Adkins, Anna Elizabeth - was the daughter of Crocket Coleman and Mary Thacker Coleman. She was born August 2, 1866. She was married to L. G. Adkins in the year of 1887, and unto this union was born ten children, five boys and five girls of which five proceeded her in death leaving here in this troublesome world without a sweet mother to council us, three boys and two girls, Fannie, Nannie, Alvin, G. A. and Sollie and dear old father. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church fifty- two (52) years ago at Greasy Creek, and was baptized by Elder N. T. Hopkins, then got her letter in 1925 from the Greasy Creek Church, and laid it in at the Little Creek Church. Then came from the Little Creek Church in a arm to organize the Elizabeth Church and lived there until death. She raised nine grandchildren, she had forty-nine grandchildren, and a host of great grandchildren, one brother, Alvin Coleman, one sister, Lilia Blair still living. Mother was a mid wife and called so often to the sick. I heard her say so many times, "Grady, I left your dad at home a working. She called for me so often to sing for her and dad. Mother died on Thursday, April 7, 1949, at 4:15 a.m. She seemed to have just fallen asleep. I can never forget that morning she had called for all of her children, and they all came. She said, "I am about gone, I want you all to meet me in Heaven, children be good to your dad and love one another." Now, dad cheer up and live on for God. I have no doubt but mother has gone to Heaven, and I feel it won't be long until we will have to give you up. Mother lived faithful in the Old Church, always desiring to see the meeting time to come. She said she never felt that she lost anything by taking care of the Brethren and Sisters that come to the Old Church. I remember when I was a boy of going to church with mother seeing her shout and praising God. Now, dear brothers and sisters, I want to say to you if you ever expect to meet mother, you will have to be borned again. Mother's funeral will be preached at Fords Branch the Second Saturday and Sunday in April 1950, beginning on Friday at 1 p.m. at G. A. Adkins. The ministers called are John A. Damron, F. A. Hopkins, Ballard Baker, E. V. Hopkins, John Hess, Joe Jones, Tack Hall, and all the preaching brothers are invited.
Written by the son, G. A. Adkins

Adkins, Eve-I will try in my weakness to write an obituary of a dear sister in the Lord to wit: Sister Eve Adkins. She was the daughter of the late Elder Rob and Rebecky Damron. She was born Feb. 4, 1878 and departed this life March 14, 1949 at the age of 71 years, 1 month and 10 days. She was married to Cam Adkins in the year of 1902. Unto this union was born 9 children, 6 boys and 3 girls of which three boys proceeded her in death and her husband proceeded her just five days. Sister Adkins had also by a former marriage 3 children, one boy and two girls. One girl proceeded her, leaves to mourn her passing 4 boys and 4 girls, 2 brothers, 1 sister, 29 grandchildren, 17 great grandchildren and a great host of Brethren and Sisters and many friends. We feel sure that our loss was her eternal great gain. She joined the Greasy Creek Church of Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ in the year 1909. Was baptized by Elder N. J. Hopkins and later came to the Little Creek Church by letter where she remained until the Lord called her. She lived a faithful Christian life for 39 years. She always enjoyed the worship of God. I have met Sister in the worship so many times and heard her shout and praise God for what he had done for her soul. She would beg and pray for her children to fall out with the things of the world and turn to the Lord. Now children on you I call you that have not professed a hope in the Lord if you ever expect to see mother again, you must fall out with sin and be born again for we feel mother is not dead but just sleeping and resting from her labor, waiting for the day when Jesus will come in the cloud of glory to gather his Saints home, then mother will come out of the grave with a glorified body fashioned like the body of our dead Lord. To the only daughter that has professed a hope, just go on in the faith of God and pray for your brothers and sisters that are still on the barren mountains of sins that they may take heed to the light that shines in a dark place, and resolve as the prophet of old, let other do as they may as for me and my house we will serve the Lord. I feel that your mother and father are together in that happy land where they will never have to part, although your father never joined the church but from the sweet conversation I had with him. I believe that he had a lovely hope in the Lord, Jesus Christ. Now children, be good to each other and try to meet mother in a better world. So space will not permit me to go on and will close this obituary.   Written by yours in hope, Joe Jones

