Akers, Amanda J. -daughter of James Tackett and Mary Tackett, was born April 28, 1881. During: April 1904, she was married to the late Henry C. Akers. Unto this union were born six children, three sons and three daughters. Their names are: James, Joseph, Jacob, Bertha, Esty and Gladys. James, Bertha and Esty professed a hope in Christ and were baptized to her great joy long before her passing-.On August 20, 1905, she professed a blessed hope in Christ and was baptized by the Enterprise Church of Regular Baptist. She was baptized by Elder Alex Johnson in Long Fork Creek, Pike County, Kentucky. She did not only mother six children or her own, but she was a tenders sympathetic step-mother to the children of two former marriages by her husband. She always seemed to the writer just as good and kind to her step-children as she was to her own children. For several months she was afflicted with Brights disease. On Easter Sunday, April 25th, about 2 p. m. her affliction ended, her suffering ceased. During the last hours of her illness, she told friends and loved ones at her bedside that she wished she could see all of her people once more, and further said "tell all my people to meet me in a better world." While her body is at rest in the sleep of death, her soul is at rest in the Paradise of God, awaiting the day appointed when the dead (body) shall be raised incorruptible. This glorious, heavenly event shall take place 'in a moment at the twinkling of an eye.'' The soul will then unite with the resurrected, incorruptible, immortal body. In this resurrected body the writer firmly believes she will possess her own personal identity, and individuality in the great family of (God, The soul and body being- re-united, her countenance will surely shine in immortal and heavenly beauty like the countenance of Christ in the transfiguration on the Mount. All during her life in this time world she was friendly, gentle, patient and lovely of disposition toward all people and especially so toward the people of God.—Neighbors and Strangers alike were welcome to her home, and to her table. The thirsty, the hungry, the needy, she never turned away empty handed.—Her tenderness and self sacrifice in administering to every call and need of her late husband during his long and fatal illness can never be surpassed and will not be forgotten by their children and neighbors so long as they live in this world. Like the Holy women of old, she dressed in modest apparel. Her only ornament was the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price." In her every day life, she seemed prayerful like Hannah, humble like Ruth gleaming in the field of Boaz, religious like Elizabeth, virtuous like Mary, devoted like Phoeba, helpful like Lydia and possessing faith like Lois and Eunice. God bless the writers memory of this blessed sister and blessed mother, and may God bless all of her children and all of her step-children to follow humbly in her footsteps. At the time of her departure she was a devoted member of the Old Joppa Church of Regular Baptist. If she had lived only three more days she would have been 62 years of age. Rest on, rest on, dear loved one, rest on. With our memory so refreshed and filled with the beauty of your Godly life, we here confess that your life as you lived it is far more eloquent than our words.—So, rest on, dear mother, rest on. We hope to meet you again.
Humbly, a step-son, Willard S. Akers

