NORTHERN NEW SALEM ASSOCIATION
Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ
Held with
Pleasant View Church
August 3,4,5 1990

OBITUARIES

Submitted by Peggy Mullins Brock

Adams, Lorna Tackett-Lorna, our beloved mother, was born March 13, 1915, at Virgie, Kentucky, and past away February 7, 1990. She was the daughter of Elder Cline and Cora Anderson Tackett, who preceded her in death. Mom was married to Henry Adams, unto this union was born one daughter, Lora Sue, both preceded her in death. Mom often talked about Henry and their baby of how she was longing to see them. She was very lonely after Henry passed away. When Mom was able, she would go back to the mountains that she loved so dear to visit Henry's grave. She leaves to mourn, two daughters from a previous marriage, Cora Ellen Adkins of McArthur, Ohio, and Glenda Fay Hall of Lincoln Park, Michigan. Also left to mourn, seven grandchildren and ten great grandchildren. One sister, Lesta Tackett of Virgie, Kentucky, and one brother Comas Tackett, who preceded her in death. Oh how we miss her! A lovely flower has been taken from our home to bloom in the Master's Bouquet. A precious mother who prayed for her children and family. Mom became ill in January. She said the pain in her foot was almost unbearable. While in the hospital, Mom's roommate had told us how she prayed all night for the Lord to come and take her home. Later Mom told us that a hand went down over her body and how wonderful she felt, "The touch of the Master's hand." She never mentioned of any more pain. Mom's heart stopped Tuesday morning. The doctors worked with her and brought her back to life. She was then placed in intensive care. Standing by her bedside we kissed her and told her how much we dearly loved her. She smiled her beautiful smile and sweetly said, "I know you love me. I've always known it." Oh how precious it is to have this beautiful memory of her last day on this earth. Mom left behind wonderful memories of how she loved everyone so dear. Both of us girls made peace with God long ago. We gave her the flowers while she lived and always tried to make life better for her. If we could, we would never call her back to a world of pain and sorrow, in which she had traveled in so many years. Mom loved the church and its people. Years ago, mom and Henry worked hard helping the Little Ida Church in Ecorse, Michigan. Mom had a loving and forgiving heart. The Lord walked with her. She raised up her hands and joyfully praised the God . She loved to write and hear about Jesus. When the hospital called our hearts were broken for we knew the end had arrived. Mom had a massive heart attack at 12:13 A.M. February 7, 1990 and as we gathered around her bedside we felt the witness that God had come and called her home to her heavenly reward. There was a peace there that only God could give. By her daughters, Cora Ellen Adkins Glenda Fay Hall

Burke, George W. & Flossie Osborne- It is with great sadness and broken hearts, that we attempt, With the help of our dear Lord, Id write an obituary of our darling; parents, George W. and Flossie Osborne Burke. Dad was born Feb. 5, 1901 to the late Moses and Elizabeth Tackett Burke at Myra, Ky. and went to be with Jesus, Nov. 7, 1989 being 88 years, 9 months and 2 days old. Mom was born Jan. 23, 1906 to the late Grover C. and Rebecca Tackett Osborne at Wales, Ky. and went to be with Jesus, Dec. 23, 1989 being 83 years and 11 months old. Mom and Dad were married July 4, 1923 in Pike County, Ky. Together they leave 6 heart broken children: 3 sons and 3 daughters: Edgar, John, & Daniel of Ashland, Ky., Jewel Bellomy of Columbus, Ohio, Teresa Cotton of Flatwoods, Ky., and Joan Cotton of Russell, Ky. They also left 21 grandchildren and 27 great grandchildren who loved them dearly. One son George Jr. preceded them in death in 1942. Dad also left 1 sister, Elvina Osborne of Columbus, Ohio and 3 brothers: Mose Burke of Dorton, Ky., Arlin Burke of Belleville, Mich., and Enoch Burke of Kendallville, Ind. Mom leaves 2 sisters: Ethel Wicker of Columbus, Ohio, and Lavonna Mullins of Pound, Va. and 8 brothers: Steve Osborne of Phoenix, Arizona, Emmitt Osborne of Lucasville, Ohio, Forrest and David Osborne of Columbus, Ohio, Baxter Osborne of Ashland, Ky., Cleve Osborne Jr. of Mt. Sterling, Ky., Hiram Osborne of Cookville, Tenn. and Robert Osborne of Waverly, Ohio. Mom joined the Little Jewel Church on Oct. II, 194'/ and was baptized by her brothers, Elder Baxter Osborne and Elder Steve Osborne. She loved the church so much and she attended faithfully even when she wasn't able. She had been in ill health for several years but never gave up until Daddy passed away. She couldn't go on without him, and she prayed for the Lord to take her home. He answered her prayer about midnight Dec. 23, 1989.Dad never attached himself to an earthly church but his name is written in the Lambs Book of Life. He professed a strong hope and left a wonderful witness. Dad had been in failing health for several years. He never gave up until the end. He attended a family reunion just a few weeks before his death. He loved his family so much. Mom and Dad are surely happy now. They are resting in the arms of Jesus. Some sweet day our reunions will be in Heaven and by the help of the good Lord, our circle will not be broken up there. How we miss our precious Mommy and Daddy but we still have wonderful memories we will carry always. No one could have better parents and we hope one sweet day we will all meet again to be with Jesus and praise His precious name together forever. Written by their Broken Hearted Children: Ed, John, Dan, Judy, Teresa, Joan and Bro. Bill Cotton

Collins, Artie-With the help of God, I will try to write an obituary of our dear loving mother, Artie Collins. She was born October 24, 1902. She was the daughter of James L. and Sally Tuttle. She died on October 11, 1989. She was married to Siefas Collins on May 22, 1922. Unto this union were born seven children, three of whom have preceded her in death, Virgie King, Irene Storie, and Brother Bill Collins. She was also preceded in death by one grandchild, Joy Lynn Collins. Her surviving children are Ermlee Collins, Brother Roy Collins, and Sister Hazel Pullum all of Plymouth, Ohio and Sister Verda Shepherd of Greenwich, Ohio. She also raised Dellie King of Plymouth, Ohio. She has one surviving sister, Marie Stumbo of Willard, Ohio, and two brothers, I.B. Tuttle of McDowell, Kentucky, and Wrile Tuttle of Willard, Ohio. She leaves behind 29 grandchildren and 37 great grandchildren. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church on September 4, 1932, and lived a true Christian life. She always went to church regularly until she wasn't able to go. She enjoyed it so much when the Brothers would come into her home and hold prayer with her. In her last days she was so sweet and humble, it seemed like she just wanted the children to know how much she loved us and wanted us to be around her. She always enjoyed company so much, she was always so good to cook and wait on anyone that came to her home. She was a good light to the young Sisters. She never cared to let anyone know just what she stood for. She loved her Brothers and Sisters in the Church. People weren't around her very long until they knew she was a Christian woman. I'll never forget the time she had an operation. I was about 11 years old, and they didn't think she would live. She prayed God to bless her to live to raise her children, and she didn't want them to fall into someone else's hands who would not raise them and teach them about the Lord. I can remember hearing her tell that she was unconscious for about nine days and when she came to, the leaves on the trees seemed to be praying. The Lord blessed her to raise us children. We can all be thankful to have had such a mother. She loved her grandchildren, and Bertha Lynn and Terry, and all the Children. She worried about them all. If you ever see Mamaw again, you will have to fall out with sin and turn to the blessed Lord, that is what she would have wanted me to tell you all. She loved everyone of you. She loved her daughters-in-law, Dolores, Ellaree, and Joyce, and also her sons-in-law, David and Mitchell. She loved them as her own. Everybody was so good to help her in her last days. May God bless each and everyone who helped in any way.  Written by her daughter and Sister in the Lord, Verda Shepherd

Collins, Elizabeth Terry-Proverbs 31:10 "Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. She stretcheth out her hand to the poor, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy. She looketh well to the ways of her household and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised." What other words describe Sister Lizzie Collins more than that scripture? All who knew her knew no other lady to be more thoughtful than she was. Surely her motto was "Jesus first, others, then me." I have seen her go to the shelves and the freezer to make up a needy basket; she didn't even have to know the person. Her love was there, always wanting to help others. She was a devoted, loving, dedicated wife and mother. Her family was her pride and joy. Oh! How she loved her children, her grandchildren, and her great-grandchildren. She cherished the times she was able to fix their special favorite food for each of them. She was always there for them! She was born in the mountains of Kentucky near Hindman on March 22, 1905, to the late Billy Terry and Nancy (Reynolds) Terry. Joining the family were her brothers Rochie Terry, Elder Sam Terry, and Howard Terry. Her sisters were Maudie Maggard, Leatha Terry, and Freda Gibson. She was married to Tip Collins on August 18, 1922. He went home to be with the Lord in April 1981. They were blessed to have one daughter: Mrs. Milt (Gwen) Obitts of Elyria, Ohio. They had four sons: Clyde and Shirley of Bellevue, Washington, Glenn and Jessie of Whittier, California, Desi and Barb of Elyria, and Clayton and Barbara of Elyria, Ohio. She has fourteen (14) grandchildren, thirteen (13) great-grandchildren, and one great-great-grandchild. Sister Lizzie retired after working many years at the East Haven Nursing Home in Elyria, Ohio. She would often work late into the night at home as well, doing chores to make life more comfortable for her family. In 1950, after she and her husband became born-again believers in Jesus Christ, they were baptized into the Old Regular Baptist Church. Before coming to Pleasant View in 1984, her membership was at the Little Rebecca Church in Plymouth, Ohio, where she and Brother Tip served as deaconess and deacon. She served her duty well as long as she was able to do so. She was very dedicated to the church; even though she would make long journeys to visit other sister churches on Sunday mornings, she was always ready to go to Pleasant View on Sunday evening. She never seemed too tired. She was such an inspiration to everyone! Even though she went through many surgeries, she was always a fighter, pushing to get well. When we all learned she had cancer, we just asked God to let her pains be few. During the four days and nights that she was bedfast, she let us know she had very little discomfort. On September 30, 1989, a beautiful autumn evening, when everything was quiet and still just after midnight, God sent His angels to her home in LaGrange, Ohio, and said, "It's time to come Home." When we have accepted God's love and forgiveness by faith in Jesus Christ, death becomes merely a" Homecoming." She went Home to Heaven, a city without pain, without sorrow, without death. A city which glories in having Jesus for its King, angels for its guards, and whose citizens are saints. Physical death is the separation of the soul from the body. While it seems to end all, basically nothing has been lost; for the believer, death is just the gate to everlasting life. The things seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal. Sister Lizzie, known too as "Granny Lizzie," will live on in many hearts. She will be missed, but the memories we all have cannot be erased. I could tell of the many wonderful times we have spent together down through the years, of the many, many kind deeds she did for us, but God knows all about them. In 1950, she began to plan for her trip "Home", and as her youth slipped away, she looked forward to that Heaven-bound journey. All of us will make a journey. When the sun is sinking behind the clouds and the day is dark, look forward and make preparations to meet her again, where parting cannot come. She gave her love unselfishly, "good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over." To know her was to love her. We were all honored to have known someone as loving as Sister Lizzie Collins. 
Loved and missed by Sister Marjorie Slone