Amburgey, Mary-Often the rising of the sun on an unclouded day in freshness and brightness has inspired hope in the bosom of a despairing one. Likewise, many setting suns as they have cast forth their tints of red, purple and gold have left their awe inspiring beauty indelibly stamped on the minds of people. On July 18, 1878 the sun of life shined forth in the home of Robert H. Amburgey and Nancy Martin Amburgey and a baby girl, Mary Amburgey was born. The day of her birth may have been cloudy but the sunshine of a mother's love and gladness because of a birth abounded in that home and like all true mothers, Nancy Martin Amburgey looked forward in hope for her little girl. She was not disappointed. Mary proved to be a flower of virtue in the garden of life. On May 21, 1899 Mary Amburgey was married to J. H. Coburn. Unto this marriage was born ten children, of this number five boys and two girls are living. During the year 1901 she professed a hope in Christ and was baptized into the fellowship of the Old Regular Baptist Church. In this fellowship she remained true and faithful to the last hour of life. Exhibiting in her life the godly virtues of a faithful Christian lady. She not only leaves to mourn their loss five boys: John C., Shirell, Oakley H., Burnam B. and Chester, daughters Ethel and Elsie, also, two sisters and one brother, nineteen grandchildren and three great grandchildren, but many friends. Love for God and the people of God, kindness, gentleness, goodness, hospitality, love of home, love for husband, love for church, for children were sunshine rays of life. These made the setting of the sun of life for her most beautiful as the curtains of time rolled back and the glories of eternity opened. The Lord sweetly called for her on March 21, 1949 and she went home. Written by Elder W. S. Akers

Breeding, Manervie Jane-With much sadness we will try to write a short obituary of a dear mother, Manervie Jane Breeding. She was born August 6, 1865 and departed this life January 8, 1949, being 83 years, 5 months and 2 days old. When the death angel visited our home and took away a loving mother. She was married to William G. Breeding April 7, 1887 at Bilva, Ky. Unto this union was born five children three boys and two girls , one boy proceeded her in death while the other four, Leeman, Charles, Aggie and Virgie are left to mourn the loss of a dear mother, whom we cared for so long. She had been afflicted in bed for eight years with a broken leg. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about the year of 1891, and was a faithful member until death. She enjoyed going to church as long as she was able. She was a good mother. She worked and toiled with her hands to support her children, but we feel loss is there eternally a gain. We feel that she is sleeping until the morning of sweet resurrection until all shall arise. We believe she will be a shining angel around the Throne of God, where trouble never comes. There are plenty of good things we could say about mother, but it is making the obituary too long, so dear children, don't forget mother's council.
Written by the two lonely daughters, Virgie King and Aggie Hall

Coleman, Larcina Taylor-The obituary of Larcina Taylor Coleman, born Sept. 11, 1872 and passed away Dec. 12, 1948. Born in Knott County, Kentucky and came to Washington State in 1914. Her father's name was Jackson Combs and mother was Mary Young. Surviving are three daughters, Mrs. Lucinda Scalf, Fort Townsend, Mrs. Ida McPherson, Seattle, and Mrs. Armilda Schabell Mineral, also two sons, Robert Taylor of Mineral, and Spencer Taylor of Mineral, her husband, John Coleman of Doty, seventeen grandchildren and 15 great grandchildren, one daughter deceased, Vacilla Day and also one son deceased Jermiah Taylor. Sister Coleman was a faithful member of the Old Regular Baptist Church for a number of years, and we hope that the Church in Lord is Heaven's gain, and the Church extends their heartfelt sympathy to the relations and friends of Sister Coleman, and if you expect to meet mother after this life is over we must walk that straight and narrow path that leads to life ever lasting, that our blessed Lord has promised us and the wonderful home where no sorrows can come, and all tears will be wiped from our eyes. Mother cannot come to us but the help of the Blessed Lord we can go to her. Written by a brother in Christ, G. R. Blakley

Damron_ Elisha-With much sadness I will attempt to write an obituary of a dear brother in the Lord to wit: Elisha Damron. He was the son of Alfred and Mary Kinney Damron. He was born April 6, 1882 and departed this life April 2, 1949 at the age of 67 years and 4 days. He was married to Artie Tackett September 10, 1903. To this union was born 9 children, 4 of them proceeded him in death. He leaves a dear companion, 5 children, 2 boys and 3 girls, three brothers and two sisters and 7 grandchildren and a host of friends to mourn his loss. He joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about two years before he died. He lived a faithful Christian life until the good lord called him to come home. Brother Damron enjoyed filling his seat in the Old Church and loved to hear the Brethren preach the old time doctrine salvation by grace through faith and that not of yourself but the gift of God, not of works least any man should boast. Will say to his dear companion, don't mourn as them that has no hope, go on in the good old way when this veil of tears is over you will meet your dear husband in that land where there is no more parting, pain or death but joy, peace and happiness, forever with the redeemed family of God. I will say to his children that is on the barren mountains of sin, remember the sweet words of daddy after he came to live with the people of God and how he enjoyed the sweet fellowship with his Brethren if you ever expect to see father again, you must fall out with sin and be born again. Dear children, put your faith in the same Lord and Savior that your father loved and trusted here. May the good Lord lead you, his children and bless you Sister Artie through the coming years is the prayers of your unworthy writer. His funeral will be preached the Second Saturday and Sunday in August on Robinson Creek.  Written by Joe Jones

