Adams, Sidney  was born September 13,1910, to Robert (Bob) Adams and Susan King Adams. He passed from this life on November 15,1998, making his stay here on earth 88 years, 2 months, and 2 days. Preceding him in death was his mother and father, seven brothers and sisters at a very young age, his sister, Flora Bowen, and brothers, Webb, Jim, and Estill (Doc).Left to mourn him is his kind and loving wife, Vinta A11ihuigcy Adams; 2 sons, Stanley Gordon and his wife, Erma; Rudean and his wife, Sue; and 1 daughter, Nancy Sue Pigman and her husband, Roger; 9 grandchildren: Paul Gordon Adams, Robin Adams Embry, Tammy Lynn Adams, Sandra Adams Broering, Bryan Edward Adams, Jill Suzanne Adams, Acacia Pigman King, Joshua Lloyd Pigman, Jordan Scott Pigman; and 7 great-grandchildren; 4 brothers: Tolbia, Robert, John, and Andrew Adams; and 4 sisters: Ellen Robinson, Margaret Salisbury, Garnett Risner, and Grace Webb. Dad was in politics a big portion of his life, and he loved to get out and campaign and be around people. He served as State Representative for 3 terms. Dad drove the school bus for many years and made some lifelong friends of the children who rode his bus. He was also a mail carrier for the U.S. Postal Service, as well as having numerous other jobs. The most important thing Dad ever did was accept Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior. In 1996, Dad was baptized into the Little Dove Old Regular Baptist Church. He had been going to church for many years and dearly loved attending with all the church brothers and sisters, but he couldn't seem to take that final step. In 1995 Dad had a serious car accident, and I remember talking to him in the ICU unit at the hospital. I asked him about his salvation and he cried saying he wanted to be saved and live eternally with the Lord. I told him I just felt God had spared him in the accident and was giving him the chance to make it right. Thank God, he did make it right, and we can rejoice that he is with our Lord. Our family misses our beloved husband, father, and grandfather very much, but I know that he is with our Savior and Lord, and that makes our loss so much easier to bear.
Written by his daughter and sister in Christ, Nancy S. Pigman

Note; pages 71-72 containing this obit are missing) fine friends like Hattie, Hassie, Millie, Gillis, Bob, Ellis, and others. All the kind words, prayers, and songs meant so much to her and all of our family. I'm sure Mom would say " I love you" to all her family and friends. She would also tell of a beautiful home where she is waiting for us with open arms, just as she used to greet us here. Mom, we can still laugh; just not as loud, we can still smile, just not as wide. A piece of our life is missing; but in our hearts, somewhere between love and kindness, there is a big space called Mom.

Bates, Curtis H. - was born in Knott County, Kentucky on May 23, 1906 to Lum and Lizza Thornsberry and died on March 19, 1999, at the Medical Center of Southern Indiana in Charlestown, making his stay here on earth 92 years, 9 months and 24 days. He married Lettie Franklin on August 8, 1931. To this union were born four children. His wife, Lettie, and two daughters, Joyce and Wilma, preceded him in death. Later in life he met and married Leona Wright Bates. Surviving are his wife, Leona Wright Bates of Letcher Co., Ky.; three sons: Elwood Bates of British Columbia, Canada; Arthur Bates of South Carolina; Edward Bates of Michigan; daughter, Mary Bates Harbin of Hibernia, Indiana; two brothers, Everett Bates and Isadore Bates; two sisters, Sadie King and Augie Slone; twenty-five grandchildren; his stepchildren and many friends. Curtis taught school in Knott County, Kentucky. He came to Indiana in 1940 and worked at the Government Plant in Charlestown and other plants in Indiana as well. He also liked hunting for ginseng. Later in life, Brother Curtis found the need of a Savior and cried for mercy. He joined the Chester Hogg Memorial Old Regular Baptist Church, and was baptized on May 9, 1981. He always filled his seat and will be sadly missed by his family and brothers and sisters in the Lord. Written by his family and a sister in the Lord, Olive R. Tackett.

My name is Jessica and I love my Pap-paw so much. He was a very good man, and he had lots of friends. Each one of them love him and we miss him so badly. He has left lots of love behind. I know he is in a good place and God will take care of him.
We love you, Pap-Paw. Love, Jessica and Joshua Hudson

Time is life, and time is healing, I am sure. But this tragedy is a great loss, it is very hard lots of times. Sometimes I look at stuff that my Grandpa has done, and I begin to think of all the things he has taught me over the thirteen years, two months and one day I have known him. I remember about a year before my kindergarten year he taught me how to tie my shoes by the coal outside. My Grandpa was very special to me, he meant a lot to me and to many others, too. The day he entered eternal life, I had awakened to go to school. I have a necklace that I never forget, but that day I had forgotten it. I walked outside to catch the bus, and I was talking to my friend and for some reason, I turned and walked away, not because I had forgotten my necklace but because I knew something was wrong. As soon as I opened the door the phone rang. It was my cousin Troy. He asked for my mom. I gave the phone to Mom and went back outside. The bus never came so I decided that I would have my mom take me. When I got to the steps, I heard my mom (Janice Blair) crying in sorrow. I dashed up the stairs to see what was wrong. She wouldn't tell me at first. Finally she told me about Grandpa. At first, I refused to believe it. I thought that it was a dream. Finally, I came around and it dawned on me that it was real. I began to cry, but then I realized that God had done this for a reason, not a loss. Still, to this day, I cry alone in the dark. Some people think of how my very wise Grandpa passed away, but I like to think of how he lived. I give God all the glory in my heart for what he has done for us, and I know he is taking good care of Aster Watson Blair just inside the gates of Heaven.
One of these days I hope to see him singing with the angels in his white robe. I love you very deeply Pa-Pa.Your grandson, Byron Sparkman

A Special Thanks-There has always been a person in my life who I have cared very deeply for. This man has been there for me when no one else was. He has tucked me in nice and warm so that I could sleep all through the night. And I'll never forget those arms of warmth that he has held me with when I was scared. He has comforted me all of my life and I know that he always will. The wisdom within this man will never be matched by all of the knowledge that I will ever hold. He has a way of always taking care of the ones around him. This should have taken all of his time, but there has always been time for a game of catch. Without that I would have never had those wonderful summer memories of baseball. He has always had time for a quiet hunt or a fishing trip. I learned so much from him especially in those areas. It means so much to me to know that I always had someone there to teach me how. Teaching me is just a small part of it. It's that he cared enough to want to teach me that matters. But the most important thing he taught me is to have respect for everyone. That makes life a whole lot easier in everything that you do. The special man that I have been talking about is my father. A father make things so much easier in life. Especially when you can always be proud to have him as a father. Today I am eighteen years old and still learning from him every day. Just by looking in this man's eyes I can learn so much. I love him with all of my heart and I appreciate him and our relationship more and more every day. I only hope that he knows.
Your loving son, David (Written to Aster as a gift on David's eighteenth birthday)

Caudill, Bert C.-With a sad heart I will try to write the obituary of my father-in-law, Bert C. Caudill. Bert was born February 21,1918. He was the son of the late Henry H. and Ellen Caudill. Bert married Ruby Melton on June 18, 1938. Bert entered eternal life June 18,1999, which would have been his and Ruby's sixty-first anniversary. To this union was born three daughters and two sons. Ruby and two daughters preceded Bert in death. Bert joined the Little Dove Church on April 9,1978, and he was a faithful member until his death. We, the family, will miss him, but we hope to meet him in Heaven someday. I love and miss you Bert.
Written by Bert's daughter-in law, Phyllis J. Caudill

Caudill, Boyd -87, Blackey, Kentucky, died Saturday, December 19,1998, at his home. He was born April 13, 1911, at Uz, Kentucky, the son of Wesley and Mahalia Caudill. Boyd Caudill was a member of the Mt. Olivet Old Regular Baptist Church in Blackey. He retired March 24, 1974, after twelve years of service on the St. Mary's KS Police Department. Prior to that, he served on the Sheriff's Department in Harlan and Letcher County in Kentucky, with a total of forty-two years of service in police work. As a young man, he worked in the coal mines in Harlan, County, Ky. He was in the National Guard and the CCC's. He married Mella Kelly on October 2,1937, in Harlan County, Ky. She died December 28, 1987. He married Imogene Griffie on December 11, 1989, in Blackey, Ky. Survives. Other survivors include two sons, Donald B. Caudill, Si. Mary's, and Richard M. Caudill, Reading: two daughters, Phyllis Barnes Lubtke Phelan Ca., and Sheila Caudill, Read ing; seventeen grandchildren, fifteen great-grandchildren; one stepson, Terrell Griffie, Blackey, Ky.; four stepdaughters: Brenda Caudill, Blackey, Ky., Sharon Adams, Letcher, Ky., Wanda Long, Gordon, Ky., and Loretta Mullins, Pound, Va.; thirteen step-grandchildren; four step-great-grandchildren; one brother, Edwin Caudill, Uz, Ky.; and two sisters, Ella Carson, St. Mary's, and Ann Frazier, Whitesburg, Ky. He was preceded in death by a daughter, Patsy Isom, on September 19,1985, and a granddaughter, Debbie Caudill, in May, 1979. Two stepsons, Carman and Dwayne, are also deceased. His funeral service was Tuesday, December 22, at his Church in Blackey, Ky. Burial was in a family cemetery near Kingdom Come, Kentucky.