Collins, Millard & Clova-With the help of the Lord we will try to write the obituary of our dear Brother and Sister Millard and Clova Collins. Bro. Millard was born August 3rd, 1902, died October 1st, 1989. Sister Clova was born August 29th, 1911, died December 16th, 1989. To this reunion was born eight children, twenty-four grandchildren and a host of great grandchildren. They both joined the Old Regular Baptist Faith in the year of 1958. Bro. Millard joined June 29th, 1958, and Sister Clova joined May 10th, 1958. They were members of the Little Memory Church, and was made Deacons in the Church in 1962. Later in 1968 they went out in an arm to help establish the Little Children's Home Church remaining there as faithful members until their death. We would like to thank their Son, Earnest, for seeing they had a way to Church as long as they lived. If our children would turn to the Lord and be as faithful to the Church as they were, our Churches would be filled every Sunday. May God bless every one. Written by Bro. Bill Ison and Bro. Kelly Day

Conley, Pearly -With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of a dear friend, which I truly believe was my sister in the Lord. Pearlie Conley was born November 23,1912 in Knott County, Kentucky to the late Dan Hunter and Julie Ann Gay heart Hunter. Later in life Pearlie married and this union was born 12 children. 3 sons, two daughters, 1 great grand-daughter, 6 brothers and 2 sisters preceded her in death. Left to mourn her loss are three sons: Harold Conley, Rondal Conley and Mitchell Conley, all of Willard, Ohio, four daughters: Gypsie Holiday, Betty Payne, Gert Yarger, and Brenda Adams also all of Willard, 16 grandchildren and 7 great-grandchildren. The Lord blessed Pearlie to live 77 years, 8 months and 1 day. I wouldn't trade the times I spent with Pearlie for all the silver and gold. All the many times we traveled to church the conversation was so sweet. When she spoke of her children her face would glow. Children, how deep does a mother's love go? She told me she worked so hard and while she was working, she was praying for the Lord to help her raise her children. She said, "He answered my prayers!" There was a distinction in the sound of her voice, which I believe a child of God has. She was a mother to more than just you children. You can't go to Mom's for dinner anymore, but there's a great table set where Mom's at; that the Lord has prepared for all of them that serve him. He will gird himself and serve us. Just think how beautiful it must be where Mom is. If you haven't made preparations to go, I feel it would be safe to follow in your Mother's footsteps. They've moved your family reunion to Heaven and our loss is Heaven's gain.
Sisters in the Lord Hazel Chaffins & Gert Elliott

Cotton, Eales-It is with a sad and Broken heart that I will try and write an obituary of My beloved Daddy Elder Eales Cotton. Daddy was born March 13, 1903 to the late Frank Cotton and Amanda Cotton Fyffe. He was a retired carpenter and coal miner, an ordained minister in the Old Regular Baptist Church and a charter member of the Kiser Branch Old Regular Baptist Church. Surviving are his wife, Mrs. Erie (Darkes) Adams Cotton, six sons Elder Frank Cotton, Milford Cotton, John Cotton, Elder Bill Cotton, Kenneth Cotton, and Larry Cotton. Four daughters Tamery Messer, Ellen Steele, Marjorie Cose, Elizabeth Wilson, one sister Ruth Burton, two half-brothers, Archer Fyffe, Jack Fyffe, 31 grandchildren, 36 great-grandchildren, and 5 great-great -grandchildren, several nephews, nieces and many friends. One daughter Ruthie Magaline preceded him in death. I stood by daddy's bed so many limes, holding his hand and trying to comfort him in his many hours of pain and heard him pray this prayer. (Sweet Jesus I love you. But you know (hat better than I do. But would you reach out your sweet arms and carry me across the river of death, I'm so miserable). I know he was miserable but I dreaded to see him leave us. I feel our loss is Heaven's gain. For I truly believe Daddy is now resting where he'll never be bothered with cancer again. Oh how I miss him. To you Children that are still out there in sin, won't you please let daddy's God be your God? Fall out with sin and live for that sweet Jesus Daddy begged to reach out those sweet arms and carry him across that river of death. Children I know Jesus will forgive you every one of you if you'll only talk to him and ask him.
Written by a broken hearted daughter and I feel a Sister in Christ, Tamery Cotton Messer

Cox, William -It is with a feeling of sadness and great loss, that by the help of the Lord, I'll try to write an obituary of my dear brother-in-law, Elder William Cox. Please understand that with the little wisdom I have, it would be impossible for me to put in words a fitting testimony for such a grand brother-in-law. Bill was born May 17, 1906 and departed this life February 24, 1990. He is the son of John and Florence Martin Cox and was born on Lift Beaver Creek, in Floyd County, Kentucky. Later in life, he met and married Myrtle Newsome on July 19, 1924. To this union was born eight children, one preceded him in death, Paul Gene Cox. His dear wife Myrtle and seven children are left to mourn this loss. Four sons Palmer, Auttis, and Carles of Melbourne, Fla., McCelen of Americus, GA, three daughters, Jeraldine Willis, Loretta Webb of Melbourne, Fla., and Glenna Von Ville of Ohio. He  leaves one sister Evelyn Caudill and numerous grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren, and lots of friends. Bill was a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church for many years and was ordained an Elder May 19,1962. He was moderator of the Myrtle Church at Melbourne, Fla., at his death. We feel he was a light and inspiration to the church. We have lost a great man who will sadly and surely be missed by his dear wife and children. But one thing for sure, our loss is heaven's gain.
Written by his sister-in-law and sister in the church, Jean Williamson

Damron, Andrew-With the help of the Lord I will try to write an obituary of Brother Andrew Damron. He was born in Pike County, Kentucky, May 14, 1933, the son of the late Sam Damron and Anzie Newsome-Damron, and died April 11,1990. He was 56 years eleven months and three days old. Andrew had resided in the Marshall area for many years. Andrew was married January 24, 1956 to Magdaline Reynolds and to this happy union ten children were born. Two children died in infancy. To mourn his loss is wife Magdaline; five sons: Tracy and Marty of Marshall, Michigan; Sammy, Freddy, and Teddy of Battle Creek, Michigan; three daughters: Judy Hamilton of Marshall, Michigan; Ella Mae Hamilton of Albion, Michigan; and Shannon Ratliff of Willard, Ohio. He was blessed with seventeen grandchildren. Also to mourn his death is his stepmother Edna Damron of Homer, Michigan and four brothers: Curtis, Jake, and Wendell Damron of Homer, Michigan; Les Damron of Tennessee; and four sisters: Mary Jo Tackett, Beaver, Ohio; Margaret Jane Damron, Albion, Michigan; Ettie Faye Yakes, Kingsport, Tennessee; Lola Bryant, Missouri. Andrew was a disabled serviceman and served in the United States Army with a tour in Germany. Brother Andrew joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1979. He took his membership to the Little Polly Church where he was ordained deacon. He also served at Little Vineyard and Mount Olive Church to the utmost of his ability. Brother Andrew taught his children the right things of life, what they must do to receive eternal life to have love toward one another. Brother Andrew had this special love for everyone he met. He was the same wherever one met him letting his light shine and demonstrating the most generous smile that was always apparent when you looked at him. He was a true child of God. Brother Andrew had the faith that very few have. When the brothers met at his home he would have singing, prayer, and preaching. It lifted him up and he would rejoice. The church has lost a bold soldier and a dedicated deacon. He will be missed by all. Brother Andrew was concerned with the communion time. He wanted to make preparation for the sacrament in plenty of time. Brother Andrew suffered in this land, but he has gone to suffer no more, our loss is Heaven's gain. Sleep for a little while Brother Andrew we will meet on Streets of Gold. Children, if you have not made peace with God start on that journey to have a reunion over where there will be no separation. Brother Andrew cannot come back to you but by the help of God you can go to him. Brother Andrew Damron's memorial will be preached at the Little Polly Church June 29 & 30, 1991 with singing starting at 9:30 a.m. The following brothers were called: Billy Ray Jones, Estill Hamilton, Palmer Hamilton, Karrel Addington, Danny Carty, Danny Adams, and Marvin Hall.
Written by Elder Estill Hamilton a brother in the Lord

Flanery, Rebecca-With the help of God, our Blessed Savior, I will write an obituary of my precious sister Rebecca Ford Flanery. She was born the first daughter, after five boys to John McClellan (Clell) and Myrtie Compton Ford at Island Creek, Pike Co., Ky. on Sept. 7, 1915. She died Sept. 11, 1988, at her home in Firebrick, Ky. of lung cancer. She is buried at the Ford Family Cemetery at Firebrick, Ky. She married Clevie Flanery in Feb. 1936 and to this union was born 7 children. Three daughters, Kathleen Arzilla Kisinger of Redlands, Calif., Evelyn Bessie Peterman of Firebrick and Myrtle Janice Bomar of Iowa. Four sons, Willis Edward Flanery and Stephen Flanery of Firebrick, Ky. and Kenneth Darrell Flanery of Tenn. One son deceased. Clevie Junior Flanery was killed in a drowning accident Oct. 1978. She is also survived by 13 grandchildren and several great-grandchildren. Three sisters, Arzilla Gillum of New Boston, Mi., Martha Potter of Lincoln Park, MI and Sarah Catherine Johnson of Wheelersburg, Oh. Three brothers, Clyde Ford of Ecorse, Mi., and Edgel and Clarence Ford of Ruskin, Fla. Her husband Cleavie died while working in a Coal Mine in Eastern Ky. in 1949. Rebecca stayed single, and raised her children alone. She never complained about being poor, she was a good mother. The boys built her a new house, she was so proud to show it to everyone who came by. It was almost finished, when she got cancer. She lived about one year. I want to take this opportunity to thank the brothers and sisters of South Shore Church for their visits, while she was so sick and to Elders  Garland Mullins and Baxter Osborn for taking care of her funeral. I pray God will bless them all ten fold. In the picture she is the one on the right. Our family reunion is near. Three of our sisters won't be there this year, but there is a great reunion where we will all be together again, that will never end.
Written by a loving sister Martha Potter.