Edmonds, Roy P. - was born December 7, 1907, the son of Marshal Edmonds and Annie Pinson Edmonds. He married Nellie Stoots on August 9, 1935, and to this union was born one son, Roy Palmer Edmonds, Jr. Roy deceased this life on October 25, 1948, making his stay in this world 40 years, 10 months and 18 days. He is survived by his wife, Mrs. Nellie Stoots Edmonds, one son, Roy P. Edmonds, Jr., five brothers, Mack, Hallard, Willard, Alonzo, and Wallace Edmonds; three sisters, Mrs. Pearl Taylor, Mrs. Gladys Morris, and Mrs. Learlie Rutherford; and a host of relatives and friends are left to mourn the loss of husband, father, brother, and friend. Roy made no profession of faith, but during his sickness was heard many times praying to the God of Heavens, who has the power to forgive sins and to save the souls of them that do repent and come to His throne of Grace. He says, "He that will come unto me, I will in no wise cast him out." "Look unto me all ye ends of the earth and be ye saved, for I am God." So, to those who mourn the loss of this loved one, may we say that we hope and pray that our loss is his eternal gain.
Written by his nephew, Elder Harold Edmonds

Gibson, Ellen-It is with sadness of my heart that I will try to write a short sketch of the life of Sister Ellen Gibson. She was the daughter of H. C. Slone and Martha Slone. She was born April 21, 1875. She was married to Hiram C. Gibson and she became the mother of 5 children, 3 girls and two boys all living except J. C. She belonged to the Old Regular Baptist Church for several years. She by some means unknown to us, was burned in her house. Although she was burned in her house we believe that fire has no more power over her. I believe her last enemy was death so today I feel she is resting with the Saints of God, never to suffer any more and her seat along with many others are vacant in the Old Caney Fork Church and we certainly miss them. I want to say to her children to make piece with God if you expect to live with her again. Ellen seemed almost like a mother to me. I certainly loved her and hope to see her again and never to part any more.  Written by, Elder Sherman Slone

Hall, Elder Hawl-With sadness of heart I will try to write the obituary of my dear beloved husband. Elder Hawk Hall was born July 25, 1865 and deceased April 4, 1949. On the morning of April 4, 1949 the death angel came and with its sharp sickle thrust it deep in the heart of Hawk and stilled his voice forever. He took his bed of affliction on March 4, 1949 and the doctor's help had to flee, and we had a stout back and see God's will be done. When he took sick to say farewell, "I am going home," and cast his eyes toward Heaven and passed on out of this world to enter his rest until the morning of the sweet resurrection when Christ shall reunite his soul and body. He won't be afflicted with that awful smothering. His seat is vacant in our home and in the church, and his presence in the neighborhood. I believe he has filled a seat in Heaven. He was a good husband, a kind and loving father. He seemed to know that his time had come, for he said, "This spell will take me out, for I will never get over this." But I hate to leave you." I believe with all my heart God had prepared him a better home than this, and I believe the morning he left this world he viewed that home that prepared for all that love and serve God for he gave me his hand as if he meant a friend to all. We miss him but our loss we feel is Heaven's eternal gain. He was a minister of the Old Regular Baptist Church and has preached the gospel through all this country, and he continued for the faith that was once delivered to the Saints and to this end I do not grieve for him, only the loss of Hawk, and I ask all to pray for me. Written by his broken hearted wife, Aggie Hall, Hall, Ky.

Hall, Ortha-It is with much sadness that I will try to write a short obituary of my dear sister, Ortha Hall. She was the daughter of Reuben Slone and Elizabeth Slone. She was born June 17, 1886 and died April 2, 1948. She was married to Monroe Hall and unto this union was born 12 children, 10 boys and 2 girls. One girl proceeded her in death. She leaves behind her 11 children and a very pitiful husband and many friends to mourn her loss. She belonged to the Regular Baptist Church for many years before she died. She was in poor health several years. She was taken to the hospital and stayed about two weeks. On the morning she was to come home, she died suddenly. I feel she surely went to a better home than she had on this earth. She lived a very quiet and humble life. Always loved to fill her seat in the church. Sometimes she would become very happy and shout and praise the Lord and talk of the beautiful home. She expected to enjoy after she left this world. I could write many things about her but I don't feel it necessary. I believe I will meet her again.  Written by Elder Sherman Slone