Bates, Jesse-I take up my pen this the 23rd day of December, 1943, attempt, with a feeble hand, to give a brief sketch of the life of an endured and departed father. Ten children, a great number of grandchildren, and the many friends and relatives of Jesse Bates now reflect with sadness on the cold memories of that sad day on November 30, 1943, at a time which seemed immature to those who could not understand the rapid approach of death, he closed his eyes in a silent sleep and breathed in the air of a spiritual soul. This beloved father, whom we all highly revere, was born February 25, 1856, and died November 30, 1943, being eighty-seven years, nine months, and five days old. He was born to the union of John and Betty Bates. As a child and a young man he spent his earlier days near the mouth of Bates Creek, at the old home place. When he was twenty years of age, was married to Hannah Caudill, the daughter of William and Nancy Caudill. To this union were born 13 children, nine boys and four girls; five of this number preceded him in death. He also was bereft of this loving wife after forty-six years of companionship. To this union my father remained a true and faithful husband to my mother until death did the two separate. He suffered with her pains and afflictions and was daily in prayer that his beloved and endured companion would be spared the awful moment of death, but it seemed that God needed her to be among His angels in that circle which can never be broken. We all mourned mother's death 21 years ago, and we have been blessed with retaining father with us as long as he was. About four years after my mother's death, my father was married the second, time, this time to Katie Isaacs. To this union were born tw0 children. Though all his children by my mother, Hannah, had families and were scattered over the state, these three were constantly by his side until his death. My father joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, at Providence, .....years ago and remained a faithful member until his death. He prided himself on going to church, and made use of every opportunity for going until he became blind and could not go. He always liked meetings and had them held regularly at his own home, but none of the children can any longer attend the meetings called by father, nor can he be seen any more seated around the old church ring. Father can no longer take part in any of the affairs of the church he loved so well, but we sincerely feel that father is now sharing the glories of a treasured Heaven. I, myself, visited my father at every opportunity, and when he became afflicted I was daily by his side. In my frequent goings to see my father, it seemed that he never to derive a pleasure from our conversation; though he always enjoyed talking with any one, because being blind for about eight years he was consigned to a sedentary life. In these talks with my father he revealed many things to me, some of which I am going to relate. He became severely afflicted about four weeks before his death, and he told me he did not dread dying, that all he dreaded was the sting of death, and asked me, "Florence, pray that I can go easily when death comes"  Many times before his death, I made the request for a physician but he rejected each time with the plea that no doctor could do him any good; that God is the only doctor. I was by his side when he died and I am under every impression to believe that his prayers were answered; when he died he went so gently that it seemed as if he were falling-asleep I want to say to all the children that father is gone and that none of us children can go any more to spend free hours with him, but the thing for all of us to do is remember his advice and walk in the goings of an upright life. So in the name of the Lord let us pray that God's blessings of forgiveness will be shared with everyone and that the family can again be united in a circle that permanently remains unbroken. Written by his daughter—Florence Isaacs

Burke, Sister Rhoda - was born February, 6th, 1857. Died 1943, age 86. She was the daughter of David and Polly Johnson. She was married to Elder Scott Burke, March 14th. 1878. Unto this union was born twelve children, seven boys and five girls. One girl name Tennessee, died 1901, one boy, Daniel Died 1919.Sister Burke was a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church for fifty-years, her husband is an Old Regular Baptist preacher, he has been for about fifty-years. He have gone far away and left this precious Old Sister to toil and support the children, but she did endure all the burdens with much patience, and would always be interested to see her husband go to warn poor Sinners to get ready to meet the Lord and repent. We can see the Old Sister toiling and spinning on the Old Wheel, baking bread on the old baker and singing one of the Old Time Songs, and her children sitting by the old wood fire at the old Hearth Stone there where Mother would let her tears fall in behalf of her husband, with a light made out of Pine Knots. The boys and girls were at home, no War, no Famine, plenty to eat, did not take much clothing, not any Styles in her girlhood days. Now, Brother Burke that help mate is gone away to meet that Reward. I know joy and children san never see her in the old home anymore. I am glad that part of the children are going along with you, and are living with you in the Old Church, but Wife and Mother have laid down her Old Baker, have gone away from the table where she could enjoy seeing her children eat with her. We do believe she is well now forever-more. She had a home on High, above where she will toil no more. Wife, and Mother sleep on until Jesus comes, He will find the grave on the Head of Jack's Creek, where she is now sleeping overlooking the Old Home. Husband, and children some sweet time in the near future the Lord will come in the Cloud, and will call for Sister Rhoda to come up out of the grave and join again with your Soul, and then she will begin to Sing that New Song of Redemption, Song of both Soul and body. She is now only singing the Redemption Song of the Soul. So, I do hope the balance of her children will come home and live with Father before it is too late. May the Lord help our Old Elder Burke to bare the great burden a little longer.—Written By F. A. Hopkins