Hall, Allard-By the request of the family, I will write an obituary of my beloved uncle, Allard Hall. He was born April 2, 1899, at Etty, Pike Co., Ky. He passed from this earth Jan. 31,1990 at the age of 90 years and 10 months old, at the Pikeville Methodist Hospital, Pikeville, Ky. He was the son of the late Willard and Euna Brown Hall. He is survived by his wife Elsie Tackett Hall and 1 son Charles Hall of Long Fork of Virgie, Ky., three daughters, Joyce Little of Wayne, Mich., Linda Tackett of New Boston, Mich, and Patsy Dillion of Bristol, Va., one brother Edgar Hall of Long Fork of Virgie, Ky. 15 grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren, 2 sisters, Belle Tackett of Ashland, Ky., and Stella Johnson of Indian Creek of Virgie, Ky., and a host of friends and relatives to mourn his loss. He was a retired Gas Co. Worker. He never belonged to any church but he loved this old Baptist Family. He was always good to everyone, many people who knew him thought that he had belonged to the church for many years. He was so humble and good to everybody he met. I will always miss talking to him on the phone, his kind voice and happy smiles. I remember his words, He said, "If he should die in his sleep, he would be going to that home on high, where no sorrows will ever come." As I write this obituary I feel so happy, he has joined that happy kingdom, that has no end with Jesus forever in that Land where we'll never grow old. To his family, I know that your hearts were broken to give him up but if any of you have not made peace with God, don't wait too late, as time is drifting by to see your father again, Jesus is the only way to that Kingdom of Love where no dying will ever come. Gone from this earth is a precious uncle, his happy smiles and loving voice, will never greet us in [his world anymore. He has gone home to die no more. Written by his nephew, Bro. Milford Hall

Hall, Judy Bentley-I will write a memorial for my beloved mother to wit: Judy Bentley Hall, who was born McDowell, Floyd Co., Ky., 100 years ago.  She was born Dec. 6, 1889 the daughter of Quiller and Rachel Osborne Bentley, who lived at McDowell and Olive Hill, Ky., many years ago. She passed away on April 13,1923, at the age of 34, at the little town of McRoberts, Ky., at 11 P.M. She loved her family so very much. She was loved by all who knew her. Just before she passed away, she told the family about an Angel over her bed. She said she saw her 2 little girls, little Mary and Glema, who passed away many years before her. She called her children around her bed and she said Jesus called for her to come home with him. She told us children to be good to Dad. I was only 9 years old, the night when Jesus called her home. As the song of long ago, I was young but I remember. A few words to her grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren, to see the grandmother you never got to see on this earth, Jesus is the only way to God's Happy Kingdom, that has no end. She was laid to rest in the Booker Wright Cemetery on Long Fork of Shelby Creek, Pike Co., Ky. Written by her son living today.  Milford Hall of Myra, Ky.

Hamilton, Alonzo-With a sad and aching heart although ever so thankful for the precious memories, we will try by the help of our Saviour to write an obituary of a beloved husband, a dear father, and a very dear friend, one Alonzo Hamilton. Lonzo was born into this troubled world on April 8, 1941 to the late Emmitt and Alice Hamilton of Teaberry, Ky.; he departed this life on September 18, 1989 making his stay here on earth 48 years, 5 months, and 12 days. On June 20, 1962, Lonzo exchanged vows of Holy Matrimony with Billie Joyce Hamilton. God blessed to this union the birth of one son, Duane Alonzo Hamilton. Lonzo leaves behind to mourn his loss his devoted and loving wife Billie Joyce, his son Duane, a daughter-in-law, Donna, and two special granddaughters, Phyllis Nicole, and Rachel Lynn. He also leaves two brothers, John L. and Jan M. Hamilton of Teaberry, Ky. and three sisters, Virble and Pauline Brown both of Teaberry, Ky. and Dorothy Schmidt of Sebring, Fla. He was preceded in death by his father, Emmitt. His mother, Alice, died in June of this year. Lonzo had great respect for the Old Regular Baptist Church. He enjoyed them coming into his home. He enjoyed hearing them sing and preach. I guess his favorite song was, "I'd Like To Wake Up Some Bright Morning." He was always more than willing to welcome them into his home. When the association or some other special gathering was at Little Ida Church, Lonzo welcomed many a pilgrim into his home for a warm meal and a place to sleep. He was I guess as good a friend as I ever had here on this earth. Many a Sunday morning when I had many miles to travel to a church or I had to go to a funeral and had no one to go with me, he was always willing to crawl into the car and make the journey. We worked in the garden together and had many a good conversation together. He sat by my dad's side when he took his last breath. He was my special friend. We all miss him so very much. As we close, we only pray that we will meet again some sweet day in a world without pain or sorrow and separations never, never come. Written by his family and Brother Danny Adams

Hampton, Bessie-She was better known as Sister Bess Bradley. She was born April 24, 1910. The oldest daughter of Allen .and Martha (Derossett) Ousley. Both have preceded her in death. She was delivered into the hands of an all wise, loving and merciful God after many years of pain and suffering. On December 14, 1989 she closed her eyes to take that peaceful sleep. Mom was married to Floyd Lafferty in 1929 and had one son (Willard). Dad left this old world when I was six years old. She married Cecil Bradley. He entered into rest September 26, 1978. Then she married Benjamin Hamilton, he, six brothers and three sisters have preceded her in death. She leaves one son Willard and wife Sally, four grandsons, Floyd, David, Timothy, and Willard Dean. Two brothers Henry  Ousley of Dock, Kentucky and Jobie Ousley of Walbridge, Ohio. Two sisters Nannie Hunter of Martin, Kentucky and Lula Bell Holbrooks of Prestonsburg, Kentucky. Many nieces and nephews and a host of friends who loved her and miss her. Bess was a member of the Old Regular Church for thirty-seven years. All her brothers and sisters need not be told what kind of life she led. They all know how they felt in her presence. Over the years so many of you have been in her home, to stay all night or have dinner with her. I feel that she-showed the love in her heart. My heart is sad and I miss her so much but I am able to go on with the feeling that she is not suffering anymore.  Written by her broken hearted son, Willard Lafferty

Hobbs, Roy-With the help of the good Lord, I will try to write the obituary of brother Roy Hobbs. He was born in Pike County, Kentucky July 22, 1932, departed this life March 23, 1990. Making his stay here on earth 57 years, 8 months and one day. He was the son of the late George and Ada (Kendrick) Hobbs. He was married to Marie Bentley Hobbs, Jan. 14, 1958, to this union was born one daughter, Shirley Hobbs Nau of Lorain, Ohio. He passed away at the Elyria Memorial hospital after a brief illness. He was a devoted husband and father. He leaves to mourn his loss his wife, daughter and son-in-law Ron Nau. Four brothers and one sister. Adam, Ervil, and Gratho Hobbs of Florida. Billy Hobbs and Goldie Smith of Ohio. Five brothers have preceded him in death, Argil, Vergil, Ergie, Tommy and Bevin Hobbs and a host of friends and relatives. Brother Roy was a member of the Little Edna Old Regular Baptist Church. He and his wife Marie, were baptized together in 1988. He was a good and faithful member until death. He worked for Ford Motor Co. until retirement, due to ill health. He was a veteran of the United States Army. While writing this obituary we opened up his Bible and it was marked in Revelations chapter 20 verse 6: Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection: on such the second death hath no power. Yes we believe Bro. Roy is resting from all his labors, and there shall be no more death, sorrow or crying, neither shall there be no more pain. To any of Bro. Roy's family that has not made peace with Jesus now is the time while you have life, don't wait until death comes, then it will be too late to Repent. Jesus has a better home for those who love and serve him. Written by: Family and Elder David Slone

Jent, Arthur-With a sad heart, I will try by the help of God to write the obituary of Arthur Jent. My precious brother in the Lord and also my traveling companion for the past 8 years in visiting the churches and associations in Kentucky, West Virginia, Ohio and Virginia. Also he was faithful to visit the sick with me. He was the son of Wiley and Tallie Jent. Born September 25, 1916, died December 3, 1989, making his stay on this earth 73 years, two months and 8 days. Brother Jent joined the Little Family Church and was baptized April 13, 1980. He was a strong believer in the Old Regular Baptist. He believed in good order and a clean church. He will be sadly missed at the Little Family Church he loved so well, also the Little Children's Home Church. At the time of his passing he leaves one daughter, Josephine Cox whom he loved so much, also his son in-law Joe Cox and three grandchildren, Annette Failer, Joey and Jett Cox. Also two brothers, Arnold Jent and Cleo Jent. Three sisters, Virgie Schooler, Nezzie Reynolds and Louise Miller, also many nieces and nephews. Members of the Little Family Church and Children's Home Church and a host of friends in Kentucky and Ohio. He was loved by all who knew him. I want to say to his daughter to make daddy's God your God and for his grandchildren whom he loved so much to make grandpa's God your God. May God bless all of his family to meet him in a better land. I want to say to the members of the Little Family Church we have lost a good member but our loss is heaven's gain. So be good to each other. We don't know who will be next. I won't say goodbye to Brother Jent, but just farewell for a little while. May God bless all his friends and the Little Family Church he loved so well.  Written by his traveling buddy, Elder Roy Caudill

Johnson, Ella-Psalm 3:8 I will both lay me down in peace and sleep; for thou Lord, only, makest me dwell in safety. On behalf of the Johnson family, we will try by God's mercies to compile an obituary of a dear sister in the Lord, Sister Ella Johnson. Ella died of a heart attack in her home on the 21st day of September, 1989. God sent an angel and called her from this earth, making her stay here on God's footstool 68 years, 1 month, and 21 days. One of 13 children, Ella was born into this life July 31, 1921 to Joe and Katura Caudill of Pike County, Kentucky; five of the children, mom and dad preceded her in death. Ella grew up in the mountains of Kentucky and on November 23, 1944 married Bill Johnson, also of Pike County, Kentucky. To this union God granted three children. Leaving to mourn her loss, she leaves her husband, Bill, three children, Linda Valentini of Woodhaven, Michigan; Lowell Johnson of Melvindale, Michigan; Luzon Johnson of Taylor, Michigan; Brothers: George Caudill, Jonesville, Michigan; Victor Caudill, Ypsilanti, Michigan; Orville Caudill, Ypsilanti, Michigan; Frank Caudill, Wayne, Michigan; Sisters: Lily La Fleur, Romulus, Michigan; Myrta Kelly, Detroit, Michigan; Lillian Johnson, Litchfield, Michigan; Golda Polly, Kentucky; 6 grandchildren, and a host of friends. Ella and Bill moved to Michigan in 1952. Ella got concerned about her soul, God heard her cries, and on August 3, 1973, she gave her hand at the Little Ida Church, Ecorse, Michigan, and was baptized, dedicating her life to God. She was a member until death. She was a mild and soft spoken sister, who loved her children and loved ones. We know not the reason for her leaving so sudden, but we can thank God she has passed to that ark of safety and peace that God has provided for those who love and serve Him. To Brother Bill, her companion of nearly 45 years: you have a comforting God, one who never leaves you alone in your sorrow. Her soul is at rest from her labor on this earth. To all her children and loved ones: Ella has paid the price we all must pay in order to live again. Repent, serve the Lord, and let not the circle of love be broken. Beyond the sorrows you now share in her passing, God has provided a place where all can live again around God's throne.
Our prayers to all of you in your loss of a dear Mother, Bro. Ralph & Sis. Leona Caudill