Caudill, Elma-Loving wife, loving mother, loving grandmother, great-grandmother, faithful Christian, and friend. This describes the lady we called Mom. We are filled with memories today of our life with her. She taught us early on to be good and to do the right thing. She set a good example when she and Dad accepted Jesus as their savior and walked hand in hand into the water to be baptized on June 25, 1989, and arose to walk in the newness of life. Elma Caudill passed away on March 4, 1999 at home. Mom was the daughter of the late Leander and Betty Day Eldridge. She was born January 20, 1920 being 79 years I month and 12 days of age at the time of her passing. Mom was a member of the Cedar Grove Old Regular Baptist Church.Carlos and Elma were married October 16, 1936 and to this union was born 2 sons, Roy Caudill of Shepherdsville, KY. and Loye Caudill of Letcher; 4 daughters: Ollie Jent, Verna .lent and Artie Shepherd all of Blackey and Ina Sumner of Somerset KY. Elma is survived by her husband, Carlos, and I foster daughter, Margaret Eldridge of Somerset; 1 brother, Astor Eldridge of Medway, Ohio; 1 sister, Arlie Shea of Waynesburg, KY; 11 grandchildren, and 7 great-grandchildren, along with a host of other relatives and friends to mourn her passing. Mom was preceded in death by 7 infants, 4 brothers: Howard, Willie, Lloyd and Henry and 1 sister, Eva. We chose to take care of Mom at home as her illness worsened. Near the end of her life, when she was in pain, she would call out softly, " Oh, Lordy, Lordy." We felt it was a confirmation of her faith in Him, and we felt sure he was near. We will miss her so much, but because of the preparations she made for eternal life, it will make our sorrow lighter.
All our love and Prayers, Carlos and children

Caudill, Hillard David-An empty seat with a red rose, a grieving family, brothers and sisters with sad and tearful faces, and thoughts of a world that is now a little more empty and lonely, these are memories from the great loss of a good man, Hillard Caudill. He was a good family man, so loved and respected by his wife, children and grandchildren. Oh, how he loved them and worried about their care, especially the salvation of their souls. He also was dedicated to serving the Lord and his brothers and sisters in the church. Hillard is greatly missed by all of us, he enriched our lives and left pleasant memories that will linger until we can join him in the paradise of God. Hillard David Caudill passed away on Monday, December 14,1998 at his residence. He was the son of the late James Jesse and Chloe Caudill. Hillard was born on September 23, 1939, having lived 59 years, 2 months and 21 days at the time of his passing. He is survived by his wife, Margaret Sue Caudill; two daughters, Sherry Sue Mullins and Patricia Ann Caudill both of Cynthiana; one son, Clem Blair, a loving gift from Al and Billie Blair; two sisters, Opal Caudill of Alexandria, Kentucky, and Vina Bryant of Auburn, Indiana; three brothers, Coleman Caudill of Jeremiah, Kentucky, Lonzo Caudill of Jeremiah, Kentucky, and Hubert Caudill of Sunman, Indiana; five grandchildren, Benjamin, Rebekah, Cassie, Shelley and Noah and a host of other relatives and friends. Hillard was preceded in death by two sisters, Effie and Arlie Caudill. Hillard was a good natured, hard-working man. He was friendly and helpful to everyone that he met. However, for a number of years he had problems with his heart which finally required major surgery. In a Lexington hospital, he realized his need for a Savior and found the peace and assurance that he needed. As his daughter remarked, "I want you to meet my new daddy," Hillard had been made anew by the atoning blood of Jesus Christ. He then dedicated his life to serving the Lord. Hillard became, a member of the Blair Branch Church and brought much joy to our lives. He found great satisfaction in serving God's people. His light shined among our many churches and he was loved by all. In a quiet moment of his life while alone at home, Hillard heard a call from glory and God took His obedient servant home to rest. He is now waiting for his family, friends, brothers and sisters to come to that eternal home. Rest in peace, our beloved brother, we will meet again. "And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward."
Written by a friend and brother in the Lord, Elder Don Pratt

Deel, Harrison-With a sad and broken heart, we will try to write the obituary of our dearly beloved daddy and husband. He was the son of the late Charlie Hopkins "Hoppy" Deel and Gracie Jane Dales Deel. He was born to this union August 15, 1929, and departed this life October 6,1998, making his stay here on earth 69 years, 1 month, 21 days. He was married to Gay Ola (Willis) Deel September 13, 1947. They devoted their lives to each other for 51 years, 23 days. To this union were born two daughters, Marshell Clevinger and Linda Branham, and two sons, Bobby Harrison Deel and Blake Deel. He was preceded in death by his mother March 14,1972, and his father December 1, 1979; also by five brothers and 3 sisters. He leaves to mourn his death: his wife, Gay Ola (Willis) Deel of Grundy, VA; two daughters, Marshell Clevinger and Linda Branham, both of Grundy, VA; two sons, Blake Deel of Breaks, VA and Bobby Harrison Deel of Grundy, VA. Also surviving are three grandchildren. He leaves two sisters, Myrtle McGlothlin of Vermilion, OH, Orpha Pennington of Jackson, KY; three brothers: Finis Deel of Grundy, VA, Gilbert Deel of Fairless Hills, PA and Clyde Deel of Vermilion, OH. Daddy also leaves one stepsister, Lexie Stiltner of Grundy, VA. Daddy was a member of the United Mine Workers of America, Local Union 7025 of Harman, VA having worked for Harman Mining Corporation for 33 years. We never had a great lot of money, but Daddy always saw that we had the things that we needed and things that we wanted as we could afford. Looking back as children, Daddy always provided for us. He was a hard worker all of his life and a very indepenLiach and everyone of us went to Daddy for advise from time to time. He was always willing to help and somehow know the answers to our problems. Daddy became ill some several years before his death The doctor discovered that he had cancer about eight years;. prior to his death. He received radiation treatments that sum mer and seemed to be fighting the disease with a positive-attitude. Daddy also had severe lung conditions from smok ing and working all those years in the coal mines. It was if until the last three to four years that you could see a dramatic change in Daddy's health. He had always loved to hunt and fish and now the time had come that his health would not permit it. His breathing had gotten so bad he could not climb those mountains as he had before. The pain became worse with each passing day. When Daddy let God into his life, it was the most precious day of all. The day Daddy became a Christian, he told Mommy that he had a feeling that he had never had before and that he wanted to join the church. Elders Jimmy Yates and Billie Campbell joined with us to celebrate this wonderful day when. Daddy became a member of the Little David Old Regular Baptist Church, Indian Bottom Association, of Prater, VA. Daddy told us that he was one of God's children now and that God would take care of him. He would pray so hard sometimes for God to just take him home so the pain could stop. He suffered many times with his family and friends standing over him praying for a better life. Daddy's life here on earth was coming to an end and we all knew it. God let us keep Daddy until Tuesday morning, when He called him home. Daddy's prayers had finally been answered and he had gone to Heaven, a place to rest without any sorrow or pain. We all have many precious and wonderful memories of Daddy and will miss him more than words can say. But, we know that-I I hat our loss is Heaven's gain. Our hearts are broken and have an emptiness that will always be there, but we know that inn Daddy is living in Heaven, as he had prayed so hard for. Daddy, you will be missed by so many people, but especially Mommy, the children, grandchildren, daughter-in-law and sons-in-law. We love you so very much from the bottom of our hearts.
Rest In Peace. Written by his broken-hearted wife and children

