THORNTON UNION ASSOCIATION
Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ
Held With
Little Samuel Memorial Church
Lothair, Perry County Kentucky
August 16, 17, 18 1968

OBITUARIES

Provided by Peggy Mullins Brock

Adams, Linville
In Memory of Linville Adams
Another brother of our Church Has left us here once more
We feel his soul is resting on Heaven's golden shore
He was such a faithful member lie will be missed by all
The Lord called from Heaven And he answered the call.
If he could speak to us today He'd say don't weep for me
My troubles are all over now I'm happy as can be.
He said not long before he left He felt within his heart
He soon would be with Jesus And never have to part.
God bless the memory of our brother We knew so many years
He's gone to that beautiful land Where there are no tears.
Linville Adams entered eternal Life on Friday, March 8, 1968, at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Hospital, after a long illness. He was the son of the laic Elijah and Sarah Adam:, He was born at Jeremiah, Ky , April 9, 1891 being years, 9 months and 29 day:; old at his death. He is survived by his wife, Mary Smith Adams, 4 sons and one daughter. Gillis, Otis, Lowell, Jeremiah, Ky., Grace Ison, Jeremiah, Ky., and Omar Junior, Ison, Ky.; Three brothers, Shade Adams and Orville Adams, Jeremiah, Ky.; Tandy Adams, French Lick, Ind.; Two sisters, Hermie Townsend, Lexington, Ky.; Callie Blair, Jeremiah, Ky.; 13 grandchildren and 3 great-grandchildren. He was a member of the Blair Branch Church. He is sadly missed, but we feel He's gone to live with Jesus.

Combs, Annie Stacy - was born into the family of Ben Stacy and Cynthia Combs Stacy, on upper Second Creek in Perry County, Kentucky, Feb. 24, 1896. She answered the call of the death angel in Hazard Appalachian Regional Hospital at 7:05 p. m., May 24, 1968. Her pilgrimage in this life lasted 72 years and 3 months. She will live eternally in that glorious heavenly land. Very early in life, June 10, 1916, she was united in marriage to Austin Combs, who passed from our number last July 10th, only ten months before Sister Annie. This home was blessed with six children. Sister Annie and Brother Aus were richly blest to see all of these reach manhood mid womanhood In honor and reaped,, have; homes of their own and occupy places of responsibility in their respective communal ties. The children are: Maza Banks; Zola Davidson; Nell McIntosh ;Austin W., Jr., all of Hazard; Johnny of Dayton, Ohio and Marshall of London, Ky. Sister Annie leaves her aged mother, Aunt Cynthia Stacy, four sisters: Ida Abbott of Cincinnati, Ohio; Carrie Smith, Walkertown; Alta Risner, Indianapolis, Ind.; Pearl Grimes, Bowling Green, Ky., and one brother, Jonathan Stacy of Second Creek, along with her six children, 20 grandchildren, 13 great grandchildren, many other relatives and a host of friends.
In her passing, the family, the church and the community have suffered a great loss.
Hargis Caudill

Davis, Willie - was born into the home of John Davis and Martha Campbell Davis in Breathitt County, Kentucky, Aug. 16, 1887. At 9:00 P. M., March 4th, 1968 in the Appalachian Regional Hospital, the spirit wafted its way back to God who gave it, leaving the body which had known suffering to await the call of the Master on the resurrection morning. His earthly pilgrimage lasted 80 years, 6 months and 18 days. We feel that he has a home in Heaven that will last eternally where there will be no more pain, sorrow or suffering. He united with Little Samuel Memorial Church April :t, 1952 and retained his fellowship here until the end. Willie spent the greater part of his life working in the Hazard Coal Field. He was a retired miner. He leaves seven children, twenty-five grandchildren, fifteen great grandchildren, one brother and one sister along with a host of other relatives and friends.

Day, Ivory D. -born Oct. 31, 1899, passed from this life June 27, 1968, at the age of 68 years, 8 months and 27 days. He was the son of Elhanon Day and Maggie Day — Married to Bertha Cole, July 26, 1918. To this union was born seven (7) children, 3 boys and 4 girls. One son, Rollo, preceded him in death; John Ray Day, Columbus, Ind.; Kelsey Reed Day, Bloomington, Ind.; Mrs. Carl D. Ison, Frankfort, Ky.; Mrs. Andrew Frazier, Harrison, Ohio; Mrs. Forrester Ison, Greensburg, Ind.; Mrs. Richard Cummings, Columbus, Ind. He also had 15 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren to mourn his loss, but our loss is heaven's gain. He was a faithful provider. He worked in the coal mines for over 30 years. He then moved to Kurty, Ind., and worked at Arvin Industry, Columbus, Ind.. until he had a heart attack in 1953 at his home, where he lived 19 years, then moved to Columbus, Ind., where he only lived one month. Believing in the old tradition of a dream or vision to verify his own worthiness to In which I am related to several people a lifetime hope and a dream most Beautiful, after having read from the Bible the 23rd Psalm. He acknowledged and claimed the promise even though he was in a semi-conscious state and relaxed and smiled. He prayed, "Oh Lord" have mercy upon my soul." In death he smiled and gently faded away to meet his Heavenly Father" whom he loved so dearly. To this family he was the staunch one—the strong one-even the Mighty Oak which he had cherished. As a symbol of what he means to us, we committed his body to Mother Earth in solid oak. His funeral held in the Regular Baptist Church, Kurtry, Ind., Saturday, June 29, 1968.Burial in the Regular Baptist Cemetery. Ministers, Eld. Dewey Sexton and Eld. William Haynes. Written by his beloved wife, Mrs. Bertha Day, R. R. 6, Columbus, Ind.