Justice, Ellis was born on May 28, 1929 in Pikeville, Ky. He was the son of the late Matt And Oma Blackburn Justice. He was preceded in death by his wife, Ocie in 1986. He leaves three sons Fred of Remy Sun, In., Roy and Dwight of Wellington, Ohio and one daughter Kay Justice of Wellington. four grandchildren, three brothers Flem of Florence, Kentucky, Ballard and Cephus of Pikeville, Ky., and four sisters, Martha Justice of  Pikeville, Ky., Maxie Kangas of Orange Park, Florida, Elva Schroeder of Lincoln Park, Michigan, and Ruby Willard of Chicago, Illinois. He joined the Philadelphia Church of Old Regular Baptist in 1958. In 1962 he brought his membership to the Little Pilgrim Home Church, Ruggles, Ohio in 1962. Where he was a member until his death. He owned and operated the Wellington Manor Nursing Home for 22 years. He was the greatest father anyone could have. He loved people and always had time for them. He loved his church and attended it as long as he was able. Even though he is gone he will not be forgotten by his family and many friends who loved him dearly. Written by his family, Kay, Dwight and Ellen Chaney

Kendrick, Martha Mullins-It is with a sad and lonely heart and the help of my Lord, I will attempt to write the obituary of my dear precious mother. Mommy was born March 19, 1912 to Henry and Angeline (Adkins) Mullins in Pike County, Kentucky. She departed this life for an eternal life in heaven April 1, 1990, making her stay on earth 78 years and 13 days. Mommy married my wonderful Daddy, Ira Frank Kendrick, January 12, 1928, at Fords Branch, Kentucky. Daddy is left to mourn her passing. To this beautiful union was born 11 children of which 7 are living to mourn her passing. Lorraine Boyer, Springfield, Ohio, Evelyn Smith, Grove City, Ohio, Charlotte Ruth Mathews and Joyce Remy of McArthur, Ohio, Carolyn Johnson, Columbus, Ohio, Robert Kendrick, Beavercreek, Ohio and Roger Kendrick of Oakdale, California. Also there are 23 grandchildren, 30 great-grandchildren and two great-great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by 3 sons Charles and Clarence as infants, Frank Kendrick, Jr. in 1979, and 1 daughter Eunice Forbes in 1980. Mommy has 1 sister living, Mary Mullins, Hamden, Ohio and 1 brother, Lawrence Mullins, Michigan. Mommy joined Elizabeth Church at Fords Branch Kentucky in April 1931, on the second Sunday. She has been a loyal and faithful member all her life until she became too sick to attend, then she held strong and faithful in her mind and heart. She always loved to prepare her home and dinner for church time. She would greet everyone with a smile, hug and handshake. Mommy moved her letter from Elizabeth Church in 1949 to help establish Maggie Home Church, where her membership remained until her death. Mommy was stricken with Parkinson's disease in 1978, as it took its toll on her body, she became frail and couldn't go to church to fill her seat. But she was so pleased when some of the church members would come and see her. Mommy's face would light up and she would smile, when Brother Ivory or Brother Paris would hold prayer. She would lift her hands toward heaven and say, Lord, I am ready whenever you are, to call me home. She got so weary. Mommy loved all her children, sisters and brothers. She would often reach out and take Daddy's hand and say I love you. Daddy was always by her side. He gave her a drink of water and wiped her face on the morning God  looked down and knew it was time to bring his little child home to suffer no more. Mommy's book is closed and her seat is empty in the old church, but she will always be remembered for the light she has shown. Mommy loved many of the old songs. Two of her favorites were, Two Coats, and Will The Circle Be Unbroken. Mommy, we miss you so much. Daddy is so lonely without you, but our loss is heaven's gain. When our time has come to join you, meet us at the river Jordan to go home to be with Jesus. Oh what a family reunion that will be.
Written by her daughter and sister in Christ Charlotte Ruth Mathews

King, Marie-Sometimes we are made to wonder why that call comes so sudden in our home, but God sends and angel and there is no mistake of the one who will answer the call. So was the call of Marie King in her home in Madison Heights, Michigan on the 26th day of January, 1990. Marie succumbed to the call we all must face, making her stay here on earth 57 years, 5 months and 2 days. She was one of four children, born on August 24, 1932, to Samuel and Pearl Caudill, Whitesburg (Letcher County), KY. One brother, Richard, preceded her in death. She leaves behind her mother, father, three children, Patricia Ann, Chicago, IL; Ralph of California; and Dennis, Farmington, MI; her husband, Harlan King; one sister, Bernice Huff, Taylor, MI; one brother, Fred Caudill, Belleville, MI; 2 granddaughters, Nicole and Michelle, and two grandsons, Ryan and Royce. Though Marie was cut down as a tree she told her sister, Bernice, that she was right with God. She had dreamed of a beautiful garden of flowers, of peace and tranquility. God can grant that because He is a merciful God, one who gives newness of life to those that serve him. The soul and fate is sealed, at rest, until God calls us forth on that great day. To her children and companion: We share in your sorrow and pray God will help ease your pain. To Brother Sam and Sister Pearl: Sometimes we are made to wonder though you both are up in years why God chose a child out of the family circle. He knows what is best for us, and your sorrow is shared by many who love you. You have the Lord to lean upon, one who will not leave you comfortless. One can see how swift death can come. Be ready, ask God's forgiveness and guidance, and serve Him here so your home will be eternal in heaven. We pray God will bless you with loving memories of a dear sister, mother, and daughter.   Written by the request of the family, Humbly, Bro. Ralph, Sister Leona Caudill

Kirk, Mary Jane-With the help of God, I will write this obituary of another precious sister. Mary Jane Ford Kirk, 64 of Ecorse, Mich, died at 7:04 P.M. Tuesday, Dec. 19, 1989, in the emergency room at Wyandotte General Hospital of an unexpected heart attack. She was born on Jan. 13, 1925, at Firebrick, in Louis County, Kentucky. The daughter of John McClellan (Clell) and Myrtie Compton Ford.She is survived by her husband Norman Allen Kirk, one daughter Lonnie Katherine Alfferty of Augusta, GA, and four sons, Mickael King, of Atlanta, GA, William Allen Kirk of Orlando,FL, Norman McClellan Kirk of Ruskin, FL and Mark Christopher Kirk, also of Florida. Three sisters, Dana died four months after Mary, leaving Arzilla Gillum of New Boston, MI, Martha Potter of Lincoln Park, MI, and Sarah Catherine Johnson of Wheelersburg, OH. Three brothers, Clyde Ford of Ecorse, MI, and Clarence and Edgel Ford of Ruskin, FL. She is also survived by 14 grandchildren. Mary joined the Little Ida Church in 1973 and was baptized by Elder Walter Mullins and Sherman Potter. Services were held at the Little Ida Church in Ecorse by Elder's Ralph Caudill, Arvid Blevins and Ministers of Little Ida Church on Dec. 21, 1989. She was then taken by Roberson's Funeral of South Shore KY to Firebrick, Louis Co., KY, where she was buried in the Ford Family Cemetery. Written by a loving sister, Martha Potter

Lawson, Elder Earl-It is with a feeling of sadness and great loss, I attempt to write the obituary of my Friend, Brother, and companion in life in the Gospel of Jesus Christ, Elder Earl Lawson. Sydney Earl Lawson was born November 16, 1934, to Humbert and Anise Lawson at Garrett, Kentucky. He made his departure to a better land on March 12, 1990, making his stay on earth 55 years, 2 months, and 27 days. In his relatively short tenure here on earth his life touched the lives and hearts of numerous people, both young and old, in almost every station of life. His humor could make anyone smile, even if they felt sad. On the top of his list of priorities was his deep concern for the souls of both young and old. Therefore, most of our conversations, as we traveled thousands of miles together, evolved around his grave concern that we, as Old Regular Baptist, were not drawing young people into our congregations. He felt, very deeply, that something should be done to give them more attention, and show them more love in such a way, that they would not feel that the Church was not an old people's Church, and that we had something to offer, through Jesus, that would enrich their lives, and bring them into our fold. Brother Earl joined the Old Regular Baptist Church, at The Old Stonecoal Church and was baptized by Brother Tom Lawson and Elder Russell Jacobs, the second Sunday in August, 1955, where he remained a member all his life. He was ordained to the ministry the second Saturday in July, 1958. At the time of his death he was serving the Little Polly Church as Assistant Moderator. Brother Earl was a school teacher, by profession for most of his life. He had the opportunity, in his profession to affect the lives of many young people and their parents. He approached this job with much the same zeal as that of preaching the Gospel. He earned his Bachelor's degree at Morehead State University, and his Master's degree at Western Michigan University. He as a member of the Michigan Education Association and the Sturgiss Education Association. He was married the first time to Camilia Fay Lafferty. They had one son, Chris, who lives in Sturgis, Michigan. Fay preceded him in death September 2, 1972. He was married to Doris Caudill, on December 21, 1974, and added to his family, Debbie Dunn, of Kalamazoo, Michigan and Tom Caudill of Sturgis. He loved them and treated them as his own, especially having his life enriched by the Grandchildren. Surviving, besides his wife and children, are his mother, Anise Lawson of Garrett, Kentucky; five brothers: Fieldry and Raymond, of Garrett, Kentucky, Sonny of Laport, Indiana, and Richard and Orville, of Cynthiana, Kentucky. One sister, Euvonda Gearhart, of Laport, Indiana also survives. Preceding him, also in death was his father, Humbert, one brother, Ival, and three sisters, Dixie Tuttle, Judy Lawson, and Barbara Hicks. I know, Doris, you have lost a wonderful companion. His brothers and sisters have lost a great staff that they often leaned on, the children and grandchildren, a loving father and grandfather, and the Old Church has lost a Great Soldier. As David, of old said, "Today a Prince and Great man has fallen in Israel." But remember this, God had a reason for promoting him to a higher office than he ever held here. Though we all miss his presence, this is not the end. As the writer said "Blessed is the dead that die, in the Lord, for henceforth, yea saith the spirit, they rest from their labors, and their works do follow them." Surely his works will remain with us for many years to come. He can't come back but, by the grace of God, when this life is over, we can go to him.
Written by the request of Doris, His Wife By his dear friend and companion in the Gospel of Christ, Elder Birtchel Mosley, Jr.