Everage, Elam J-sprung up a flower in the home of Aker and Angaline Jones Everage June 12, 1936. Early in life he met and married Marie Everage. In this union 5 children were born, one son, John Allen, and 4 daughters: Helen Faye Morgan, JoAnn Auer, Teresa Auer and Karen Raichel. Elam J. was a kind and loving husband and father and he worked hard to provide for his family. In later years Elam J. realized something was missing in his life. He realized it was the Lord. He prayed and prayed and Jesus forgave him. He joined the Happy Home Church on the third Sunday night in September 1997 and was baptized October 5,1997. He was a faithful member and brother to many churches as long as he was able. On February 12, he fell asleep in the arms of Jesus. He leaves to mourn their loss, his wife and children; his brother, Landis Everage; 2 sisters, Matilda Lucas and Goldia Jenkins; 5 grandchildren and 2 great-grandchildren, a host of nieces and nephews; and 2 aunts. His mother and dad, 1 brother and 1 sister preceded him in death. I would like to say to you children that the Lord didn't take your Daddy to hurt you. He's resting now in the arms of Jesus. If he could speak to you.
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" She said, "I hate to leave you here, but I have to go home; my family is standing at the gate waiting on me. I love- you, goodbye." That was the last Mother ever talked , though I could understand her. She loved everybody. Mother joined the Poor Fork Old Regular Baptist Church was baptized in 1956. Later in years she moved her membership to Defeated Creek Old Regular Baptist Church. She loved the Lord and loved to go to church. She moved to Pineville, Kentucky in 1981 to be close to her daughter. There aren't any Regular Baptist Churches in Pineville, so she took membership with Wasioto Baptist ('hutch with her daughter. She never let the Old Regular Baptist leave her belief. She sang the songs to herself. She would get happy and rejoice in the Lord. She got acquainted with a very special friend of this family Joe Steely, and family. Joe would take her to church with him back to Cumberland. She was always thrilled to get to go. Mother was laid to rest in Green Hills Memorial Gardens beside her husband. Helping others was her joy, but her labors are over and she is now resting with Jesus.
Written by daughter, Mae Fields Lloyd, and friend, Joe Steely

Hall, Herbie-was our uncle, but more like a father to us. We miss him and it is hard to write this obituary of him. But, with God's help, we can conquer anything. Herbie was born August 10,1923 at Halo, Ky and passed suddenly from this life March 10,1996 in Lincoln Park, Mich. His parents were the late Thomas Buddy Hall and Nanny Fouts Hall. He has left behind his wife, Martrilla; two sons, Herbie Jr. and Jerry Lee; one daughter, Linda Lou, all of whom reside in Michigan; three brothers: Harold and Conard Hall of Virgie, Ky. and Thomas Hall of Conway, Va.; three sisters: Leatha Tackett of Virgie, Cleatha Sturgill of Stambough and Parsie Miller of Stollings, W.Va. His sister, Grathel, has passed away since he has been gone. Herbie was a World War II veteran, who was wounded in the Battle of the Bulge, thus earning him a purple heart. He was also in the Laharre Invasion of France. Thirty years of hard work and dedication to his company, Great Lakes Steel, earned him retirement in 1980. Co-workers will remember Herbie as a very great friend. He will be missed highly at the Union Hall. Herbie and my father loved to fish together. The lakes in Tennessee have lost many fish to these two. They were like brothers; so this meant Herbie was close to our family. He is missed by all who knew and loved him. We sure hope to see him again someday, where we all can fish in that big lake in the sky. We love you, Herbie.
Written by his nieces, Hannah and Fallon Sparks

Hampton, Glenn D.-His apple trees are blooming. The redbud and dogwood decorate the mountains. The trees are breaking forth in green with new life. The birds are singing everywhere. The sorrow of winter is overcome by the joys of springtime. But we are so sad. Glenn D. Hampton was born into the home of the late Solomon and Mary Ann Adams Breeding on May 28, 1921. He passed from this life on Friday, April 16,1999 at the age of 77 years 10 months and 18 days. Glenn's father was murdered before Glenn was born, so he never saw his father, Glenn retired from teaching after 32 years. He had taught in Indiana, Jefferson County, and Letcher County. His students learned. They behaved and they loved him. He loved his students too. Glenn was preceded in death by his parents; a brother, Forrest Ison; a sister, Lois Breeding Shepherd, and 3 infant brothers and an infant sister. He is survived by 3 brothers: Kenneth Back, Lexington, Ky.; Lexter Breeding, Lexington, Ky.; Lance Breeding, Jeremiah, Ky.; 2 sisters: Norma Jean Logan, Clarkston, Michigan, Evalene (Gig) Frazier, Louisville, Ky. Glenn was like a father figure to his brothers and sisters. Whether it was helping to buy a car, buying a prom dress or a pair of shoes it was done in love and without fanfare. He also demanded good behavior. The Adams family reunion will never be the same. The work he did in organizing, cooking and hosting will long be remembered and he will be missed. In August, 1960 Glenn joined the Blair Branch Church. What joy he had in fellowship with God's children, especially his mother, whom he loved so much. After his mother passed away he moved his membership to the Mount Olivet Church where he served as clerk and supported his church and many other churches far beyond the call of duty. He was an Old Regular Baptist to the core. He believed in the precepts, he believed in the traditions, he believed in the practices and he made us all proud by his dedication and commitment to a real and genuine relationship with God. He served the Indian Bottom Association as clerk from 1980 until his death. He set a standard of quality work for clerks everywhere. When churches needed advice on how to host the association, Glenn provided it. In our time no one has done more to maintain the good old-fashioned way. Glenn was a special kind of man. He was not a put on. He was simple and true. He did not bend with the wind, but he stood straight and tall. Few men have made the sacrifices for the cause of Christ that he has made. Already we see a vacant seat at Mount Olivet, at Blair Branch, and at the Association Building. His Sunday afternoon visits are over. His strong solid voice in the old songs of Zion is silent, and we can hardly bear to let him go.

Harris, Glennis Roger -husband of Louann Jean Gamble Harris, of Orchard Drive, Nicholasville, passed away March 28, 1998 at his home. He attended Little Mary Old Regular Baptist Church. He was the son of Olive Mae Gregory Harris of Maxey Flat and the late Carlass Dewey Harris. Additional survivors include six children: Glennis Roger Harris Jr. of Fleming County, Kimberly Ann Harris of Florida, Roger Shawn Harris of Lexington, Angela Kaye Harris of Fleming County, Connie Lou and Nicole Gayle Harris, both of Nicholasville; three grandchildren; four sisters; and six brothers. Services were held at Little Mary Old Regular Baptist Church with Bro. Lonnie Gregory officiating. Interment followed in the Caudill Cemetery.

Ison, Mattie Adams-Who can find a virtuous woman for her price is far above rubies ... she is like a merchant ship; she bringeth her food from afar. She riseth also while it is yet night and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens .... She perceiveth that her merchandise is good; her candle goeth not out by night. Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come ... Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. Hattie Adams Ison, the daughter of the late James and Sarah Back Adams was born September 21,1906. She passed from this life on Monday, February 8,1999 at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Healthcare Center making her stay on earth 92 years 4 months and 18 days. Early in life Hattie fell in love and married Jeff Ison on January 21, 1925. To this union were born 11 children. How Hattie loved her children! And oh, how she lived for her children and her grandchildren. She had favorites. Each and every one was a favorite to her. Her children preferred a vacation at Isom over one far away. When she had an opportunity to visit some of her children she was packed and ready to go days ahead of time. Hattie had a hard life. She has worked harder than anyone should have to work. She put food on the table for her children and their friends. She helped her neighbors and her kin-folks. She did what it took to provide the security that caused her children to know that all was well. On October 3, 1967 she lost her husband to death. On April 4, 1978 she lost her son Danis. On December 20, 1994 she lost her youngest child, Jeff Jr. On October 3, 1995 she lost her son, Delmus. Of her Mother's 12 children, only one, Fred Adams survives. In spite of all her hardships and sorrow she continued to press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. Hattie is survived by 2 sons: Hargis Ison of Isom, Ky. and Clarence Ison of Cynthiana, Ky.; 6 daughters: Agnes Terrell Maggard of Carlisle, Ky., Venus Amburgey of Mt. Sterling, Ky., Vedis Combs of Scottsdale, Arizona, Sarah Ann Wallace of Clarksville, Tenn., Betty Breeding of Jeremiah, Ky. Stella Ison of Isom, Ky.; as well as 25 grandchildren, 27 great-grandchildren and 4 great-great-grandchildren, along with a host of nieces, nephews, cousins, and other relatives and friends. Hattie Ison joined the Blair Branch Regular Baptist Church and was baptized on the third Sunday in May, 1974. She gloriously bore the image of her Heavenly Father and was a light lo the world. Like many in our part of the country, there was no money for family entertainment. Hattie played with her children. The games and laughter still rings in the memory of the family. As we got nearer and nearer to the old home place we could hear her singing as she washed or cooked or cleaned. Now if we really listen closely we can almost hear her singing with the angels. Her tender touch, her gentle way and her sweet smile will linger in our memory in time to come and let us understand that we can almost see Heaven from here!

