spiritual blessing. Acie would sing the songs of Zion, and Edna was widely known for shouting the praises of God. Many times she and Acie were asked to pray for my family and me, an Edna would often tell us how good God had been to her and her family. God was the one who actually deserved the praise, glory and honor. As they traveled side-by-side, Edna and Acie were so kind and thoughtful while visiting their friends, especially the sick. This was a couple most definitely joined by God, and they brought lots of joy and many a blessing to those unable to attend church. They would meet with friends and family, and Acie would sing and hold prayer while Edna would begin shouting the praises of God. A seat is now vacant in her home, at her church, and in the homes of her many friends whom she once visited. The emptiness in our hearts will forever be felt, but there is comfort in believing that she has made a glorious exchange from this earthly house to that Heavenly home. Edna was a most kind and understanding mother, grandmother, and friend, but we need to remember that "God giveth and God taketh away." Those who believe in Him and follow in His footsteps are more likely to inherit eternal life. She is sorely missed, but her pain and suffering has ended as she now dwells in a better home with her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ Losing Acie was a devastating experience for Edna, and all the sadness and loneliness caused her health to deteriorate more rapidly. Her family and friends tried so diligently to comfort her, but the only way she could ever be happy again would be when the Lord were to call her home to be with her dearly departed husband. Edna's son, Tommy, and his wife, Nina, moved into the house with her in order to better care for her. Edna received the best of care during her illness, but when God calls, each of us will have to answer. Yet, there is comfort in knowing and realizing that she was ready and willing to go. It is very difficult and very heartbreaking to lose a loved one, especially one so dear and soft-spoken as Edna. A kind voice is no longer with us, but the fond memories we shared with her will forever remain in our thoughts and hearts. Words cannot express how much we miss her, and it is a true honor to have known this wonderful lady. Edna's funeral was preached by Elders I.D. Back and Jimmy Hall October 28, 1992. Her sweet body was laid to rest in Green Acres Cemetery, Ermine, Kentucky, where she was placed beside her late husband, Elder Acie Rose. She is another beautiful flower in the Master's bouquet The family would like to take this opportunity to thank all of those who spoke kind words, or sent food or flowers, for being there with them during their time of bereavement or sorrow.
Written by her lonely and broken-hearted family, assisted by two special and devoted friends, Paul and Glenda Sue Baker

Shepherd, Naomi-It is so very hard, but we will try to write the obituary of our mother, Naomi Shepherd. Mom was born to the late George and Dellie Coburn Boleyn of May 2,1918 and passed away at Our Lady of the Way Hospital in Martin, Kentucky on June 4,1992.In early life Mom married Manis Shepherd, who preceded her in death on July 24, 1986. They were blessed to have six daughters and one son. Mom was baptized into the Rock Fork Old Regular Baptist Church on November 16, 1985 by Elder Earl Slone and Elder Jerry Manns. Mom loved the church, and went as long as she was able to go. Left to mourn her passing are her son, Phillip Shepherd of Garrett, Ky., and five daughters: Claudine Shepherd of Garrett, Ky., Madylene Boleyn of Topmost, Ky., Donna Shepherd of Garrett, Ky., Sarah Jackson of Garrett, Ky., and Stella Slone of Hueysville, Ky. One daughter, Ella Faye, preceded her in death. One sister, Viola Hay se of Ligonier, Ind.; two grandsons, Tim and Aaron; one granddaughter, Angie; and three sons-in-law, Arlie, Kermit and Ancil, also survive. Also left to mourn her passing are three step-grandsons, Daryl, Greg and Jeff, all of Indiana. On Thursday, June 4,1992, Mom passed from this life to a life of joy and peace. On our parents' tombstones the words 'Ties That Bind" say how we feel about them and how they felt about each other. Love is the "ties that bind," and even death cannot break those ties.
Written by her broken-hearted children