Hamilton, Nerva Jane-With a sad heart I will try in my weakness to write a short sketch of Sister Nerva Jane Hamilton. She was the daughter of Doke and Alice Page, she was married to Robert Hamilton. To this union were born six children, three died in infancy, leaving three in this wicked world to roam without a mother. Hershell Charles, Dempsy Junior, also leaves six brothers and two sisters to mourn her loss. Sister Nerva had tuberculosis, she joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, was baptized by Brother Evan Hamilton and Brother Johnie Isaac, she was very frail and weak to walk, but was happy and praising the Lord for what he had done for her. Not long after this she took her bed until death, died January 3, 1949. How she prayed for the Lord to come and get her, she asked for us all to pray for her to die, said she had better home to go to where she would never have to suffer any more. Sister Nerva had much faith in Brother Evan Hamilton, she would send so many times for him to come and try to hold prayer for her. She prayed the Lord as long as she could talk and clap her hands. I believe when I leave this old troublesome world I will meet her just on over Jordan where all of God's people goes love and peace.
Written by her sister in the Lord I hope, Maudie Hamilton, Dony, Ky.

Johnson, James, Sr.-By request we will try to write a brief sketch of the life of our beloved father and stepfather, James Johnson, Sr. He was born May 26, 1866, and deceased August 10, 1949. He was 83 years 2 months and 15 days of age. He was married to Nancy Wright April 26, 1888. She died February 4, 1927. He married Matilda Damron Branham on September 24, 1927. They lived a happy life together until she proceeded him in death June 5, 1947. He leaves 8 children and 5 stepchildren to mourn his loss. He joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Robinson Creek, Ky. on the first Saturday in September of 1948 and was baptized the same day. From the time he joined the church, he was always eager and glad to attend church and be with his brethrens and sisters of the church. We miss him very much, but feel that he has gone to a far better home than here, and we hope some day we can join him and our dear father and mother and other beloved ones.
Written by His Step Children

Johnson, Sarah-Born June 30, 1864 and died July 18, 1949. Age 85 years and 18 days old. It is with a sad feeling of love and a broken heart that I try to make this feeble attempt to write an obituary of my dear mother to wit Sarah Johnson. She was the daughter of Eli Johnson and Betsy Keen Johnson. She was married to D. R. Johnson in July 1882 and to this union was born thirteen children, three of them proceeded mother in death. Leaving seven daughters and three sons to mourn her loss. Mother leaves seventy seven grandchildren and one hundred great grandchildren and some great great grandchildren. Mother's health became bad about thirty-five years ago. She fell and ruptured herself several years ago. She never could stand to set up long at a time. She took a dreadful cancer which ate one of her eyes out. Mother was fully concerned about her children. She told me before she died, I want to see all my children and talk to them about their souls. I want them all to get ready before it is too late. She has only two children that have ever professed any hope. I miss her so much. Mother joined the church First Sunday in October 1898 and was baptized November First Sunday, 1898 by Elder W. R. Hopkins at the Old Joppa Church. She was one of the old fashioned mother. She never did believe in changing styles. She was one of the sweetest mothers in the world to me. She loved for her children to go and see her. She would always hug us to her breast and always rehearse the word God Bless My Baby. She gives God praises as long as she could raise her little feeble hand. Oh, how we miss her. It seems as though I can hear her sweet voice ringing in my ears, get in my heart. She will live forever. I'll say to her children that's out in the Barren Mountains of Sin, you better get ready before it is too late.
Written by her sad heart broken daughter, Roxie Tackett