Ison, Judy Shell-passed away on Thursday, September 10,1998 at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Health Care Center. Judy was the daughter of the late Henry and Ritter Banks Shell. She was born October 14, 1914 being 83 years, 10 months and 27 days of age at the time of her passing. Judy was the widow of Lily Ison. Surviving are one son, Sherman Ison of Garden City, Michigan; 3 daughters: Evaleen Billedeaux of Detroit, Michigan, Bertha Schwartz and Sadie Hayes, both of Taylor, Michigan; 3 brothers: Verlon Shell of Kings Creek and Arthur Shell of Middlesboro, and John Shell of Dayton, Ohio; sisters: Reva Maggard of Kings Creek and Delia Couch of Berea; 10 grandchildren; 11 great-grandchildren, along with a host of other relatives and friends who mourn her passing.

Johnson, Manda Mosley Sizemore-With a sad and broken heart and the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my mother, Manda Mosley Sizemore Johnson. Mommy left this world of trouble and sorrow the eighth day of March, 1999. She was born on August 10,1912 to the late Elder Lindsey Mosley and Josephine Short Mosley. She had twenty-one brothers and sisters. All preceded her in death except two sisters, Hattie Slone of Litt Carr and Edna Owens of Lexington. Mommy married our Dad, Hurley Sizemore, in 193l. Daddy died in 1941 and Mom was left to raise her six children alone. The children were Norma Blackburn of Cleveland, Ohio, Josephine Owsley of Ashland, Ky., Joan Short of Jeffersonville, Ky., Alger Sizemore of McDowell Ky., Fannie Walters of Prestonsburg, Ky., and Jackie Sizemore of Lexington, Ky. In 1959 Mommy met and married another wonderful man, Wilford Johnson. She was so happy with him, but God called him home in 1988. Wilford had three children who Mommy treated and loved like her own. Wilford's children were: Elizabeth Stromsky and Wilford Johnson Jr., and Cora Sue Newsome of Phoenix, Arizona. Wilford was also a good Dad to us, and we loved him so much. Mommy didn't belong to any church, but I believe with all my heart that she is at rest with God today. When I would go visit her, I would always ask her if she had made it all right with God, she would say "Honey, I'm still praying." Just a few days before she died we were by her bed and she opened her eyes and was crying and telling us how good everybody looked to her and how happy she was. She said "the Lord is my Savior" and I knew from the look on her face that everything was all right with her and God. Only the love of God can make you that happy. Mommy, we love and miss you but I believe soon we all will depart from this troublesome world and the ones who have been down at the foot of Jesus and had their robes washed white will meet around God's throne never to die any more. Children, don't you all want to go?
May God bless you all is my prayer. Written by her daughter, Joan Short

Justice, John-A tribute to Bro. John Justice: we consider it a great honor to write the obituary of one of the most humble men we know. Bro. John was born Feb. 7, 1914 in Panther, West Virginia to the late Mr. and Mrs. William A. Justice (Bud). Bro. John died March 3,1999, making his stay here on earth 85 years and 24 days. He met and fell in love with Pricy Justice. They were married in December of 1931. To this union were born 5 boys and 2 girls: Hershel, Jimmy, Hurdle, Feed, Jerry; girls: Cynthia Justice and Jerlene Justice Matney. Bro. John was preceded in death by his loving wife Pricy, one son, Jerry Justice, and one daughter, Cynthia Justice of the home. Bro. John belonged to the Old Regular Baptists for over fifty years When the brothers and sisters would go visit with Bro. John he would always greet us with a smile and a hug. He would never let us leave without a song and prayer, and often times an old time meeting when the spirit was strong. I can recall one saying he always said after meeting was over "If somebody didn't get something out of this meeting, they didn't have nothing to put it in." Bro. John was a faithful member of the church. He will be missed greatly at the Bright Morning Star Church. He is gone home to be with God, and I feel with all my heart that our loss is Heaven's gain.
Written by a brother and sister in the Lord Bro. Terry and Sis. Shelia Collins

Justus, Estil Kilgore "Shorty" With tears in our eyes and a heavy heart we will write the obituary of our beloved son and brother, Estil Kilgore "Shorty" Justus. He was born on August 11, 1948 making his stay 48 years, 4 months, 12 days. He departed his life on December 21, 1998. He was preceded in death one brother, Charlie Justus. He leaves to mourn their loss his mother, Ruby Justus; four sisters: Patsy Justus, Ruthann Stacy Of Grundy, Va.; Sarah Helen Stiltner Of Maxie, Va.; and Josephine Ratliff of Hodgenville, Ky.; three brothers: Lester Justus, Willard Justus and Hayes Justus Jr. of Grundy, Va. He also had many friends to mourn their loss. He has resided in Lexington, N.C. since 1988, where he passed away. Shorty was his nickname that friends gave him because he was a likable person. He always had a smile on his face, I wish that I could see the smile on his face now. He always called me on Saturday night and I miss hearing his voice so much. He never complained about his sickness to me, because he didn't want to burden me. On December 21, 1998, Jesus had called him to come to a better home in Heaven. We all miss him so much, but our loss was Heaven's gain. We all need to praise the Lord Jesus and live right, so we all can be together again someday.
Written by his family, with love

Justus, Hayes-With much sadness and broken hearts we will try to write an obituary of my husband and father. Hayes Justus was born January 2,1917, and departed his life on November 25, 1998, making his stay 82 years, 1 month, 7 days. He leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Ruby Justus; four | daughters: Patsy Justus; Ruthann Stacy of Grundy, Va.; Josephine Ratliff of Hodgenville, Ky.; Sarah Helen Stiltner of Maxie, Va.; three sons: Lester Justus, Willard Justus, Hayes Jr. Justus; three sisters: Cletis Justus, Edna Matney of Grundy, Va. Dolly Sparks of Tazewell, Va.; three brothers: Clayton Justus, Burl Justus of Grundy, Va., Hassell Justus Of Bluefield, West Va. He was preceded in death by his parents, Paris Justus And Lydia Stacy Justus, and his first wife Wadie Stacy Justus. He had been married to Ruby Justus since 1945. He also was preceded in death by two sons, Estil Justus And Charlie Justus; one granddaughter, Rebecca Justus; and four brothers: Ellis Justus, Burlin And Ezra Justus. He became a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1987. He attended church often until he got too sick to go on. He was a good husband and father, and a hard working coal miner for 37 years. He walked 15 miles across a mountain to get to work to put food on the table for the children. He had been a sick man for a long time. He called on the Lord many times and now he's gone to rest. This place is so lonesome and we all miss him, but our loss was Heaven's gain. He is gone but not forgotten. On November 25, 1998 Jesus called and he went to sleep peacefully. We hope to meet again someday in Heaven with no more pain. Written by his family, with love