Caudill, Lula-With a sad and broken heart, I shall try to write an obituary of my dear mother, Lula Caudill, wife of Jasper Caudill, and to this union was born ten children—three of which has already passed on to their eternal home to live with mother. Mother was born September 19,1901 and lived a true and honest life. Not long before her death, January 15, 1944, she joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, but due to her weakness was never baptized. It is a great pleasure when I think of the night I stood by her bedside and her Lord and Savior entered into her soul and forgave her of all her sins. In a vision she saw two roads —one wide and easy traveled, the other narrow and more difficult, which led to that eternal home. With her prayers and pleading to the Lord, she managed to travel the hard, but perfect road. On the road of natural life there was not anyone traveled in her presence that she enjoyed any better than preacher Mack Slone and Thomas Caudill, whom she loved and enjoyed to hear preach at any time. It is with continued sadness that we walk into our home and find a seat empty, with no mother to speak kind words to us. We are looking forward to the time when we can meet mother in a perfect home, where we shall never be separated again. The ones that stood toy her bedside and heard her crying and pleading to Jesus know that we shall never see her again unless we trust in the God, she so faithfully worshipped.
Written by her brokenhearted son, Oliver Caudill

Conn, Sammie It is with a sad heart, I will try to write an obituary of my dear brother in the flesh, also in the Lord, I hope. Sammie Conn was a son of James Conn and Lona Clark Conn. He was born January 8, 1914. Died July 18, 1944, at he age of thirty years, 6 months and 10 days. He leaves, father and mother and seven brothers and sisters. Ambers Conn of Calif., Charlie of Betsy Lane and Norman and Fred Conn in service somewhere overseas, Goldie Floyd, Betsy Lane, Ky., Jessie Harvey, Honaker, Ky., and Ossie Howell, Dana, Ky. and a host of friends and relatives to mourn our loss. On October 14, 1941, he went into service for his country, and was a faithful soldier, until he was stricken with the dreadful disease, T. B. He was in Iceland, when he first became ill. He was sent back to the States for medical treatment, first to Mass. and then Danville, Ky., then to Chillicothe, Ohio. The doctor gave him up. beg to come home, so he was brought to my house on May 14. It was 2 years and 7 months since he went away. He was pleased to see us all. If he could only get well, but all hopes was gone. We did everything that we could do and got everything he wanted, still he grew worse, first Sunday in June he called for Bro. C. F. Conn and others to have meeting for him, and at the close of the meeting he gave his little feeble hand to become a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church, but wasn't able to be baptized. He told Bro. Cola that the water had nothing to do in saving his soul, but if he got better he wanted to be baptized. He didn't worry over anything here on earth, just a home in Heaven was all he was looking for. I've seen him look up and smile and say, look at the people and that beautiful light. I do believe Bro. Sammie has gone where there will be no war nor trouble or pain. I have two sons and two "more brothers In service, I get homesick to go where troubles cannot come. May God bless the family that are out in sin, that they must be born again, if you ever expect to see (brother again. So let us pray both day and night, that we may have peace on earth once more. A flower from our home is gone, a brother kind and dear, never more in the days to come will one like him be here. Written by his brokenhearted sister, Goldie Boyd

Fleming, Missouri- It is with sad and broken heart that I try to write a short sketch of the life of my dear loving- wife, that is past away and gone, to-wit-" She was born March 30, 1878, died March 23, 1944, being 66 years old. She was the daughter of Cracket and Monk Kelley. She was married to me, Cas Fleming, April 2, 1895, in Dickson County, Va. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 35 years before she died, and she lived a faithful life, and I believe she is resting in God's paradise awaiting her sweet body to arise from the grave, Oh, how I miss her, I would love to be standing 'by her tomb when Jesus comes in His power. Before she died, she prayed for God to take her away, out of her misery. The cause of her death was high blood pressure. She was the mother of 11 children, all living; 6 boys and 5 girls; Johnny Fleming. George Fleming, Millard Fleming and Rollie Fleming, Noah Fleming and Hatler Fleming; Louisa Stone, Bertha Brewer, Grace Fleming, Ida Brewer and Bessie Fleming. I want to say to all of you children, that has not repented, if you don't do better and repent of your sins, you will never see your mother again. Her funeral will be the Third Saturday and Sunday in August, 1945. Her membership was Long Fork.—Written by her brokenhearted husband. Cas Fleming

Gayheart, Susie Vance was born February 20, 1877. She was married to Ed Gayheart in 1892. Unto this union was born two boys and five girls, one boy and three girls preceded her in death. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Samaria, June 1917, but later she went to the United Baptist at Clear Creek Church, where she remained a member until death. While she was ill she selected Old Regulars to preach at her burial and funeral and chose Jarvey to arrange for the funeral. She died June 18, 1944, at the age of 67 years 3 months and 28 days, leaving one boy and two girls and three brothers to mourn her loss. We believe that she is resting under the Alter today.
Written by Jarvey Vance