May, Bennie-There are no words which can express my sorrow or loneliness as I try to write a short sketch of the life of the dearest person I have ever known. Bennie May was born on Island Creek, in Pike Co., Ky., February 18, 1906. He was the son of Fielding J. May and Jane May. He has five brothers and three sisters who with his mother, are left to mourn his death. He was married to me, Belnea Blanton, February 21, 1931 and we were blessed with three children, Joyce Doyle, Peggy Dean and Cherry Lynn. Peggy Dean preceded her father in death September 30, 1944. Bennie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in March 1948, and was baptized one month later into the fellowship of the Island Creek Church, where his mother, two brothers and two sisters were members. It would be impossible for me to tell how happy he was to be in the church. He went far and near to attend other churches and associations, going many times when he was not able, but his faith was so great that he was never afraid. I have often heard him say that he never wanted to be completely well, for fear that he might not be as humble as he wanted to be. He had a great love for everyone and especially for his brothers and sisters in the church. He was always pleasant and cheerful, at home, and with strangers. He seemed to be a light in the pathway of those who became acquainted with him. God blessed him while he lived in this world, and he was so thankful for it, that he gave God the praise for everything good that happened to him. He loved to do good for others and no one was ever turned away empty-handed who asked him for help. He gave to the old, the crippled, the sick, and to those who were not so fortunate as he. He was always giving good council and advice to anyone he thought he might help. He enjoyed living for the good he could do and I know he possessed a pure and undefiled religion for his life and works proved it. He had many friends and I know they loved him for they proved it in so many ways while he was still with them. He liked for his friends to come to his home and talk with him and eat with him, and always when the day was over his eyes would be shinning with happiness because he enjoyed it so much. I have never known anyone who enjoyed living more than he. He saw good in everybody, regardless of how bad they were, and he saw beauty in everything around him. When we drove along the highway he talked of the beautiful things God had made and given to his people. He loved to talk about the bible and it seemed he could understand so clearly anything he read. He always had time to talk and he was never in a hurry. Every night he thanked God for having lived through the day. Even though Bennie was young and we loved him so much. God saw cause to take him away from this world, and when his time came to go he said he had nothing to fear. His greatest sorrow was leaving his family and friends. His favorite chapter in the bible was the 23rd Psalm of David, and often have I listened to him repeat those verses with a smile, and in the sweetest voice I ever heard. Now that he is gone I know that the Lord is his shepherd and he shall never want. I know this his cup is running over and some day when I have passed through the valley of the shadow of death I shall find him waiting.  Belma May

May, Phebbe - was born September 15, 1872, being 77 years of age. She was married to Jeff May. But we do not have a record of the time and unto them was born no children. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church July 2, 1924. She filled her seat in the church all the time as she was able.  Written by her niece, Elizabeth M. Scalf

Moore, Susie-By the request of her children, I attempt to write an obituary of Sister Susie Moore. She was born August 8, 1884, and departed this life July 25, 1949. She was married to Linzie Moore in early life and unto this union was born eleven children, four boys and seven girls. Four girls and husband proceeded her in death, leaving 4 boys and 3 girls to mourn the loss of their prize mother, and also four brothers and seven sisters and many friends. She joined the Regular Baptist Church in 1913, and lived a faithful member until her death. On December 10, 1948 she was struck by a dry cleaning truck and was taken immediately to the hospital and was given the best surgical and medical treatment that could be procured, but alas she lost one leg, and never grew no better. The death angel came on July 25, 1949 and did summons her away, and taken her soul to the Paradise of God to rest until the resurrection morning, as I believe. When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and awake the sleeping dead, then I believe she will raise both soul and body and be changed in a moment of time and fashion like unto Christ's glorious body. I will say to her dear children, if you ever want to see mother again, get ready while life and opportunity affords you, to meet her in a better world. As she has so often told me while on her bed of affliction she had a better home to go to. So we have no doubt but what she has joined with the soul of her dear husband and children and the blood washed Hand of God. So we feel to say that our loss is her eternal gain. So children, cheer up and try to meet mama again where there will be no more car wrecks, no more pains, sorrow nor death, all will be peace, joy and happiness. This obituary is getting lengthy, I must come to a close by saying children, be good to one another and do not forget mother's council.
Written by brother in hope of eternal life, Elder J. M. Stumbo