Lafferty, Phyllis Ann Terry-It is at the request of Brother Ralph and with much sadness in my heart that I write this obituary of my good friend, cousin, and sister in the Lord, Phyllis Ann Terry Lafferty, the daughter of the late Jim Terry and Rebecca Allen Terry. Sister Phyllis was born January 26,1943 on the Newman Fork of Quicksand in Knott County. She deceased this natural life March 7, 1999 at age 56.Sister Phyllis was united in marriage to Brother Ralph Lafferty on November 16,1968. They were married by Elder Leslie Patton at Brother Ralph's parents' home in Brush Creek. Unto this union were born three children. She is survived by her husband of 30 years, two daughters, Rebecca Rose Glime and Marsha Lynn Crisp, and one son, Steven O'Brian Lafferty. Also surviving are three grandchildren, Natalie Nicole, Shawn Michael and Todd Dylan, whom I'm sure were the loves of her life, as my five grandchildren are to me. Surviving sisters are Sarah Thomas, Stella Green, Lona Green and Ruby Ramey. Deceased brothers are George, Ward, Will and Herby. Also surviving are numerous nieces, nephews, friends and neighbors that space will not permit me to name. I have known Sister Phyllis and Brother Ralph from the day they married, and can say of the truth that they were of the best neighbors and friends any neighborhood could have. Being a good, moral, and honest person is of a great value to any community and church, but this doesn't make us a child of God. Brother Ralph told me that in the year of 1957 when Sister Phyllis was about 15 years old, she professed a hope in Christ, and after giving an experience of Grace and being baptized, her membership was taken with the Upper Quicksand United Baptist Church. At her passing, Sister Phyllis and Brother Ralph were both members of the Rock Fork Regular Baptist Church. For over 42 years, Sister Phyllis loved and served the Lord. That's a long time. No one could keep themselves that many years, unless God was the Master of her heart, soul, mind, and spirit. I feel Sister Phyllis would want me to thank all the ministers, family, friends and her brothers and sisters in the Lord for all they did for her during her illness. And a very special thanks to Bubby Don and Sissy Etta, as she called them, and to Paul Burton and LaRue. I believe without any doubts that God will reward you for your love and kindness shown to her during this dreaded disease that has befallen so many of our friends and loved ones. Brother Ralph bless your heart, so many miles you have driven over the past year and all you did to try and comfort your beloved wife, whom I know you would have been willing to lay down your life for her because of the undying love you had for her. Brother Ralph, we'll not say good-bye to Sister Phyllis, let's say we'll meet her again, and I truly believe we will, with all the children of God. To Sister Phyllis' family and friends, I would admonish you to look at how short our natural lives can be, and call upon the offered mercies of the Lord, while life affords you the opportunity. I'll close this obituary of our beloved sister who didn't live to die, she died to live. I heard a song not long ago entitled "Jesus, Dad and Me" and says in part: "Dad, your child is really missing you, without you I sure feel alone, Heavenly Father save a place for me too, I can't wait till I get home." Brother Fred Vanderpool

McIntosh, Oma Adams-Oma was born to Joseph Adams and Matilda Tolliver Adams on May 2,1919. She was married to Willie McIntosh and had six children. My father and two of my siblings, Lovell and Minilene, preceded Mom in death. The remaining children are Patty Amburgey of Letcher, KY, Ray McIntosh of Jeff, KY, Matilda Parks and Buford McIntosh, both from Mallie, KY. Along with her surviving children are twelve grandchildren that mourn her passing. Daddy died when we were all small, leaving Mommie to raise all of us alone. Mom never complained. She began a lifelong hobby of making quilts. As she would quilt she would sing all of her favorite Christian songs; making each quilt with love and care for her children. There is a memory of her in each piece and stitch. Mommie said, "When I die I would like to go to Heaven in my sleep." Mommie told me she was ready to go to Heaven and meet Jesus. She told me of a dream the she had about her sister and her working in a plane factory. In the dream God told her to make a special plane that would take them both to Heaven. I will miss my mom, who had a very special place in my heart. That space is empty now, but my love for her will always keep her alive in my heart.
My loss is Heaven's gain. Written by her loving daughter, Patty Amburgey

Mosley, Nancy "Nana" --With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of my great Aunt Nancy "Nana" Mosley. NaNa was born on November 10, 1900 to Elder Lindsey Mosley and Josephine Short Mosley. She was one of 22 children, and only two are left to mourn her passing: Hattie Slone of Litt Carr, KY and Edna Owens of Lexington, KY; and a niece, Joan Short of Jeffersonville, KY. Nana was like a mother to my mom. She went to live with her when she was just a little girl. Nana loved and cared for her as if she was her very own. The Lord called Nana home on April 23, 1998 making her stay here on earth 97 years, 5 months and 13 days. I can remember as a child going to her house and she would always want to be in the kitchen making sure we all had something to eat. She lived her life as close as she could to the Lord. She would never allow a television or anything in her home but she would always take the time to help us kids make up something to play. After we grew up and married some of us at one point in our life would need somewhere to live for awhile. Nana would always have an empty bed and a big smile on her face welcoming us in her home. I loved Nana more than words could ever say. I know she's happy now resting in the arms of Jesus. She didn't belong to any church but about one month before she died she'd wave her arm and say, "Come and get me, Lord." There will always be a part of me missing until I meet Nana again on Heaven's bright shore. We all love you, Nana, and miss you, but I know our loss is Heaven's gain.
Your loving great niece, Linda Short Mosley

Mullins, Walter-With God's guidance, I will attempt to write the obituary of my beloved father, Walter Mullins. On June 30, 1926 my father was born to Morgan and Rosa (Vanover) Mullins in Dorton, Kentucky. He was one of seven children. Dad met my mother, Irene Sherman, in Ecorse Michigan and five months later, on January 11,1945, they were married. To this union I, Sharon, and a son, Gregory, were born. I remember February 9, 1964, as though it were yesterday, the day my father was baptized. From that day forward he lived his life doing the work of the Lord as a child of God would do. He loved everyone, especially his brothers and sisters of Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ. He was a member of the Little Ida Church, Ecorse, Michigan. Dad was called to preach and became an ordained minister in September, 1966. The members of Little Ida Church elected Dad to be their Moderator. He held this office for seven years, until his health caused him and Mother to move to Florida. I still remember those cold winter nights in Michigan. Dad would get a phone call from a brother or from the men of the church, or just a friend, and they needed him to lay hands on them in their home or the hospital or even out of state, and Dad would go regardless if it was in the middle of the night. They knew he was a called child of God. Dad help establish many churches and was always there for them whenever they needed him. In 1984, here in Florida, Dad began having church services in his home. The brothers and sisters would come. How my Dad loved to feed them and give them a place to sleep. Then a beautiful little church became available for them in Crystal Springs. One day I asked Dad who named the church house, and he told me he was driving out to the church one Sunday and a voice told him "It shall be called Star Of Bethlehem." I knew then God had named the church. I remember how happy it made Dad when visiting Brothers and Sisters would come to Star of Bethlehem, and how he showed them so much love and respect. Then, on April 16, 1997, Dad had a stroke and his doctor told him not to be under any stress, because that could worsen his condition, so in September of 1997 Dad stepped down as moderator of the Star Of Bethlehem Church. More bad news came on January 5, 1998 that Dad had that dreaded cancer disease, malignant melanoma. On December 4, 1998 we were told Dad had only a few months to live, so on January 9, 1999 God came and took His old soldier home to live eternity in love praising the Lord. Dad left behind a heartbroken wife, daughter, son, four grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. My family and I want to thank those of you who called or visited my father in the last few weeks of his life just to let him know how much he was loved and would be missed, as he did for you in your hour of need - because he loved you. And thank you, Uncle Denver and Aunt Juanita, for being there for us. This was written by me, his daughter, with all my love and respect for my beloved father. Only with God's guidance could I have done so.  We love and miss you so very much, Mom, Gregory, Sharon, and your family

Pratt, Gwen Oliver -On January 21, 1940 God delivered a very special child into the home of Steve and Stella Pratt. This child needed extra care and love because God had not given him the ability to learn and to develop as a normal child. But, He had filled this child with lots of love, laughter and joy so that he may be a sparkle of sunshine in the lives of those around him. God later gave this home another special child but He also added six other children who learned many valuable lessons of life from these two special ones. Gwen was "special" to each of us in his own unique way. Everyone had his/her own name for Gwen and he called himself, "Bidy." He loved all of us and showed that love in a way that was different for each of us. Gwen showed a lot of affection to any small children in the family and, to him, all new babies had hair the color of his. In his daily life, he found much joy in looking at funny books and photo albums, coloring and watching western movies on TV. Gwen never matured beyond childhood during his 59 years but his simple ways enriched our lives beyond measure. Gwen Oliver Pratt was born at Amburgey, Kentucky on January 21,1940 to Steve and Stella Pratt. He was the second of nine children, preceded in death by one sister, Anna Sue, who died before the birth of Gwen. He lived all of his life with his parents until their death in 1990, living the remainder of his life with his brother and sisters. Gwen is survived by three sisters, Virginia Lee of Amburgey, Kentucky, Elizabeth Carol of Richmond, Kentucky, and Stella Loraine of Sassafras, Kentucky, and four brothers: Donald of Sassafras, Kentucky, Sidney of Carrie, Kentucky, James of Leburn, Kentucky, and Stephen, Jr. of Cynthiana, Kentucky. He is also survived by a host of nephews, nieces and sister and brothers-in-law who loved him very much. Loving Gwen was easy, he gave and returned love with no hesitation. He liked to go to church and greatly enjoyed the affection and attention of everyone. Sometimes, Gwen would cry as he listened to the preaching of the gospel. He did not want to leave at the end of service but wanted to shake hands and hug everyone. Gwen never met any strangers and made lots of friends from all walks of life. Gwen was very sick near the end of his life and spent some time in the Hazard Nursing Home and the Hazard ARH. His struggles to hold on to this life came to an end on March 28,1999 in the Hazard ARH. God sent his angels to carry His special child to a heavenly home. Gwen answered the call, "Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away." He is in Heaven awaiting us, his sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews, our husbands and wives, and all those who loved him Sometimes I can almost hear his voice saying, "C'mon, c'mon."
Written by his brother, Elder Don Pratt