Manuel, Fannie-My mommy; she has gone to live with Jesus. She lived here on this earth 74 years. She was married to Manor Manuel for 57 years and she had 9 children. The three sons are: Willard Manuel of Shiloh, Ohio, Ralph Manuel of Garden City, Michigan, and James Manuel of Houton, Ohio. Six daughters: Mildred West of Leesburg, Florida, Janette Moore of Alger, Ohio, Mary Lou Hall of Langley, Kentucky, Brenda Tuttle of Bucyrus, Ohio, Alice Tuttle of Rockwood, Michigan, and Wanda Faye Bowling of New Albany, Indiana. Two brothers, Andy Armes of Bridgeville, Delaware, and Earl Armes of Federalsburg, Maryland. Two sisters, Marie Hayes of Lexington, Kentucky, and Rena Liden of Delaware, 22 grandchildren and 7 great-grandchildren. On the day daddy was to be baptized, mommy went to the Bethel Church to see daddy baptized. She sat in the back of the church house.Brother M. C. Wright was preaching with power that day. Mommy raised from her seat shouting and joined the church shouting the praises of God. A great love in mommy shone from that day forward. My mommy truly was an Old Regular Baptist and her door was always open for anyone who would come in. Mommy kept her lamp shining bright.  We all saw her great love so many times. She joined the Old Bethel Church in 1955. Mommy and daddy were baptized the same day. Jesus saw fit to make a deacon out of mommy and daddy. My mommy was a great light to me and I saw her love so many times. Mommy would shout and shout like nobody else and I could pick her out of the whole association. Mommy loved her God and she would go to church when she wasn't able to go, but when the spirit came she began to shout all over the house. Mommy got sick and came down to die. She would lay day and night praying to her God. At the hospital, I saw mommy raise her feeble hand and begin to shout to her God. One night, she sat up in the hospital bed and shouted, "Good-bye children, I'm going home!" One day when she was shouting she said, "I see the Golden Train and I am going to get on it!" Her love was so powerful when she shouted that it would fill my heart so full. If the children don't repent and get the same love that mommy had they won't get to go home with her. This is the great love I saw in my mommy. She truly was an Old Regular Baptist. Memorial the 4th Saturday and Sunday in March, 1991 at the Bethel Church. Written by her son, Willard Manuel

Maynard, Brookley-It's with a sad heart but many fond memories that I try to write the obituary of my mother Brookley Bell Maynard.She was born to the late Joe and Rose Collins Taylor, March 1, 1910 in Pike County, Ky.She was married to Roland Burns Maynard May 7, 1925 and to this union was born thirteen children, three of whom preceded her in death. One daughter, Martha Jane (Mrs. John Lowe), two sons, Joseph Hayes was killed in a car accident in 1956 at the age of 17. Roland Jr. died at birth in 1947.She leaves her husband of Salida, Col. Two sons Jarrett Maynard of Hauma, La. and ElderClifford Maynard of Meta, Ky. Eight daughters Hester Irene (Mrs. James Robinson) of McCombs, Ky., Rose Ann (Mrs. Eugene Robinette) of Utica, Mi., Sallie Dean (Mrs. Sammy Adkins) of Va. Beach, Va., Lois Marie (Mrs. Clifford Hager) of Howell, Mi., Ruth Agnus (Mrs. Jimmy Dale Reynolds) of Pikeville, Ky., Edith Daphene (Mrs. Freddie Muncy) of Varney, Ky., Oma Colene (Mrs. Allen Grose) of Galviston, Ky., Eldora Merle (Mrs. Jeff Trimble) of Ivel, Ky. 27 grandchildren, 34 great grandchildren, and 3 great great grandchildren. One brother Joseph Arthur (bunt) Taylor of Delbarton, W.Va. Three sisters Sallie (Mrs. Henry Robinson) of Pikeville, Ky., Sophia Allen of Prestonsburg, Ky., Lakie (Mrs. Landon Taylor) of Anthony, Fl.Four brothers preceded her in death, Allen, John, Arnold and William Henry (Bill) Taylor.Mama joined The Old Regular Baptist Church near the age of 30 and placed her membership with The Apple Orchard Church in Pike Co., Ky. and kept it there until 1981 when she moved it to The Little Zion Church at Romeo, Mi., since her health had gotten too bad for her to live alone and she had come to live with me in 1979. She lived with me for 6 years and most of that time was able to go to church which she dearly loved. She lived the last 4 years of her year with her daughter Lois.I've heard her say so many times that if she ever got disabled to wait on herself or her mind failed her she didn't want to live. The Good Lord answered that prayer. She only stayed in the hospital 5 days then Lois brought her home but only got to keep her one night.I miss her in so many ways but became willing to give her up when I saw she couldn't live any longer without pain. I truly believe she has a better home and will never suffer again.
Written by her daughter, Rose Robinette

McCarty, Daisy-With a broken heart we will try to attempt to write the obituary of our Mother, Daisy Harris McCarty. Daisy was born March 11, 1911, to the late John and Vina Ellen Thomas Harris. She married Wayne McCarty on June 25, 1929, and to this union was born 12 children, 8 of which are left to mourn her; Emogene Cooley, Prestonsburg, Ky.; Faye Moscrip, Weeksbury, Ky.; Ronald McCarty, Gohana, Ohio; Jerome McCarty, Brighton, Mi.; Christine Bailey, Phyllis Waddles, Judy Presto, and Doug McCarty, Ypsilanti, Mi. She also leaves one sister Hazel Thornsbury, 26 grandchildren, 28 great grandchildren, and 4 great great grandchildren. There are also numerous nieces and nephews who she helped nourish to adulthood. Being orphaned young she was always there to mother those who needed her. She was preceded in death by her husband Wayne, Feb. 2, 1989; son Wallace 1981; and 3 children in infancy; 6 brothers and 2 sisters. Daisy joined the Clear Creek United Baptist Church and was baptized Sept. 4,1945; and was a dedicated servant until she died. We must also list her brothers and sisters in the Lord as her mourners also for they were as much her family and as important in her life as her natural family. It was hard to give Mother up but we know that she has been so lonely without Daddy. No matter how hard we tried to take care of her she has been dying a little each day without him. One little grandchild said it all, "Now Mamaw won't be sad, she is with Papaw." So that is how we must think. Daddy and Mommy together, no longer lonely and no longer suffering, praising God together. Written by Peggy S. McCarty

Mitchell, Elder J. H. -With the help of the Lord we are going to try and write an obituary of Elder Jay Mitchell. Brother Jay was born on June 13, 1908 at Craynor, Floyd County, Kentucky to John and Mary Hall Mitchell. On September 24, 1928 he married Thelma Newsome. They spent fifty-seven wonderful years together. The Lord came and took Thelma on January 19, 1986. The Lord blessed them with three children. Their names are: Altie Be, Windell and Girdell. Altie B went to join the Angels on July 2,1930. Windell and Girdell were blessed to grow up and give them four granddaughters and three great-grandchildren whom they both loved very dearly. Brother Jay was a coal miner and school bus driver. He also had a grocery store. He joined the South Shore Church on October 18,1941 and was baptized by Elder Jimmy Wright. He was member there for thirty-nine years and six months. He was a Clerk for twenty-one years. In his later years he felt a Call to the ministry. He introduced the Service for the first time at the Little Flock Church at Tick Ridge on the second Sunday in October, 1957 and was ordained to the Ministry the third Saturday in January, 1960. After moving to Shelby, Ohio and as they grew older and not able to travel as much as when they were younger Brother Jay lifted his letter from the South Shore Church on the third Saturday in April, 1981, for convenience, and laid it in at the Little Rebecca Church near his home where his membership remained until his death on September 6, 1989. We became acquainted with Brother Jay the last eight years of his life. We came to love and admire him. He was a light unto us. We can say that we never heard Brother Jay say anything about his Brothers or Sisters in the Church. He would always say "if you can't speak good of anyone it is best to say nothing at all." He was a good example to the Little Rebecca Church. We miss Brother Jay. We would go to church together. We have traveled many miles together and his conversation would always be on the Bible and he loved to sing the old time songs. I just want to say to Windell and Girdell you can be with Daddy again. You will have to fall out with sin and be born again. He loved you both, and your families. Written by Brother Lon and Sister Dollie Beverly
I can almost hear Brother Jay as he went slowly down the mountain and as he neared the Jordan River, singing the beautiful words, "On Jordan's stormy banks I would stand and cast a wishful eye, to Canaan's fair and happy land where my possessions lie." Here was a tired and weary pilgrim, anxious to be carried from this life of loneliness to a world where separation and heartache will never come. So many limes when he was preaching I can remember hearing him say, "When I wake in His likeness I'll be satisfied." So I am sure the Angels came and carried our dear brother into the paradise of God to wait with his dear companion, for the sound of the trumpet when time shall cease to be.
Written by: Sister Dorothy Osborne
Elder Jay Mitchell Memorial service will be at the Little Rebecca Church, Plymouth, Ohio on the third Saturday and Sunday of October, 1990. Elders called are: Baxter Osborne, Ralph Caudill, and Alex Collier.