Slone, Jasper & Effie-With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my beloved Daddy and Mommy. Jasper Slone was born January 30, 1908. He was the son of Isom "Salty Ice" Slone and Lindy Slone of Pippa Passes, Ky. He left this earth for a better home on November 6, 1989, being 82 years, nine months and seven days old at the time of his passing. Daddy talked to a little girl in a window. He said she had long, blond hair and ' was the prettiest sight he'd ever seen. He said she was waiting for him. Daddy told me he was gong to a better home. He told me he'd been praying for long time. Although he didn't join the church, I believe with all my heart he is around the throne of God I believe he made peace with the Lord before he left his old earth. Early in life Daddy was married to Effie Slone. To this union nine children were born. Two sons preceded him in death, Luther and Delmos Slone. Left to mourn his passing are three sons: Bert Slone of Morehead, Ky., Alva Slone of Portsmouth, Ohio, and Corbett Slone of London, Ky.; four daughters: Ruth Prater of Hueysville, Ky., Melvie Slone of Garner, Ky., Irene Reed of Concord, Ohio, and Nadine Monroe of Sharrodsville, Ohio. He had forty-six grandchildren, fifty-two great-grandchildren and four great-great-grandchildren. He also had one brother, Carly Slone of Florida, and one sister, Polly Slone of Hueysville, Ky. Daddy was a hard worker. He worked in the coal mines for years. When he was out of work here in Kentucky, he went to Marion, Ohio where he worked for Cory Rubber Company until he retired. Daddy's work is over here on earth, but I believe he is at rest on the other side of the shore. We all miss him very much.
Effie Slone was born May 14,1909. She was the daughter of Billy Slone and Rachel Slone of Pippa Passes, Ky. She left this old world of sorrow on October 22,1991. Her stay here on earth was 82 years, five months and eight days. I believe Mommy is at rest in the arms of Jesus. When Jesus called, she just fell asleep. Mommy had cancer and was in the hospital at Morehead, Kentucky. They wanted to do surgery, but she said she wanted to go home first and have church at her house. We took her home and called some of the Regular Baptist preachers in to have meeting for her. The preachers who came were Hershel Short, Hurley Short, James Slone and Earl Mosley. She really enjoyed this meeting. She clapped her hands and praised the Lord. I can just see her little hands as I write this. She gave her hand to Preacher Hershel Short to join the church. She said she wanted to be baptized if she became able, but she never did. I believe Mommy is better off than we are. I believe our loss is Heaven's gain. Mommy was a hard-working woman. She worked in the gardens and fields. She also did some of the making and laundering of the white uniforms the girls used to wear at Alice Lloyd College. She tried her best to help raise us children. Early in life Mommy was married to Jasper Slone. To this union nine children were born. Two sons, Luther and Delmos Slone, preceded her in death. Left to mourn her passing are three sons: Bert Slone of Morehead, Ky., Alva Slone of Portsmouth, Ohio, and Corbett Slone of London, Ky.; four daughters: Ruth Prater of Hueysville, Ky., Melvie Slone of Garner, Ky., Irene Reed of Concord, Ohio, and Nadine Monroe of Sharrodsville, Ohio. She has forty-six grandchildren, fifty-two great-grandchildren, and four great-great-grandchildren. She also has one sister, Connie Jacobs of Pippa Passes, Ky., and one brother, Milford Slone of Mousie, Ky. We all miss her very much. So, brothers and sisters, if we want to see Daddy and Mommy again, we will have to let their God be our God. By the help of the Lord, we can all be a family again, parting nevermore.' 'Daddy and Mommy, I hope we can meet again in Heaven someday. We miss you so very much."
Written by her daughter, Melvie Slone

Wright, Jessie Stewart-was born January 10,1 920 and departed this life on March 24,1993, making her stay on this earth 73 years, two months and twenty-three days. She was the daughter of the late John R. Stewart and Sophia Belle Stewart. She was the wife of Coy Ellis Wright. To this union were born four children: Anna Belle Wright of Roxanna, Ky., Andy Wright of Roxanna, Ky., Billy Wayne Wright of Louisville, Ky., and John Douglas Wright, deceased. She is survived by one brother, Critty Stewart. Jessie was baptized in 1972 and was a member of the Tolson Creek Old Regular Baptist Church. Words cannot describe the kind of lady that Jessie was. She was truly a "great lady." She stamped her name into the hearts of all the people that ever came to know her. She truly made an impression on each one in a very special way. Her memory will always live in the hearts of everyone that was blessed to know her. The school children loved her, her family loved her, her church loved her, and her community loved her. Jessie will be missed by all.