Morris, Quince-With sad memory I'll write a short sketch of the life of a loving and faithful mother. She was the daughter of Harry L. and Eveline Moore. She leaves a dear old father, one whole sister, nine half-sisters and brothers, a loving and faithful companion, ten children, twenty nine grandchildren, six great grandchildren, besides many friends and good neighbors to mourn her loss. We feel to say that our loss of mother is only her eternal gain in Heaven. It pleased God to call her from this world of pain and strife, and now it is up to us to meet her again. She was born April 22, 1888 and deceased October 28, 1948. She was married to A. L. or Buck Morris in the year of 1903. Unto this union were born fourteen children, four proceeded mother in death in infancy, ten of whom are still living, Mrs. Troy Allen of Wayland, Ky., Mrs. Miles Moss of Jeffersonville, Ind., Mrs. Oakley Layne of Dema, Ky., Mrs. B. R. Adkins, Williamsburg, Ohio, Boys are Henry Morris, David, Ky.; John Morris, Wayland, Ky.; Carmel Morris, Jeffersonville, Ind.; Leonard Morris, Wayland, Ky.; Arthur Morris, Wayland, Ky. and Winford Morris, Wayland, Ky. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about the year of 1915. I can truthfully say that I never saw one unchristian act of her that would cause me to doubt her soul being at rest. She was always faithful to fill her seat at the church when she was able. Her advice to us children was always good, and she was always so humble. It seemed to be mother's highest desire that we would all try to live right, fall out with sin, seek the Lord with all our heart, mind and strength. To us who professed a hope, her council was, be faithful and look to the Lord to guide you. So I say to the other children, come on let's join hands and march in the good old way and follow in mother's footprints. To pop, pray on put your whole trust in a God that has never turned away a praying soul, who seek with all their heart, mind, and strength. If we all seek God in this way I believe we'll meet mother again some sweet day. Concerning mother's sickness, she began to get disable to go in July. She told me the whole way along she wouldn't get well. She said I've about done all I come here for. She was operated on at Prestonsburg Hospital in August. She got along with the operation all right, but could never walk. The doctors pronounced arthritis but she always said it was a cancer. She suffered terribly for about 6 or 8 weeks but bore it with a patience, and was always afraid she would be a burden to us, children. She'd so often say she didn't see why we wanted her to stay here for in this world of sorrow and pain. But it's nature. Her prayer always was for the Lord to let her do all her suffering here in this world which I have confidence to believe she did. When she breathed out her last breath, she didn't struggle or frown, but looked happy and satisfied. The undertaker said a cancer in her leg caused her death. So I say to the family fall out with sin, accept the offered mercy of the Lord and march toward Canaan and live faithfully for the Lord.
Written by her broken hearted daughter and sister in hope, Evelyn Layne

Clifton, Mosley-It is with sadness that I try to write a short sketch of the life of Brother Clifton Mosley. He was a son of Elder L. D. Mosley. He was born March 19, 1880. He died March 9, 1949. He was married to Ruth Short and unto this union was born 11 children, 9 girls and 2 boys. Two proceeded him in death. He was the clerk of the Caney Fork Church for several years and served the church faithful and well, we certainly miss him in the church. He was always up and out early. He was about one of our best members. Always stood up for what was right and refused to be tossed around but he was reasonable. I loved him as my own son. While on his way to church, he got run over by a truck. We done every thing possible to save his life but couldn't. He lived about 8 weeks after the accident. I stayed with him almost all that time. He was humble and said let the will of the good Lord be done. We believe that today he is resting with God. He leaves behind 9 children and a dear wife and many friends to mourn his 1oss and I must say to his children if they want to live with him again, they had better repent while life lasts. So space wouldn't permit me to write all the good things I would like to say about him. His funeral will be preached the Fourth Saturday and Sunday in August 1950.
Written by Elder Sherman Slone

Mullins, Jay-With much sadness of heart I will try to write an obituary of my dear husband. He was born December 10, 1882 and deceased this life February 6, 1949 at the age of 66 years. We were united in matrimony March 6, 1905 and to this union was born eleven children, ten still living and one dead. He joined the Beaver Church of Old Regular Baptist June 16, 1934 and was baptized June 17, 1934 by Elder E. H. Howard and McKinley Moore. He remained a member of the Old Beaver Church and was faithful to fill his seat. Then in May 1946 he was granted a letter of dismission in an arm to organize a church at Salisbury, then being a faithful member of the Salisbury Regular Baptist Church up till he met death which came so sudden to him. It must have been a heart attack. So I do miss him. He was so good to me, but yet after all our loss is his eternal gain as he has crossed the ceased tide of death and has scared from all his labor. I feel that his poor soul is at rest and I have that sweet hope some day of being able to meet him again. Yet his poor soul and body is separated, his body moldering back to the dust. My Lord knows where its sleeping and some day he can awaken him and call for the grave to give him up and then both soul and body will unite together. Be raised incorruptible and then go to heaven. He had many good friends and were liked by all who knew him. So I may say to my dear children, your good and kind father is gone and can't be able to give you his good advice any more but his words of advice should still remain and not be forgotten. So as your poor mother is sad and lonesome, the good Lord has still blessed me to stay with you, and be able to pray for you all. May the good Lord bless you all that is out in sin to give it a thought about dying and where I am going. Children, if you ever do want to see good father again, you will have to forsake your ways and lay down the things of the world and come to the Lord by faith and ask him to forgive you of your sins as your poor mother is having your father's picture put in our Minutes and I hope what I have written may not be forgotten so I must close this obituary and may the good lord bless us all to live a Christian life and meet dear daddy again. Written by his weeping widow, Polly J. Mullins