Puckett, Billy Jean & Fiver Ann "Bea" Puckett-Bill was born November 22, 1933 in the Mullins Ridge section of Dickenson County, Virginia, the son of the late Cowan and Stella (Mullins) Puckett. Bill passed away on Tuesday morning 4:45 a.m. June 2,1992, at Bristol Regional Hospital after a short illness. He was retired from Chrysler Corporation as a crane operator and a member of the United Auto Workers Local 869 in Michigan. He was a proud member of the Clintwood Masonic Lodge # 66 and always walked upright before God and man. After 30 years living in Hazel Park, Michigan, Bill and Bea, his wife, returned to Dickenson County Virginia in 1982 and made their home on Rose Ridge. Bill Puckett leaves to mourn his passing his wife, Bea Puckett; one daughter, Debbie Dallafior; one son-in-law, John Dallafior; 3 granddaughters: Tracy, Christy and Melony Dallafior, all of Rt. 1, Clintwood, Virginia; 4 brothers: Carroll Puckett of Clintwood, Virginia. Jerry Puckett, Dave Puckett And Clayton Puckett of Michigan; 2 Brothers, Joe Puckett And Kermit Puckett, preceded Bill in death; 3 sisters, Nell Stanley And Janet Lyall of Clintwood, Virginia and Dean Swindall of Michigan; a stepmother, Doshie Puckett, of Clintwood; several nieces and nephews and a host of friends and relatives. Bill had a kind heart and was always eager to please little children and was especially good to the elderly. He was a good neighbor and friend who was there to help even before he was called upon to do so. Bill will be missed - but our loss is Heaven's gain.
Bea was born August 29, 1935 and passed away June 2.1, 1999 making her 63 years old. She was the daughter of the late Pearl (Childress) Rose and Everett Rose of the Rose Ridge Community, Dickenson County, Virginia. She was the wife of Bill Puckett, who preceded her in death on June 2, 1992. They were employed in the automobile industry and made their home in Hazel Park Michigan for 30 years. Then, in 1982 they retired and moved back home to Rose Ridge. Bea leaves to mourn her death one daughter, Deborah Ann (Puckett) Dallafior; three granddaughters: Tracy (Dallafior) Deel and her husband Blaine Deel, Christy Dallafior and Melony Dallafior; and one great-granddaughter, Kylie Ann Deel all of Rose Ridge Community; one brother Darrell Swinfield "Smoky" Rose of New Boston, Michigan; five sisters- Wanda (Rose) Rose of Taylor, Michigan, Edna (Rose) Cantrell of Romulus, Michigan, Mavis (Rose) Lambert of Ashland, Ohio, Bonnie (Rose) Rose and Scharlene (Rose) Phipps of Rose Ridge Community; several nieces and nephews and a host of friends and relatives. Bea realized early in her life the importance of the family keeping close together, her father being killed in 1945 in a coal mining accident and her brother, Cecil "Red" Rose was killed in an automobile accident in June 1974. She made a special effort and succeeded to continue having their Rose family reunions even after they retired and moved back to Virginia. She worked hard in and around her home. She was so proud of her flowers, her garden and lawn. She seemed to take her sickness well at first, and later, as she grew weaker, she still refused to take her hospital bed and give up, but instead remained in her recliner chair. In her later days we could all see her weakening away, day by day. She always said, "I'm not afraid to die. I know I'm going to Heaven to join the rest of my family members." Bea gave explicit details of how she wanted to carry out her funeral arrangements. She said,"1 never had a son, and I guess that's why I think so much of my nephews, so I want them to be among the pallbearers. Bea's presence and the sound of her voice will be sadly missed, but our loss is surely Heaven's gain. Written by her brother-in-law, Darold L. Phipps

Seals, Bethel-With the help of the Lord I will try to write the obituary of our Mother and our Mamaw, Bethel Seals. She was born March 4,1929 at Bath, Ky. to Whitt and Dorothy Thornsberry. Preceding her in death: parents, Whitt and Dorothy; 3 sisters: Geneva Thornsberry, Ethel Vance, and Melvina Bentley. Survivors include 1 sister, Lois Turner; 3brothers: Russell, J W. and David Thornsberry. On March 13,1944 she married Dad, and they were married 54 years. Then, Mom and Dad together with God's help made 9 wonderful children. God gave them 2 special boys, Bill and Rondal. They are the two angels God gave them to take care of. The other seven children had other things in life to do; we went our own ways out into the world.
Your Loving Daughter, Sue Amburgey
Mamaw left this old cruel world on February 8, 1998. She was a very strong willed person. She had a heart of gold. On June 13,1999 she was diagnosed with cancer. Mamaw look the bad news so well because she knew the Lord was on her side. Cancer didn't take her, the Lord sent his angels to come and take her home. I remember when Mamaw was trying to make her life light with the Lord. On November 7, 1997 she had a little service at her house. I heard Mamaw's voice. When I looked in the living room she was crying, shouting and praising the Lord. She joined the Reynolds Fork Church that night and was baptized on December 21,1997.We remember plenty of times she would be so weak and was in so much pain from all those treatments. She would say, "You all pray for me." Sometimes she would ask the Lord to come and take her on home. Mamaw was always saying how much she loved her children. She was always asking the Lord to watch over her family. She was blessed with 11 grandchildren, 1 great-grandson and 1 great-great-grandson on his way. She was always so proud of us all.
Your loving granddaughter, Jackie Jacobs

Short, Lester -passed away Wednesday, August 26, 1998 at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Health Care Center. Lester was born October 25, 1911 being 86 years, 10 months, and 1 day of age at the time of his passing. He was the son of the late Hiram and Catherine Sparkman Short. Surviving are his stepmother, Isabell Short of Mallie, KY.; daughter, Phyllis "Patty" Ann Short of Blackey; 2 sisters, Dovie Ritchie and Inis Slone; and 1 brother, Curt Short. Lester was preceded in death by his wife, Una Mae Short, and 2 sons, Rudolph Valentino Short and Emil Short. Lester was a member of the Dixon Memorial Church since the first Sunday in May 1979, being a member for 19 years. Lester liked to sing and line songs. He was a faithful member as long as he was able to attend. We will miss him, but we feel like he is gone to Heaven and is singing and shouting with the angels. Elder Homer Smith

Smith, Uarda - was born December 30, 1908, in Smithsboro, Ky., the oldest of seven children of John D. and Betty Smith. She passed away at home, after a short illness, on April 13, 1999.Uarda attended school at Carr Creek. She was a bright student who loved English, but didn't care for math. She played on the basketball team. She started out at Caney Junior College but her father told her she didn't have to stay there if she got homesick, so she soon returned to Smithsboro. While she was still a teenager, Uarda caught the eye of a young man seven years her senior, Shell Smith. They courted for several years and married in 1930, when she was 21. They built a log house near her parents' home place and lived there happily. For some of her younger years, she worked as a clerk in the Commissary at Wisconsin Coal Company. She joined the church in 1951 and that became a very important part of her life. In the late 1960's, Uarda's parents died, and the construction of Carr Creek Lake took their entire community. In 1967, the Smiths moved to Burgey's Creek. They worked hard to make the new place seem like home, and lived there with sisters Ruth and Joyce nearby until Shell's death in 1971.Though she always missed her sweetheart, for the next 28 years Uarda honored his memory by extending her love to family and friends. She was a cheerful, uplifting presence to everyone who knew her. She could find something kind to say about everyone she knew, no matter what. She had a spirit that was full of compassion. She never had tears for herself, but she shed them freely in sympathy to others; tears spilled from her full heart during church services. But to Uarda, smiles came even easier than tears. She loved to laugh, and to make others laugh with her. These are the things she cherished most: the Lord; her family; her friends (and she was still making new ones until the very end); Little Dove Church and her brothers and sisters in Christ; the outdoors, and working in the garden; animals and birds; flowers, springtime and sunny days; music (she loved Vince Gill). She is survived by two sisters, Joyce Blair and Ruth Smith; two brothers-in-law, Louis Warren and Manon Blair; and one niece, Karen Jones. She is also survived by Manon's children and grandchildren, whom she welcomed as immediate family in the last few years, as well as many devoted cousins. Uarda and Shell had no children of their own, but God ii I lowed her to be the most wonderful mother, first to her little sisters, and then to her niece. In her later years, she was a loving example to many young people. Uarda was always a joy to be around, because even at age 90, she never grew old. Written by her niece, Karen Joyce Jones