Mosley, Jack-I believe the following poem, written by Helen Steiner Rice, says what Jack would want his family and friends to do in remembrance of him.
WHEN I MUST LEAVE YOU
When I must leave you for a little while,
Please do not grieve arid shed wild
tears And hug your sorrow to you
through the years,
But start out bravely with a gallant smile;
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same,
Feed not your loneliness on empty days,
But fill each waking hour in useful ways,
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near;
And never, never be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!
Jack Mosley, 48, of Harrod, Ohio died on July 8, 1990, very unexpectedly. He was born January 4, 1942 in Mousie, Kentucky to Gladys (Smith) Mosley and the late Robert Mosley. He was married on August 25, 1968 to Sharon Patrick, who survives and they had one son, Jonathan Wade, thirteen. Surviving also are 2 brothers; Simon (Bud) Mosley of Quincy and Hager Mosley of Ada and 4 sisters; Mrs. Irene (Al) Pinks of McGuffey, Mrs. Wanda (Milton) Holbrook of McGuffey, Mrs. Minnie (Darrell) Carty of Algar, and Mrs. Carol (Russell) Newland of Harrod. He was preceded in death by one sister, Pauline. Although Jack was previously a licensed Funeral Director and Embalmer, at the time of his death he was an Elementary School teacher with the Wapakoneta City Schools. He held a Bachelor's Degree in Education (Elementary and High School) and a Master's Degree in Supervision an Administration. He was a former member of the National Guard and currently belonged to the Lima Tae Kwon Do where he held a Black Belt rank. Jack was a wonderful, loving husband and an understanding, patient father to his son. He was always busy, but never too busy to do whatever his family needed or wanted. He always had time to help or encourage anyone -family, friend or a stranger in need. Words cannot adequately express the special person that Jack was and that he will always remain, in the hearts of the many who loved him. His legacy to those of us he left was his wonderful smile, his humorous stories and the totally optimistic outlook on life that he unfailingly possessed. His actions and words revealed his deep love and faith in God more than any words can ever explain. He was truly both an example and an inspiration to all who met him, because he "never met a stranger." His "winning smile" and "generous spirit" will remain in our hearts forever! Love lives on  By Amanda Bradley
Those we love are never really lost to us
We feel them in so many special ways
Through friends they always cared about and dreams they left behind,
In beauty that they added to our days . . .
In words of wisdom we still carry with us
and memories that never will be gone,
Those we love are never really lost to us
For everywhere their special love lives on.
Written by his wife, Sharon

Mullins, Brother Noble-With much loneliness and sorrow we will by the Grace of God try to write this  obituary of our beloved Father and Husband. Dad was born at Dorton, Kentucky on June 13, 1915, making his stay on this earth, 73 years, 7 months and 26 days. Dad passed to that Heavenly Land on January 29, 1989 at Munroe Regional Hospital in Ocala, Florida and was laid to rest in Forest Lawn Memory Gardens in Ocala, Florida. Dad was born to the union of Melvin and Fannie (Tackitt) Mullins, who preceded him in death. Dad had four brothers and three sisters, of which two brothers and three sisters preceded him in death. Two brothers, James of Kentucky and Sidney of Virginia remain. Dad married Bertha (Sowards) Mullins on August 21,1936 at Myra, Kentucky. To this union was born five children, Glenn (BEV) Mullins of Belleview, Florida, Ron (Marica) Mullins of St. Francesville, Louisiana, Mrs. Wilma (Don) Booth of Middletown, Ohio, Don (Joan) Mullins of Belleville, Michigan, Doug (Kathy) Mullins of Ocklawaha, Florida. Dad had 17 grandchildren, of whom one, Stevie Mullins preceded him in death, and 10 great-grandchildren. Dad joined the Ypsilanti Old Regular Baptist Church in January of 1970 and was ordained a Deacon on the fourth Saturday of June, 1971. Dad was also a borrowed Deacon of the Rose of Sharon Old Regular Baptist Church at Flat Rock, Michigan. Dad loved the Lord and the Ypsilanti and Rose of Sharon Churches with his whole heart, and served them with all the love and compassion that any Brother could have. He loved his office in the church and taught many young Deacons how to serve in the Church. He is loved, respected, and missed so much by all who knew him. Dad worked as a coal miner for 30 years and finally had to retire from Inland Steel at Price, Kentucky in 1960 because of Black Lung. Dad worked hard to raise his family and we will always be thankful to God for giving us the most wonderful Dad we could ever have on this earth. He taught us about the Lord by the way he lived his life in front of us. We all love him with our whole hearts and miss him so very, very much. During his stay in the hospital, Dad told us not to worry about him, that no matter how it went, he was going to be all right, because the life he had lived could speak for itself. He said to preach Jesus to his family and to all that would hear at his funeral, and we feel his request was granted with great power and glory. Dad's favorite saying after an old time God filled spiritual meeting was that we had had "HEAVEN ON EARTH". We miss him so much, but we believe with our whole hearts that Dad is resting around the Throne of God, where his pain and sorrow are gone forever more, and that he is in a land of peace and joy in the Lord. Dad leaves so many to mourn his leaving, and we know he can't come back to us, but we can go to se him if we so desire, by the Grace of God. Rest on Dad because it won't be long till we see you again, but until then you will always be in our hearts and minds to stay. We love you and miss you so much.
Written by your children and companion, who long to see you again. We love you.

Newsom, Rosie Vanover-Mother was born August 4,1900. She went to be with the Lord March 22, 1990. She was the widow of Ira E.. Newsom. Together they had seven children, three preceded her in death, Delmon, Ada, & Mildred. Also a brother & sister passed away in her early life time. Surviving are two sons, Elmon & Archie, two daughters, Justeen & Naomi. She had 14 grandchildren, 24 great grandchildren, & 1 great, great, granddaughter. She had two half sisters & three half brothers. I had a very happy childhood growing up with my mother. She was caring and loving and always gave me good advice. She told me stories about her life when she was young. The way she dressed, riding in a horse drawn buggy, and reading by an oil light. Her mother died when mother was very young, so I was so blessed to still have her. Mother made me pretty dresses, good hot meals before and after school, always a new outfit for those special occasions, never yelling at me, everything was done with love. Christmas was special. When I was 11 years old I go I my last doll and I still have it today. She taught me to quilt, sew, and crochet, Her work was so pretty. She always took time out for me and never said she was too busy. She rocked me to sleep and kept me warm on those cold winter nights I felt so safe and secure because she was always there. The most special thing my mother did was live a life before me I was never ashamed of. When I was 17 I married a wonderful man, Bob May. Mother loved him like a son. He was so good to her. We moved to Columbus, Ohio and later mother came also, She either lived near or with us. We had lot of good times together. After our son Steve was born we would go on picnics and fishing. Mother looked forward  to these limes. We all liked to play Dominos. A lot of years passed, a lot of laughs and a lot of tears. In May of 1987 Mother had congestive heart failure, we moved her in with us so I could care of her. She always worried that she would have to be in a nursing, home, but I told her as long as I was able that would never happen. I was blessed to take care of her for almost three years. The Dr. told us in July  she had only six months lo live. This devastated me. I cried a million tears. We had not planned it this way. Hospice came in to help with her care. I will forever be grateful to such a wonderful program. I think I cried every day.  I would look al her and think she would die anytime. I lived in constant fear of finding her. I prayed for the Lord to not let me be alone when it happened. He renewed my strength day by day. I would do it all over again if I had a chance. Every night I put her to bed we would say "see you in the morning" and I would kiss her goodnight, not realizing March 21st, 1990 would be our last time to say that. She could barely get it out that night and it broke my heart. The next day mother got worse, but I still didn't think she was going to die. Again my heart was breaking. I had never seen anyone die and now it had to be my mother. I kept telling her that we wouldn't leave her and she opened her eyes for the last time as if to say o.k. Then around 8:00 or so she began slipping away. I started screaming, I didn't want her to die. I couldn't let her go. The Lord had answered my prayer, I was not alone. My little family was holding her hands and she just went to sleep. The peace filled the room beyond understanding. My mother was gone to be with the Lord. She had a hard life and sometimes lonely life, but she had finally won the war and was at rest. I still cry every day. Sometimes I can still see her sitting in her blue chair watching t.v. with me. My home is filled with things to remind me of her. The first love I knew was mother's and it was never ending. I will always thank the Great Lord and Master for choosing Rosie V. Newsom to be my Mother. She was baptized June 13,1953 and was a member of the Little Angel Church. This part is written by her great granddaughter Angela. My great grandma loved me because when I would get ready to go home I would tell her I loved her and she would cry and not want me to go. I will always remember how much she loved me. If I could have her back for one more day to tell her I love her. I miss her very much, but God gave me some wonderful dreams and I know she is in Heaven. If I still go to church and love the Lord and follow in His footsteps I will hold her hand again in Heaven, wonderful Heaven.
This part is written by her granddaughter Cathy. My grandmother taught me to sew my first dress. Mamaw made the best potato salad and vegetable soup I have ever eaten. She always made it for my visits. She was quiet and patient, her needs and taste were simple. Mamaw loved to go to church, God was very important to her. Her life was full of interesting stories and she loved to tell them if you asked. I have many keepsakes to remember her by and I will cherish them all, but the best thing she gave me was her love and special memories. When I wasn't sure of anything else, I could always count on Mamma's love. Written by daughter Naomi Great granddaughter Angela Granddaughter Cathy

Pappas, Dana Holcomb -62, of Romulus, Mi. suffered a stroke at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Rita Gilland, and later died at St. Vincent Hospital, Toledo, Ohio, on Tuesday, April 24, 1990. She was born June 6, 1927 at Firebrick, Lewis Co., Ky. The daughter of John McClellan (Clell) and Myrtie Compton Ford. She married Clyde Holcomb Dec. 4,1943 and to this union was born nine children. Clyde died May 29, 1981. Surviving are two daughters Martha Ann Walden of Romulus, Mi., and Rita Sue Gillard of Flat Rock, Mi. She also was raising her granddaughter Dana Sue Johnson. Six sons, Clyde Willie Holcomb of Lovonia, MI., Dale McClellan Holcomb of Brownstown, Mi., Randall and John Joseph of Romulus, Mi., and Kenneth and Arthur James of Orlando, Fla. Also surviving arc fifteen and six great-grandchildren. Three sisters: Arzilla Gillum of New Boston, MI., Martha Potter of Lincoln Park, MI., Sarah Johnson of Wheelersburg, OH., Three brothers, Clyde Ford of Ecorse. Mi., and Clarence and Edgel Edward Ford of Ruskin, Fla. Preceded in death by one daughter, Arzilla Ellen, who died in a fiery auto accident on Apr 16 1987.. Also three grandchildren preceded her in death. Services were held al The Little Ida Church in Ecorse, Mi., on Friday, April 27, 1990 at A.M., by Elder Ralph Caudill and Elders of Little Ida Church. Burial was in Michigan Memorial Park Cemetery, Flat Rock, Mi. Dana joined Little Ida Church and was baptized April 3, 1976. Dana was a very good mother and grandmother. She always wanted all her children around her She had a hard life raising her children, they never had much but she always told hem, we have something much more important than material things, we have each other. She taught them to love and care for one another. To all her children she will be greatly missed. Not only have they lost a mother but they have lost their best friend. Dana worked hard raising a big, garden, so everyone had plenty of food. She enjoyed giving away fresh vegetables to all who needed it. She would tell the children, she planted all the little plants in Jesus' name, is why the garden produced so good. The Holcomb family would like to take this time to send a special thanks to Dear Aunt Arzilla Gillum for her love and support to mom and her children down through the years. Written by her daughters Martha Ann and Rita Sue. Assisted by her very sad and heavy hearted sister, Martha Potter.