Hamilton, Elder J. W.-I feel it my duty to write a sketch of the life of our beloved, to-wit: Elder J. W. Hamilton, who was born March 20, 1874, deceased May 6,1944, making his stay on earth 70 years, one month and 16 days. Elder J. W. Hamilton was the son of Jesse and Rebecca Hamilton. He was married at an early age to Love Vina Newsom. Unto this union were born ten children; three died In infancy, one son 3". Lee* Was killed at the age of 33 years; one daughter died at the age of 38, leaving 6 children by his first wife, who died July 26, 1915. Thirteen months later he was -married to Miss Bell Tackett. Unto this union were born five children; one boy preceded him in death, leaving 4 children by his second wife. His second wife died., Later he was married to Minda Hamilton. Unto this union were born 6 children; two died in infancy, leaving 4 by his third wife. His first wife's children that remain is Sol; Julia Jane Rutha, Alice and Christopher. His second wife's children are Goldia; Elijah; Lizzie and Estaline. His third wife's children are Kenis", Ellis; Margie; Clifford. Elder J. W. Hamilton joined the Samaria Church 'Of Regular Baptist in the year of 1906, was baptized by Elder C. C, Mitchell, began preaching October 1912; Ordained to the full function of the Gospel May, the second Saturday, 1914. Shortly the Church chose him for their pastor. He served the church near about 28 years, never lost his fellowship in the church, was a member 38 years. Elder J. W. Hamilton served the Island Creek Church of Regular Baptist near about 20 years, also were serving the Zion Church as their pastor at the time of his death. On May 6, when the death Angles came after Bro. J. W., what a great shock it was to his family and relatives, and his Brothers and Sisters in the Lord when the fame went abroad that he was dead. He traveled on horse back that day and worked about his financial affairs. He took a slight heart attack while away from home, the good Lord blessed him to overcome it and he got home, wrote some letters. He talked to his wife, told her what to do, then he said I'm so happy, went to praising God, just in a few minutes he passed away, setting in his chair, leaving 13 children and his wife mourning his loss, also his friends in Floyd and Pike Counties. Bro. John had the most friends I ever saw. Bro. John always threw his door open with hospitality. I have heard him say he didn't want his good Brothers and sisters to go away hungry when they come to his church. Bro. John had orphan children in his home, up in some years. I have seen orphan children come in his store, he would  go and give them something. He said I can't bear not to give them something.—Bro. John preached near about 33 years, always was in order to preach. Oh, how lonesome it was to hear the Sisters say what will we do, our leader is gone. I can't write for shedding ding tears as my companion is gone, whom I traveled with in the Gospel field for 19 years. I feel in the sweet by and by, I will meet Bro. John again m a land of everlasting joy. Bro John wont be worrying over his boy in the Army. Bro. John preached his first time in public in 1912, over my father alter he prayed my father said, John go on and work for the Lord. Bro. John was one of the most faithful ministers in the New Salem Association. I know personally, he went through rain and snow to warn poor sinners here below. Bro. John's discourse in doctrine, God give men and women a knowledge that they were sinners and that they must accept if heaven were their home. We can't hear that good voice of Bro. John in our Churches instructing us to our duty, but I have a hope I will meet him again. Two of Bro. John's girls have professed a hope in Christ. I heard Bro. John Say, his girls never gave him any trouble, but his boys gave him some trouble. I want to say in closing to Bro. John's boys, if you want heaven to be your home and meet dad again, fall out with sin, when that spirit of the Lord bid you, and it will, if not already the stone will cry out of the wall, the beam out of the timber, shall answer it. Children don't say I will be a better boy or girl, but answer and obey. He died at his post. His funeral will be preached, July 2nd Saturday and Sunday, 1945, Teaberry, Floyd County, Ky.
Written by his son-in-law, Elder J. B. Hamilton