Ramsey, Dallie-It now becomes my sad duty to write an obituary of a beloved sister, Dallie Ramsey. She was the daughter of Uncle Bill Damron. Sister Dallie was born Sept. 17, 1884 and deceased Feb. 12, 1938 at the age of 64 years, 4 months and 25 days. She was married to Tom Ramsey and to this union was born seven children, one died in infancy, three sons and three daughters still living. Sister Dallie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church of Pikeville November 2, 1913 and was baptized by Eld. N. T. Hopkins. From that good day until the day of her death I found Sister Ramsey walking in all the Commandments of God in that good old humble way. She was always kind to all she met. Her fellowship was with the Greasy Creek Church of the time of her death. She was always faithful to fill her seat in the church as long as she was able. She was sick for some time but her sickness was bored with patience. She and her husband lived a peaceful life for many years. I want to say to Brother Tom, you have lost a good wife and your children, a good mother and the Greasy Creek Church, a good sister, and I also want to say that I feel you have seen many dark and lonely day and night since the day your good wife took her flight to that upper and better world. Your loss is great to loose your mate, and while the body of your good wife is laying in the G. W. Robinson Graveyard on Greasy Creek silent and low moldering back to mother dust, We believe her soul is resting in the Paradise of God. We believe her flesh is resting in hope as David also said waiting with patience to hear the Trumpet of God, then and not now will Sister Ramsey's body gets up from that cold grave to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with the Lord. A few lines to our Brother Tom and his children, will say to Brother Ramsey press onward and upward for it will not be long until you can meet your companion to be with forever and ever. Will say to the children, you have seen your good mother the last time, unless you are born again. So my heart's desire and prayer to God that you all will prepare to meet Mother where congregation never break up, and Sabbaths never end. Written by your unworthy write, B. H. Damron, Yeager, Ky.

Reynolds, Nannie-By request, I make this attempt to write an obituary of a dear sister in Lord to wit Sister Nannie Reynolds. She was born May 2, 1911, being 37 years 7 months and 15 days old. She was daughter of Hatler Jones and Mary Jones. She was married to Walter Reynolds in the year of 1927 and to this union was born 4 boys and 5 girls. One boy proceeded her in death. Sister Nannie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1935 and lived a faithful member until death. She filled her seat as long as she was able. We miss her in church to shout and praise God for what he has done for her. Her fellowship was in Samaria Church. I say Walter, if you ever see her again, you must be borned again and get ready in this life to live with her in heavenly country where I feel her soul is resting under the Alter of God and waiting for redemption of her body. I say to her boys and girls, remember good council of mother and be good to one another and make ready to meet mother in heaven. Sister Nannie had dreadful Disease dropsy. I feel her trouble is all over so children, try to meet mother in heaven.  Written by brother in hope, Butler Howell

Row, Louisa-It now becomes my sad duty to try to write an obituary of a beloved sister, Louisa Rowe. She was born January 17, 1883, deceased March 24, 1949. Age 66 year 2 months and 11 days of age. She was married to Rans Rowe July 3, 1899. Unto this union was born 9 children, three sons and six daughters. One daughter went on to Glory many years ago. This sister joined the Little Creek Church on Sunday, October 1932 and was baptized by Eld. Jim Sanders. The boys are London Rowe, Wheelwright, Ky., Floyd Rowe, Georgia, Junior Rowe, Dorton, Ky. The daughters are all in Pike county except one and she is at Wheelwright, Ky. I knew the good sister for many years. I visited her home very often and I found her always humble and kind from the day she joined the Church until her death. I found her walking in all the Commandments of the Lord. She was always ready to welcome her brothers and sisters in her home. Her good husband, Rans was always kind to each other. My good brother I know that you have seen a many lonely day and night since your companion went away. I will say to you and your children not to weep over a good wife and a dear mother, good brother press onward and upward to the mark of the prize of the high calling of God, for it will not be long until you can meet your good companion there where there is no trouble. Children come one and all I now say to you, you have seen your mother the last time, unless you fall out with sin, and close in with the free offered mercy of God. While the body of your mother lies in the lonely grave at Yeager, Ky., we believe her soul is at rest in the Kingdom of God. Children, the Good Lord will descend from Heaven with a shout and before long your mother will get up from that cold grave to meet our Lord in the air, and shall we ever be with the Lord. Children, my hearts desire and pray to God that you will remember the good humble life your father and mother lived before you. The funeral of Louisa Rowe will be the Fourth Sat. and Sun. in May 1950 at the Potter Grave Yard at Yeager, Ky.  Written by B. H. Damron, Yeager, Ky.