Perrigan, Ernest-It is with heavy hearts and much sorrow that we, the family, by the help of God, try to write the obituary of our beloved and devoted husband and father, Ernest Perrigan. He was born in Dickenson County, Virginia on September 7, 1925 to William Lincos and Minnie Belle (Edwards) Perrigan. He fell asleep in Jesus' arms at his home on May 18, 1990, making his stay on Earth 64 years, 8 months, and 11 days. By the grace of God, Daddy was blessed to serve his country during World War II in the U.S. Army. Our loving Daddy and precious Mommy, Tresia (Dingus) were joined together by God in marriage on July 7, 1951. To this blessed union were born 6 children. Preceding him in death was his dad, William Lincos Perrigan. Left to mourn his passing are his loving mother, Minnie Belle Perrigan, whom he took care of and loved dearly. His beloved companion for over 38 years, Tresia Perrigan, whom he cherished with all his heart. Three sons, Kurby, Rodney, and Roger Perrigan, all of Lorain, Ohio. Three daughters, Donna Thacker of Elyria, Ohio, Theda Viers of Clinchco, Virginia, and Tammy Kiser of Haysi, Virginia. Three sons-in-law, three daughters-in-law, 12 grandchildren, 3 step-grandchildren, 7 step-great-grandchildren, 1 sister, Vernie Turner of Clinchco, Virginia, and a great host of friends and relatives. Daddy joined the Old Regular Baptist Church on July 24, 1960 where he served as Deacon for several years. He joined the Primitive Baptist Church on September 7, 1985, having his membership at the Sandlick Church. Daddy was always a faithful member of the church to the very end. Daddy had a special gift from God to sing the good old songs of Zion, in which he fulfilled faithfully, giving all praise to God. Daddy was so full of love for his family, friends, and his brothers and sisters in the Lord. He loved us as much as any Daddy could possibly love his children and to him, his in-laws and his grandchildren were the same as his very own. Many friends and loved ones thought of him as their second Daddy. Daddy, we love you and hope to meet you in Heaven some sweet day where we'll never have to say goodbye. Honey, you have often said that you believe that our family circle would never be broken in Heaven. I know that you are in Heaven right now resting in the arms of Jesus, and one sweet day, by the grace of God, we will all be together singing the praises of God. Sleep on until we meet again. Written by his broken-hearted wife and children

Polly, Edward-Psalm 116:15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. We will try in littleness to write an obituary of a dear brother in Christ, Bro. Edward Polly. He took his flight from this earth on March 12 1990, making his stay here on God's footstool 74 years, 6 months and 6 days. he was born one of ten children on September 6, 1915 to Wesley and Alice (Adams) Polly. Belva (Letcher County) Kentucky. Mother, Father, 2 brothers and 2 sisters preceded him in death.  In early life, Bro. Edward met and married Margaret Collins of Letcher County, KY. To the union, God granted five children, Jack Rodney, Polly, Detroit, MI., Johan Rogell Polly, Allen Park, MI., Alice Louise Polly, Detroit, MI., Antalea Aleatha, Livonia, MI; and Anedra Lynn Barks, Wyandotte, MI.  He leaves to mourn his wife, five children, 12 grandchildren 5 great-grandchildren, sisters: Goldie Collins, Bottom Fork, KY; Leona Webb, Detroit, MI., and Rosie Short, Kona, KY; 2 brothers, Nathaniel Polly, Bottom Fork, KY. and Daniel "D.V." Polly, Lorraine, OH; a host of friends and loved ones. In 1955, Edward brought his family from Kentucky to Michigan. He was employed at Federal Screw Works, Detroit, MI., until health forced him to take a medical disability. He took his job seriously and had a record of never missing work or being late. On September 16, 1984, Bro. Edward saw his need for a Saviour and was baptized at the Little Ida Church. He set his feet on a pathway that would take him to a better l and, where  no pain or sorrow would be there. He loved the church and filled his seat faithfully until the surgery and cancer caused him to be bedridden. In his illness and final days all he's say was "I want to go home." God granted the desire of his heart. the very thing God's children long for. His soul is now at rest waiting for the great day, at peace in the Lord. That land will know no sorrow or pain, only joy and happiness. To Margaret, his companion: We realize the lonely hours will come but God can let the precious 51 years you spent together be a comfort to you. To the children: The light of Dad's life has passed here, but fond memories will ever be present in your lives. Serve the Lord so you can be united in that Heavenly land. The church will miss a dear brother, but only for a season. We pray all will take comfort in knowing a rest and peace has come to a loving father and husband. Console one another, let your love continue and the circle be unbroken. God's blessings to each of you are our humble prayers, Bro. Ralph and Sister Leona Caudill

Ramey, Naomi Ruth-By the help of God and the request of Ruth herself, I will try to write her obituary. Naomi Ruth Ramey born April 1, 1947 and departing October 12, 1989. Making her stay on earth 42 years, 6 months and 11 days. Left to mourn are her three children: Bryan Tuttle, Dana Tuttle and Christie Dyer all of Plymouth, Ohio. She was one of 13 children born to the late Elder Willie Collins and Rachel (Tuttle) Collins who preceded her in death. Also preceding her in death were two brothers, Junior and Samuel Collins and two sisters, Lucille Moore and Avenelle Absher. Also left to mourn are her brothers and sisters, Amos and Bill Collins of Sheffield Lake, Ohio. Helen Isaac, Melva Brewer of Plymouth, Ohio, Dorise Jones of Greenwich, Ohio, Juanita Hodges of Tampa, Florida, Gwendora Collins of Dallas, Texas and Jean Baker of North Fairfield, Ohio, and numerous nieces and nephews and a whole host of friends. Ruth joined the Pleasant View Church of the Old Regular Baptist July of 1988. Ruth loved the church and tried to go as much as she was able, when she wasn't able, she wanted them to come to her. Ruth had the dreadful disease cancer and she fought it with everything that was in her, but it took a toll on her. She fought the battle of cancer and lost, but won a crown in glory. As I was looking through the Bible I found a scripture that I can just hear her say, ... "I am ready to be offered and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight. I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. Henceforth, there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at the day; and not to me only, but unto all of them also that love his appearing." II Timothy 4:6, 7, 8. Ruth was a quiet person, not having much to say but she could reach those feeble hands up toward heaven and shout the praises to her Lord. Ruth and I were very close. We shared tears together and also laughed together. I can't hardly stand the pain of losing a sister I loved so much. But, surely our loss is heaven's gain. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Theresa Newsome, our niece, for everything she has done for Ruth. I am sure God will bless her for it and she will reach her reward some day. I would like to thank all the Brothers and Sisters of the church who visited Ruth while she was in the hospital. It really meant a lot to her. Again, thanks to all.
Written by her broken hearted sister by blood and in Christ, Jean Baker
Friends are forever, my friend used to say.
But now my friend has gone away.
We used to sit and talk and talk
Or sometimes just went for a long quiet walk.
You were the sister, that I never had
That's why it's so hard not to be sad.
My friend, she loved Jesus that was plain to see.
And I know she's in heaven waiting for me.
I think of you day after day, because
friends are forever, My friend used to say.
In memory of Naomi Ruth Ramey written by Phyllis Robinson