Spence, Florence Rowe-was born on March 28, 1933 to lames and Bertha Rowe. She was one of ten children: McKiney Rowe, Arthur Rowe (deceased), Edna Creech, Opal Bentley, Naomi Wright, Mary Weddington, James Beldon Rowe, Eula Recznick, and Georgia See. Florence is survived by her husband, Howard Gerald Spence; one daughter, (icraldine Tschaenn; one son, Howard Mitchell Spence; and live grandchildren, three boys and two girls. Florence wants her death from this earth to be a message lo all those who attend her funeral. For those who know her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ knows she has gone on to a place with her Lord and is waiting for each of you to meet her l here where we will all be together forever more, where there is no more parting and no separation. She asks you to re-member her by being with her Lord and your Lord Jesus Christ in perfect peace and happiness as you look upon her cold and still face from this life. She also wants to say to all those who are here today who look upon her and are not Christians, and who know not her Lord Jesus Christ, her plea is for you to not wait until you are lying in your coffin. Don't put off calling upon Him before it's too late for you and you reach this point where you are through with this life. When death has put you in your coffin, it's too late then. I urge each of you in love, and I plead with you my last time, don't go out into eternity without knowing Jesus. Accept Him now while there is still life in your body. Don't go into a life of damnation and punishment forever with no escape without my Lord, what a terrible waste that would be. I ask you to ask yourselves, do you want to leave this world without calling upon God? When you leave my funeral today, remember what you have heard, what my last plea is. Be saved, not lost. I bid this old world good-by and a hallelujah to the new one.

Starnes, Dana Allen-It is with much sadness and grieving hearts, but with fond and loving memories that we are presenting the final obituary of our dear son and grandson, who departed this life on November 6, 1998, in an automobile accident while on his way home from school. On October 20, 1980, a beautiful baby boy was born to Allen and Charlotte Yates Starnes, making their family complete and giving us much joy for 18 years and 17 days. Dana was a former student of Daniel Boone High School in Gray, Tennessee and participated in the ROTC while attending. He attended Gravel Hill Baptist Church and Rock Springs Freewill Baptist Church and he enjoyed helping the churches any time he could. He had such a good sense of humor which made life brighter for his family and friends. Left to mourn his passing are his parents; one brother, Jared Lee Starnes of the U. S. Marine Corp. at Camp Lejune, North Carolina; his maternal grandparents, James C. and Ruth Hill Yates of Haysi, Virginia; paternal grandparents, Fred and Imogene Conley Starnes of Piney Flats, Tennessee; a special friend, Andrea Harris of Falls Branch, Tennessee; several aunts, uncles, and many friends. In our hearts, there is a void and an emptiness that is impossible to explain and our homes will never be the same, but with God's help and all the precious memories that Dana left us, we will get through. We will miss him dearly, but we must look to our Savior who can help to heal our grieving hearts. In our Father's house are many mansions, and it is our hope and prayer that we can find Dana there in that beautiful city where we will never have to say good-bye to each other again.
Written by his family who loves him very much

Stephens, McClellean David - was born on January 7, 1916 and passed away on March 4, 1999, having lived 83 years, 1 month and 25 days. He was the husband of Thelma Reed Stephens. He is survived by two sons, Herbert Lee and Randy Blake; three daughters: Lula Bell Stephens Howard, Angela Stephens Porter and Tammy Stephens Howard; two brothers, Matthew Stephens and Leonard Stephens; four sisters: Lizzie McKinney, Maggie Howell, Alice Kendrick, and Mary Potter; eleven grandchildren and seven great-grandchildren. The Lord saved McClellan from his sins on August 14, 1988. He is missed on earth but now is resting with God. The funeral services were held on Sunday, March 7, 1999 at the Nelson Frazier Funeral Home with Sterling Bolen and Jerry Manns officiating. The final resting place is at the Reed Family Cemetery, Hippo, Kentucky.

Stewart, Avis "Tab" -It's such a beautiful time to go to Heaven! There's a tinge of color on the hillsides. Leaves are beginning to fall. The garden is all gone. Summer is past and fall is upon us. Even though we know that springtime follows winter and fall, it is sad to see them pass. A generation is passing, an era has come to an end. This flower of our life has faded and we are so sad. Avis (Tab) Cornett Stewart eased away from this life on Sunday, August 29,1999 at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Health Care Center. She was born into the home of the late Arch and Artie Back Cornett on April 7, 1917. She was 82 years, 4 months, and 22 days old at the time of her passing. As a beautiful young woman Tab fell in love and married Mose Stewart on January 28, 1939. Mose preceded her in death on July 21, 1987."Tab and Mose" and "Mose and Avis" had that special ring that lets us know they were meant for each other. To this union of love were born ten children, 4 boys: James of Terre Haute, Indiana, Reed of Jeremiah, Ky., Larry of Whitesburg, Ky., Raymond of Louisville, Ky, and 6 girls: June Newman of Huntsville, Ala. Phyllis Back, Frances Dobbs, I'ruda Bird, Gay Stewart, all of Louisville, Ky., and Vanessa Day of Whitesburg, Ky. Avis Stewart was a woman of a kind. She had a high standard of moral values that superseded everything else. She had I he characteristics of the Cornetts more than most anyone else and she was proud of that. But she bore the image of her I Heavenly Father in her appearance, in her talk, and in her everyday walk. Her greatest accomplishment was to repent and be born again into the family of God. Tab joined and was baptized into the Little Ruby Old Regular Baptist Church in November, 1961. Mose and Tab served the church as deacons since November, 1967.She was a retired teacher and school librarian. Many, many lives were touched by her work and love and caring. Few women have done the hard work that Tab has done. Tab was not afraid to tell it like it is. It didn't matter who ii was. She leaves a legacy of a job well done. She was punctual and diligent about her teaching. She was strong and courageous in her Christian convictions. Tab was so proud of her big family. She adored and respected each child for what they were. In addition to her children, Tab is survived by 2 sisters, Eunice Bates of Blackey, Ky, Mildred Strunk of Somerset, Ky.; and 6 brothers: Varge Cornett of Huntsville, Ala., Lilly Blaine Cornett of Falmouth, Ky., Cleo Cornett of Stamping Ground, Ky., Clell Cornett of Louisville, Ky., Dean Cornett of Arab, Ala., Elwood Cornett of Blackey, Ky.; 17 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren, and many other relatives and friends. Solomon wrote: Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar;... She perceiveth that her merchandise is good; her candle goeth not out by night... she stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy ... Strength and honor are her clothing and she shall rejoice in time to come.