Scrutchfield, Betty-The obituary of this our deceased mother, was born July 25, 1882, deceased this life October 21, 1948, age in 66 years, 2 months and 26 days. Betty Scrutchfield McGuire was the daughter of Palmer and Mary Scrutchfield. In February 2, 1902 she was united in marriage to Henry McGuire, the son of the late Henry and Liddie Branham McGuire. Unto this union was born seven children, five proceeded their mother in death as infants and one daughter deceased this life September 6, 1939. Besides a host of friends and relatives Mrs. McGuire leaves to mourn her loss, her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Palmer Scrutchfield. Her husband, Henry McGuire of Prestonsburg, Ky., six grandchildren and the following sisters and brothers, Mrs. Frank McGuire of Jeffersonville, Ky., Beckham Scrutchfield of Prestonsburg, Ky., Cornelius Scrutchfield of Prestonsburg, Ky., and Green Scrutchfield of Indiana. The community will miss one of its best mothers and of it's best women. Mrs. McGuire has lived a long and devoted Christian life and has bore the hardships of life with patience and a friendly manner. She was a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church on Bull Creek. We feel that mother has exchanged the life of hardships to a life of peace, joy and rest. Her face is absent and her seat is empty and can never be filled, but someday I will meet your mother. So with this creed manner I have done the best I could to write this obituary of mother the best friend I ever had. Written by her granddaughter, Mrs. Silas DeRossett

Slone, Lourania-It is with a sad feeling that I will try to write an obituary of my dear aunt, and sister in the Lord. Sister Lourania Slone, a daughter of John Quincy Combs and Holly Ann Combs, born February 8, 1885. She was married to Ballard Slone August 6th, 1904. Ballard was a son of L. C. Slone, knowing as Caney Slone of Hindman, Ky. To this union were born 8 children, Gardner Slone, Fred Slone, Clara Slone, Yound, Ouda Slone Johnson, June Slone Thacker, Brode, Victor, Harry and Ballard proceeded her in death, Gardner, Fred, Clara, Ouda, and June are left to mourn her loss. Sister Lourania was a member of Stone Coal Church of the Old Regular Baptist Church. She enjoyed going to Church and hearing the Brothers preach. She was loved by all that knew her, and to the children, follow your mother's steps and repent of your sins, and meet mother in heaven, and remember all the good council she gave you. Sister Lourania died February 14, 1942, we believe her loss is heaven gain.
Written by her sister in the Lord, Ollie Vanderpool

Slone, Susan-By request of Brother Wilburn Slone, I now try to write a short sketch of the life of Sister Susan Slone. Sister Susan was born February 19, 1885 and deceased March 10, 1949. She was married to Wilburn Slone about the year of 1900 and to this union was born three children, one boy and two girls. One girl died in infantile state. The other girl lived to have a large family. The only son she had is still living. Sister Susan leaves a lonesome husband and only one son and twelve grandchildren and a host of friends to mourn her loss. Sister Susan joined the Old Regular Baptist Church September 1, 1938 and lived a faithful member until death. She always filled her seat as long as she was able and always seemed to be glad to see the Brethren and Sisters come to her home as often as they would but as I feel to say it pleased God to call her home to heaven. But I feel that our loss is her eternal gain.  Written by a brother in hope, Arland Slone

Smiley, Maude Boyd Akers-It is with much sadness, I try to write a short sketch of the life of my beloved mother, Maude, Boyd, Akers, Smiley. She was born to Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Boyd, October 8, 1876 and died June 12, 1947 at the age of 71 years. She was married to Andy J. Akers July 31, 1891 and unto this union was born nine children. Four girls and five boys. Dad and two children, Shermon and Virgie proceeded her in death, leaving four boys, Burley, Willie, Kessie and Elmon and three girls, Lizzie, Dellia and Ollie, and one brother, Liney Boyd and four half sisters and three half brothers and a host of friends to mourn her loss. Mother was remarried to A. L. Smiley. They lived happily together until she took sick, and upon her request I brought her to my home, (Della Samons), where with the help of her children we cared for her until death. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church April 1, 1909, and lived a devoted Christian life until her death. We feel that mother is resting under the Alter of God with Dad and brother and sister awaiting the redemption of their bodies. We want to say to those of you that have professed a hope in Christ to press onward and to those who haven't got Jesus in your life, if you ever want to see mother again, give your heart to God and live for Jesus, the One who took care of mother all those lonesome years gone by. I pray that you children won't ever forget that sweet smiling face of mother's when we all would meet at home with dad and mother. Children, we can meet mother again where we won't have to part if we will walk in mother's footsteps. I am glad that mother lived long enough till I could tell her I would meet her again after this troubled life is over. I want all my Brethren and Sister's, that know the worth of prayer, to pray for dad and mother's children and all their grandchildren.
Written by her broken hearted daughter and son, Kessie Akers and Della Samons