Sexton, Haley-With the help of God, and a sense of great loss, I'll try to write this obituary of Sister Haley Sexton, as requested by the family. Sister Haley was born in Kentucky, October 8, 1926, died August 8, 1989. Being blessed to live 62 years, 5 months and 8 days. Sister Haley was married to Bobby Sexton and was the Mother of three children. Eston Sexton, Hindman, Ky.Clara Hall, Wolcottville, Ind. Katherine King, Kendallville, Ind. She is also survived by 9 grandchildren, 4 great-grandchildren; 2 grandchildren preceded her in death. Sister Haley became a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church February 6,1977, taking her membership to the Little Flossie Church, where she lived a Faithful and loving member until death, often coming to church when so sick, she would have to hold to the seats in order to walk. We have lost a most precious and devoted Sister. Sister Haley made her home with Bill and Clara the last 23 years. They were so good to her and made everyone that visited them feel so welcome. Sister Haley was so sick the last few years. She had a wonderful sense of humor and bore her sickness with much humbleness. We all will miss the many happy and wonderful conversations with her. She was a loving Sister, Mother and Grandmother. Words fail to adequately describe her. She will be greatly missed by all, but I feel Heaven is her home and she is resting in the Paradise of God enjoying the peace and love she manifested while here on earth. So sleep on dear Sister until that great morning when Jesus will call us all together to never be separated again.
Written by a Brother in Christ Russell Hicks
With the help of the Lord, I wanted to add this to Mom's obituary. There were many wonderful dreams and blessings that God bestowed upon her. She loved telling how she got into trouble and how she got out. Mom was in the Kendallville Hospital when the Lord came to her and warned her that things were not well with her soul. Mom said she began to pray with all her heart, soul, and strength for the Lord to forgive her for her many sins. She said she prayed for 3 days and 3 nights before relief came to her soul. She said she was lying on her bed with the supper tray before her when she felt the OLD start out of her body and the NEW come in. She said it started at the top of her head and went out the bottom of her feet. On the 4th day Mom was transferred to Fort Wayne Hospital for a test to check for a blockage in her artery. Charles and I were advised to come to Indiana that there was a chance that something could go wrong and she could die. We sat in the lobby waiting to hear from Mom when the doctor came in to say Mom was alright, for us to go on home that Mom would sleep all afternoon. Charles and I left the hospital to go to my sister's house to pack our clothes to come home. Shortly after I got there, the phone rang and it was Mom wanting to tell me something. I couldn't believe she was awake already. When I spoke to Mom on the phone she was as happy as she could be. This is what Mom said. "Kathy guess where I've been?" I said, "Mom where have you been?" She said, "I've been to Heaven." She told me that as she was lying on the operating table the Lord came and got her and they traveled in a rainbow. She said Kathy the Lord is a man of few words that he never spoke as they traveled up the rainbow. On top was Heaven and Jesus took her before a man dressed in white. She said she never saw him but knew he was beside her. She said no words were spoken but she knew it was time to leave so she turned to Jesus and again she didn't see him but knew he was there beside her. She began to tell how wonderful this is. He spoke to her as they traveled down the rainbow. He said, "This is your experience." She said, "I'll go and tell the church." At the end of the rainbow she said she felt the last breath leave her body, then she began to struggle to breathe. She woke up and saw the doctor standing over her. She told the doctor, "Do you know where I've been?" He said, "Haley, where have you been?" She said, "To Heaven." Mom said she saw the doctor didn't understand so she didn't try to tell him anymore.  Mom began to tell me how she felt in that country. She said, Kathy, I never looked for Mommy and I never looked for Daddy. She said I didn't even know I had a child. She said she was satisfied just being in His presence. Mom loved telling her experience. It never got too old for her to talk about and it was the same thing she would tell every time. She said I've only got one experience to tell about and she was satisfied. Many, many blessings God bestowed upon her in the years she served Him. I would like to tell of the blessing God blessed her with in the last hours of her live. About 2 hours before Mom slipped into unconsciousness, she asked for water 3 different times. The firs 2 times her voice was weak but she got out the words "ice water" Bill and I were standing by Mom's bed and gladly we gave her the water. The third time she just said "water." As I reached to get the glass of water, I could see death upon Mommy as I remembered that in Jesus' dying hour He asked for water and was denied. God blessed Mom with loved ones standing there to give her the water she asked for. I thank God for that blessing upon my Mother. The last words that Mom spoke in this world was, " I love Everybody." At the Fort Wayne Hospital the family and friends and the Brothers of her church gathered in the lobby of the intensive care waiting to hear from Mom, when 2 nurses came and said, "We're losing her, come and see if you all can say something that might help. We were all taken to Mom's bed while life lines and machines to help her breathe were hooked up to her. As we got there Clara went to one side of her bed to take her hand and I went to the other side to take the other hand. Bill was by Mom's side and the others had gathered at the foot of her bed. I could see Mom was almost down to the River and the nurse said, "Speak to her, comfort her, she can still hear you." I began to tell Mom, I love you. You were a good Mother to us. I could hear Clara on the other side telling her she loved her. We suffered with Mom as she got down to the River and we saw the blood pressure falling. When the nurse said it's over, she is gone, I thought of what David said. She can't come back to me but by the Grace of God I can go to her. I believe she has entered the rest she wanted. Sleep on Mommy. You've left stones behind for your children and grandchildren and friends can find. You were a true Mother. Mom had many friends and one couple stands out in my mind. They visited her faithfully in her sickness. They were Kert and Hattie Hicks. Kert followed with Mom's family the last hours of her life. He came and stood by us at the hospital and was there through her funeral at the Little Flossie Church and he and Hattie has now followed her body to Kentucky. They have gone the last mile of her life. The family thanks them from the bottom of our hearts.

Stumbo, General Buck-With deeply sadden hearts and help from our Almighty God we will try to write an obituary of our dear daddy and husband. Daddy was born in Price, Kentucky on May 16, 1912. He was united in marriage to Marie Tuttle December 9, 1939. He "went away with a friend" March 3,1990. His last moments on earth were spent with his entire family at Mansfield General, Mansfield, Ohio. The Lord saw need to take him home from his suffering. He is survived by his wife Marie, and ten children. Three are daughters, Alverta Gayheart of Knox, Indiana, Gladys Stumbo of Mansfield, Ohio, and Janice Slone of Plymouth, Ohio. Seven are sons, Hascell of Norwalk, Ohio, Dennis of Shiloh, Ohio, Ferris of  Beaver, Ohio, Willie C. of Eastern Ky., Ricky of Willard, Ohio, Kenneth of Greenwich, Ohio and Jeffery of Willard, Ohio. He is also survived by 26 grandchildren and 13 great-grandchildren. Three brothers, Ray, James and Granville. Three sisters, Elva Gearheart, Becky Moore, Maxie Moore. His father Morgan and mother Rosie Moore Stumbo of Price, Ky. preceded him in  death. He also was preceded in death by two sisters, Ada Moore and Julie Moore. Three brothers, Amos, Richard and Melvin, who he loved so much. He joined the Little Rebecca Church in April of 1961 and lived a true Christian Life. He was a light to his brothers, sisters, children and all that knew him. He loved to see his friends come to his home and he always showed love to everyone he touched. Through sickness and trials of life his main concern was for his children and brothers, and sisters of the church he loved so much. Mommy lost a good friend and a companion but daddy had gone to a better place, he's found peace. He left her ten children who will be there when she needs them to try and fill the void left in her life. Daddy we could write a book of all the good things about you. Daddy we'll miss you and we'll all meet again someday.
Written by all his children with help from Verde Shepherd

Tackett, Betty Lois-We will by the request of the family compile the obituary. As the evening shadows fell and the veil of day came to an end, an angel came to take home another soul to rest. Sister Betty succumbed to that call on November 8 1989 in her home with her daughters, Sherry, and Lisa, and companion, Collie, at her side. We feel she would have wanted it that way. Betty Lois Tackett was born September 27, 1939 making her stay on God's footstool 50 years, one month, and 12 days. She was born one of eight children to the family of Mary Ann (Hall) and Andrew Jackson Mullins at McRoberts (Letcher County), Kentucky. Four brothers, one sister and father preceded her in death. At the tender age of 16, Betty met and married Collie Eldred Tackett on May 26, 1956 in Pike County, Kentucky. To this union God granted three children: Sherry Coleene, Melissia, and Collie Steven. She leaves to mourn her loss her companion, Collie, three children, Sherry, Melissia, and Steven, her mother, Mary Mullins, McRoberts, Kentucky, one sister, Billie Louise Tackett, Bear, Delaware, one brother, Vernon Mullins, McRoberts, Kentucky, a host of friends, neighbors, and the Little Ida Church. Sister Betty joined the Little Ida Church, Ecorse, Michigan and was baptized on June 4, 1988. She was a faithful member there until God called her home. Sister Betty was a courageous sister, never faltering in her belief that God was ever with her. She was a not a person to express concern about herself, but rather, showed concern over other people's sickness. Betty suffered that dreaded disease cancer for over a year, something that is so prevalent in our land. As she weakened each day, her small voice was often heard to say, "Thank you Jesus." That final evening she told Brother Collie, "I wish the Lord would take me home." Her peace and that wish has been granted by one who loved her more than all of us could ever express in words. We know she will be missed greatly as a wife, mother, friend and sister. Her light of life shone brightly, and our wish is that those who loved her would take heed and serve the same Lord and Saviour. Over on that shore, there will be peace and happiness, exempt from pain, finally in the shadow of His wings, rejoicing in a beautiful land. The same land God has granted Sister Betty. To the children, weep not at mother's passing. She wouldn't want to exchange what she has now. Take comfort in knowing she is at rest. Repent and desire to serve her God. To Brother Collie, in your lonely hours, we feel you will be comforted by the God you serve; one who mends our broken hearts and comforts us in our grief and pain. You will see her again, without pain, in a land that knows no sorrows. We pray our Saviour will comfort all who grieves here. Sister Betty has gone home with a friend, one who has given eternal rest.
Your unworthy servants in the Lord, Bro. Ralph & Sis. Leona Caudill
A Tribute to a Dear Sister
Shadows gently falling A day is almost o'er
A gentle voice is calling Another loved one to that shore.
Gone the soul, back to the Giver
One who loved her most of all
She is resting in her mansion
She has answered to His call.
We ask not why she left us
Her life was in God's hands
Her peaceful rest is waiting
Home with Jesus in that land.

Thompson, Elmer-It is with much sadness that I will try to write an obituary of our dear dad and husband. To wit: Elmer Thompson. Dad was born January 6, 1925 to Emerson and Alice Thompson of Pikeville, Ky. He departed this life April 26, 1990. Making his stay on earth 65 years. Dad married Ivorie Maynard Thompson on August 27, 1945 and unto the union was born four girls: Marlene Gail Ratliff of Pikeville, Ky. Brenda Salmons of Titusville, Florida, Hedra Frank of Marion, Ohio and Teresa Lynn Thompson of Marion, Ohio. The Lord blessed him with 6 grandchildren. He left a dad Emerson of Pikeville, Ky. three brothers, Walter, Wheeler, and Charles all of Pikeville, Ky. Two sisters, Vera ?? of Pikeville, Ky. and Audrey Ratliff of Ocala, Fl and a host of friends and relatives to mourn his loss. Dad joined the Old Regular Baptist when he was 25 years old. Dad was a deacon of the Little Ruth Church. He loved God, the church, his brothers and sisters, very much and it pleased him to serve the church. Written by his loving wife and his four daughters.

Vanderpool, Emma- With a heavy heart and the help of the good Lord, we will try to write an obituary of our dear mother. We feel that mom's life has already written her obituary by the life she has lived, Mom was born in Magoffin County, Kentucky to Joe and Sarah Vanderpool on November 21, 1911. She separated from this life on March 30,1990 making her stay here on earth 78 years, 4 months, and 10 days. She was married to Add Vanderpool on April 13, 1929 and to this union was born nine children, three boys and six girls. They are: Phil, deceased, Quince of Willard, Ronald of North Fairfield, Avanel Hicks and Gwendale Gibson of New Haven, Linda Robinson, Donna Hicks and Diana Stevens of Willard, and Annetta Beverly of North Fairfield. She also has 43 grandchildren, 58 great-grandchildren, and 2 great-great-grandchildren. Five brothers and four sisters preceded her in death. Her husband passed away on November 19, 1983. Mom had been in the Old Regular Baptist Church for 43 years. She was baptized on October 5, 1947. She was the 1st charter member of the original Arm of the Little Rebecca Church granted by the Cold Spring Church which was organized on November 29, 1947. Mom had been sick for the last four years and not been able to fill her seat in the church. The Old Regular Baptist Church was her whole life. She went as long as she was able to go and always liked to help in any way. She shouted the praises of God so much and we missed hearing her shout the last two or three years. The day before she left this world, she was so sick, but she looked like she was shedding tears. We believe she knew she was going home and those were tears of joy. She loved everyone around her. She had so many brothers and sisters and friends that will miss her, even the doctor and nurses that took care of her for so long seemed sad. Her life touched many. She was such a good mother to us children and always taught us the goodness of the Lord. The last two days she had such a hard time breathing, but her trials and troubles are over and she is resting from all her labors. She doesn't have to have all of those tubes in her. She is well