Mitchell, Ike-The subject of this sketch were born the year of 1865 near about 76 years old. He was married to Katy Hall. Unto this union was born four children, two preceded him in death. Bro. Ike died, 1943. After the death of his first wife, He married Lizzie Hamilton, daughter of Harve Hamilton and Victoria Hamilton. Unto this union was born two children, one preceded him in death, leaving three children to mourn the loss of father, several relatives. Bro Ike joined the Samaria Church of Regular Baptist, was baptized by the hands of Elder1 J. W. Hamilton, the second Saturday in Nov., 1934. Bro. Ike proved a good faithful member until he got unable to fill his seat. He was a good honest man, always met his Brothers in a good humble manner. Bro. Ike bore his sickness with patience. His two daughters that remain, one married Hent Newman, and the other married Bud Newman. The only boy by his last wife Lee Mitchell, married Lee Hamilton's daughter. I want to say to the three children that remain, if you haven't been born again when the good spirit of the Lord tells you by a condemned feeling that you are lost without God as hope in this world, then you better fall out with sin, if you ever expect to meet that good humble dad of yours. After Bro Ike was born again, he was a bright shining light to his neighbors. He sure practiced what he professed. So I must close, may God bless those two girls and the boy, and grandchildren of Bro. Ike Mitchell.—Written by his Bro. in hope of eternal life, Elder J. B. Hamilton

Osborne, George-I will now try to write an obituary of my father to wit: George Osborne was born April 26, 1875, and died October 28, 1943. He was the son of Pharro Osborne and Lizon Henson Osborne and was married to Phenie Hamilton, August 31, 1892 to this union was 7 children born, 3 preceded in death in infancy; four still living, 3 boys and one girl, to wit: Joseph and Jesse and Charlie and Lizzie Henson and a good companion and twenty eight grand children and six great grand children to mourn the loss of a good father. He joined the Old Regular Baptist Church the first Saturday in August, and was baptized on Sunday, by Elder Aaron Pack. He lived a good life and was loved by all who knew him. He was ordained a Deacon of the Little Samaria Church in August, 1935, Fourth Saturday, him and son, Jesse, as a minister of the Gospel, both together and he served that church until death. My father was a humble man, after he professed a hope in Christ Jesus, and Oh, how, he would rejoice in a good meeting. I was in Ohio when he took bad off, and I come to see him on Thursday. How happy he seemed for me to come. He told sister Virgin Hamilton. The doctor had come, he felt better, went to meeting Saturday, rejoiced, was happy it seemed and on Sunday in the close of meeting got happy and told all of the good Brethren and Sisters he felt his time was short mere on earth, just got back home and was telling mother what a good meeting it was, and how much doctrine was preached that day and how happy he was while he was talking, he had a stroke and when I got to the house, mother had a pillow under his head, me and Bro. Joe got him and laid him on the bed, he couldn't talk to us his whole right side was paralyzed, he never could talk. He lived about 10 days after this and seemed to get better. I went back home and I got a telegram he was worse, I come in on Saturday, Oh, how lonesome they had buried him Friday. My father believed in a Resurrection of his body. We miss our father so much, since he has gone away, but I have a good hope seeing him again in the Glorious Resurrection Day and I want my brother and little sister to strive to meet dear father again and, Oh, how he loved my blessed wife and good mother. I know you miss him so much and you are so lonesome here. Joe, Charles and Lizzie, get ready while life, affords you "First seek ye The Kingdom of God and His Righteousness, and there are plenty time for all these other things. I will close this obituary by saying, pray for mother and his children     Written by Jesse Osborne and Wife, Ligon, Kentucky.

Tackett, King S.-was born June 8, 1857. He was married to Rhoda Tackett in 1875. Under this union was born six boys and two girls. Rhoda died in 1885, after which he married Louisie Damron and to this union was born seven boys and four girls. His second wife died and he was married to Stanley Townsend in 1922, to this union was born three boys and three girls. He was the father of 23 children, grandfather of 46 children; great-grandfather of 14 children and ■ great-great-grandfather of 5 children. He joined the Long Fork Church of Regular Baptist in 1923, and remained a member until death on April 80. 1941, being 83 years, 10 months, 22 days of age, leaving a host of children and grandchildren to mourn their loss. Written by his son-in-law, Jarvey Vance