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Tackett, Grathel Hall-I will try, by the help of God, to write an obituary of my sweet, loving aunt, Grathel Hall Tackett. Grathel was born into the home of Thomas Buddy Hall and Nanny Fouts Hall on April 18,1928 at Halo, Ky., and left earth for her eternal home on February 22, 1999. She is survived by her husband, Lavon Tackett of Virgie, Ky; one son, Doctor Laddie Tackett of Winchester, Ky; three daughters: Donna Johnson of Virgie, Valerie Gandolfo of Richmond, Tammy Tackett Chambers of Louisville; three brothers: Harold Hall of Virgie, Conard Hall of Virgie, Thomas Hall of Conway, Va.; three sisters: Parsic Miller of Stollings, W.Va., Leatha Tackett of Virgie, Cleatha Sturgill of Stambaugh; 10 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents, brothers, Homer and Herbie and sisters, Millie and Ethel. Grathel was a retired restaurant operator and teachers' aide for the Pike County School System. Grathel was always a very happy person. Her bright smile was the first thing you noticed when you looked at her. Family meant a great deal to her. Children, grandchildren, sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews, and especially her husband, were special in her life. A few years ago, Grathel and Lavon renewed wedding vows on their 50th wedding anniversary. Surrounded by many friends and family, they spoke of the love they shared and how it had grown down the years. In 1997, Grathel had a blockage in her ear that required surgery. This was performed in Lexington. But to all our dismay, this did not take care of her problem. Cancer began growing in other parts of her body and she knew time was close. She was a member of the Bingham Baptist Church. She loved Bro. William Bingham so much. Bro. Paul Watson, Bro. Bordis Slone, Bro. Nelson Craft, and Bro. Jimmy W Hall visited her in her home. We sang, prayed and the brothers preached. She loved and enjoyed it highly. By the help of God, they brought a lot of joy to her in her last days. Her last few hours were spent thinking of her devoted husband, Lavon. He and she loved each other as one. The last few minutes of her life were spent with her children and husband around her bed, holding hands and singing "Amazing Grace." She was in extreme pain. Her family fell to their knees and her son Laddie prayed to God to please not let her suffer any longer; they wanted Him to take her on home. As Laddie said, "Amen,"' Grathel took her last breath. God answered their prayers. We miss you Grathel. We hope to have a home with you in Heaven. Written by your nieces Hannah and Lillian

Tackett, Ricky L.  was born to the late Raymond Tackett and Brooksie Boleyn, who currently resides in Paintsville, Kentucky. Ricky was survived by his devoted wife, Rose; two loving daughters, Melanie and MaShawna; two adoring grandchildren, Hope and Brennan; one sister, Pamela; five brothers of blood: Sonny, Rod, Nick, Lannie, and Tony; and one stepfather, Ronald. His beloved daughter, Melissa, preceded him in death. Ricky worked as a coal miner and was proud of the field in which he worked. He strived to be a hard worker and earned the respect of all he worked for and with. He was blessed with an extraordinary intelligence. After becoming a child of God, his comprehension of the Bible was golden. He was a wise and passionate man who liked nothing better than to have long, heated discussions on the Bible with his brethren in church. His courage and strength were drawn from God and this made him a shining light to all who knew him. To know Ricky was to know love. Through his many trials and tribulations, his faith in God never wavered. He wanted all to know what God had blessed him with. Ricky fought a long, hard battle with hepatitis. Through his pain and suffering, he made it possible for others with this disease to have hope. He was a brave soldier fighting an unseen enemy, but now his battle is over and this battle he has won. He left his mark on all of our hearts. We will never forget Ricky's gentleness and kind ways. So, keep your memories of him close to your heart, for as long as we have these, he lives on.

Walker, Devan Earl Ray-With the help of god, I will try to write the obituary of an angel that God loaned us for 2 short weeks. Devan Earl Ray Walker was born at the Pikeville Methodist Hospital at Pikeville, Kentucky on July 11,1999 and passed away at home in Langley, KY on July25, 1999.He is survived by his parents Misty Jackson and Earl C. Walker, his paternal grandparents, Braska Schenek and Earl Wayne Walker; his paternal great-grandmother, Marie Wallen Thompson; his maternal grandparents, Harriet Ann Jackson and Millard Ray Jackson and maternal  great grandmother Norma Jean Patton; and 4 brothers ? Walker , Christopher Lee Walker, Odis Daniel Walker and ? mark Walker and a host of aunts, uncles cousins.  He was preceded in death by his great-grandparents: the late Woodrow Thompson, the late Harry P. Patton, the Arlie Jackson and the late Ethel Lovins Jackson. We will always treasure the short time that we were allowed to keep him but God knows what's best.
Thank you, God for loaning us your angel  The Family

Watson, Kelly  was born in Knott County on Oct. 19, 1944. He passed from this life on July 25, 1999 at Jackson, Ky. Kelly was 54 years of age. He was preceded in death by his father, Dingus Watson, and his mother, Dulcina Slone Watson. Brother Kelly moved to Branham's Creek at an early age and grew to manhood. He met and married Lillie Craft, and to this union were born three children: two daughters, Melinda Watson and Beverly Halbert, and one son, Wade Watson. Brother Kelly worked hard as a Construction Worker and a Coal Miner in order to support his wife and children. Brother Kelly liked to sing songs of the Old Regular Baptist long before he ever joined a church. He became disabled by heart disease and in 1979 Kelly had his first open-heart surgery. The Bible says that "A man that's born of woman is but few days and full of trouble." In a perfect world the beginning would be perfect and the ending would be perfect, but in real life ... the beginning of life is always perfect and the end of life can be perfect if you find Jesus as your Savior, but it is the middle of life (for those who know right from wrong) where life is not perfect, for the Bible says that all have sinned and come short of the glory of God. And Jesus said to the accusers of a woman caught in a sinful act, "He who is without sin cast the first stone." In May of 1980 Kelly met and married Bonnie Manns. Not long after this Brother Kelly felt the drawing power of God, and in August of 1989 Kelly joined the Walker Branch Pentecostal Church. Again, in 1994, Kelly had to have another heart surgery. The denomination doesn't get a person into Heaven, but Jesus does. There is one faith, one Lord, and one baptism, and by the One Spirit are we all baptized into the one body. Brother Kelly leaves to mourn his passing three children: Melinda, Beverly and Wade; three brothers: Paul, Taylor, and Henry; three sisters: Nan Taylor, Sue Ritchie and Nellie Rose Slone; four grandchildren and a host of friends and neighbors. The last time Kelly and I talked we talked a lot about his children. He was worried about them. Like all parents, we worry about our children. There is a scripture in the Bible that says, "There's a way that seemth right to man, but the end thereof is death." So to his children I write, try the spirits to see if they be of God, seek and search after up righteousness. Be fully persuaded with your whole heart and mind and you shall have eternal life.
Written by Eld. Bordes Slone for Melinda, Beverly, and Wade and all of Kelly's family

Watts, Kirt-Dad was the son of Esquire and Cecelia Watts. He was born on May 29, 1908, and died on February 7, 1999 at the age of 91 years, 8 months and 8 days. He was married to Ada Marie Caudill. They had two sons and four daughters. Besides his parents, he was preceded in death by our mother, Ada; one son, Ellis Reed Watts; and three great-grandchildren: Michael Watts, Michael Dixon, and Claudette Dixon. He was also preceded in death by two sisters, Georgeanne Watts, and Orpha Watts; and by one brother, Kirby Watts. He is survived by one son, Squire H. Watts, and four daughters: L. Esther Dixon, Gladys Moss, Geraldine Dixon, and Desta T. Caudill. Also surviving are ten grandchildren, eleven great-grandchildren, and three sisters: Martha Ison, Mary Ison, and Alice Watts Eldridge. Dad was a member of the Cedar Grove Old Regular Baptist Church. He loved his church, but distance and health kept him from attending as much as he would have liked.
Written by your daughter, Gladys Moss

Young, Gracie-I will try to write the obituary of my beloved mother, Gracie Young. She was born to William and Lilia Jane Napier Hicks on February 28, 1907. She passed away on February 23, 1999. She was 91 years old - almost 92, lacking 5 days. She was preceded in death by her dad and mom; her husband, Alonzo Young; 1 son, Ruffice Young; and 1 infant daughter, Leanner Young. She is survived by four sons: James A. Young of Rittman, Ohio; Johnnie Young of Brownsville, Oregon; Samuel Ray Young of Emmalena, Ky.; and David Young of Langley, Ky.; six daughters: Maggie Gambill of Mousie, Ky.; Helen Hall of Litt Carr, KY; Bertha Owsley of Chappells, South Carolina; Sally Robinson of Rittman, Ohio, Lillie Crisp of Vermilion, Ohio; and Dorothy Carson of Gillette, Wyoming. Other survivors include 26 grandchildren, 50 great-grandchildren, 18 great-great-grandchildren, 3 sisters, 2 brothers, and a host of nieces, nephews and friends. Mom saw the need for a Savior and she went to the Lord and He forgave her. Mom joined the Ball Branch old Regular Baptist Church in 1976. She went to church as long as she was able and helped the church and people all she could. Mom got sick and went to the Hazard Nursing Home She spent the last 2 years and 9 months of her life there. We went to see her every two or three days to see if we could do or get her anything. She loved to see us come, especially In 1 great grandchild, Travis. So on Tuesday, February 23, 1999. about 4 p.m., the good Lord came and took her home. Tin Lord sure was good to her and us by letting her be with us almost 92 years. I still miss her, but I know our loss is Heaven \s gain. Mom, I hope to meet you in Heaven some sweet day.
Written by her daughter, Helen Hall