Duncill, Laranza D.-Son of Katherine Burgess and Stephen Duncill was born in Wolfe, County Ky. August 31, 1888, passed from this life at the Whitesburg Appalachian Regional Hospital April 13,, 1968 After an illness of about one year. Being 79 years, 7 months and \t days of age at his passing. He was retired, having worked in the coal mines and later the Construction Industry. He has been a member of the Old Regular Baptists Church for about 10 years. He is survived by the following children, Corbin Duncill, Delorse Wabris, and Warren Duncill all of Mich. Brother, William Duncill of German Town, Ohio, sister Millie Burgess of Middletown, Ohio. The following Brothers and Sisters preceded him in death. Sherman Lee, Sam, Sherd, Georgia Deonell, Lisa Jones and Ellen Hampton. He will be greatly missed by all who had the pleasure of knowing him.

Johnson, Melvin-was born into the home of Joseph and Susan Potter Johnson at Neon, Kentucky, on July 9, 1898. He departed this life in the early morning hours of October 14, 1967 at his home in Norwood, Ohio. His earthly pilgrimage lasted 69 years. In the early years of manhood Melvin married Nellie B. Eaton and this union was blessed with 5 children. Two sons, Ray, of Catlettsburg, Kentucky and William, of Ashland, Kentucky; and 3 daughters, Mrs. William Gabriel of Amelia, Ohio, Mrs. James Smith of North College Hill, Ohio, and Mrs. William Ellis Jr. of Amelia, Ohio. Sister Nellie, his broken-hearted companion, these two sons and three daughters along with 21 grandchildren, 3 great-grandchildren; 1 brother W. D. of Ashland, Kentucky; and 5 sisters, Mrs. Paul Horsly of New Boston, Kentucky; Mrs. Harold Jewell, Portsmouth, Ohio; Mrs. .Martha Horsly, Garrison, Kentucky; Mrs. Georgia Jahnke, Lansing, Michigan; and "Mrs. Mary Christie, Cincinnati, Ohio, along with a host of other relatives and friends are left to mourn Melvin's passing. Melvin spent the most of his life as a contractor and builder. He has reminisced to me many times his experiences as a builder and talked with justifiable pride about his accomplishments. However Sister Nellie and the family can receive great consolation in thinking that the last months of his earthly life he was working, with the help of the Good Lord, on a building that will last forever and ever. As the Apostle Paul said, "a building that will last eternally. Christ himself said, "by their fruits ye shall know them," when he was telling his disciples how to differentiate between his children and the world. The fruits which Melvin bore leads me to believe he had for sometime been building his hopes on things eternal were his interest in and love for the church, the way he worked tirelessly to get, people to attend church and how pleased he would be to see fruits of his labor evidenced in church attendance, and the love lie manifested for the brothers and sisters. My family and I had the privilege of knowing Melvin for only a few short years but the friendship that ensued we shall treasure always. The many times we visited in his home and the many times we have had him and Sister Nellie in our home will always remain with us as most precious memories. We have ridden hundreds of miles together coming up here to South Shore Church and going to Old Regular Baptist Associations. Melvin never seemed happier than when he was associating with the brothers and sisters and friends of the church. We can remember how he helped plan and looked forward to the meeting we had at Sister Bentley's earlier this year We remember how he called the day before the meeting checking to see if everyone was going and how pleased he was that so many of the brothers and sisters were going. In visiting and traveling with Melvin The conversation would inevitably get around to the church and the welfare of the church. These things are further evidence to me that Melvin was interested and concerned about his eternal destiny. In Melvin's passing Sister Nellie has suffered the loss of a precious and faithful companion, the family has given up a loving and devoted father, grandfather, and brother. The Regular Baptist Church in general and the Westchester Church in particular has lost one of their most solid and faithful supporters, and the Norwood community of Cincinnati has lost one of its most substantial citizens. But we sincerely feel that our loss is Heaven's gain. When I first came to Sister Nellie's after we received the tragic news and we were informed where Melvin was lying in state the thought immediately came to me that he has just crossed over the street and is waiting for us. This is the way I want the family and friends to feel today is that your precious loved one has just crossed over the river of death and there he will be joyously awaiting your arrival.
Elder Jim T. Caudill

Knight, Ollie Cornett- was born June 15, 1910. She spent her childhood, went to school, grew into young womanhood, met, loved and married George Knight, all in the vicinity of Christopher. This marriage was blest with seven wonderful children. The husband of her youthful care-free days was suddenly taken from her side in an accident more than 18 years ago. It was then left to her to provide not only food and shelter but counsel and training as well, for her children. Her children today attest to the fact that she did a wonderful job. Almost a quarter of a century ago Sister Ollie came in possession of help and strength which this world does not afford. She united with Little Samuel Memorial Church and until death was a faithful and devoted member. Sister Ollie radiated on inner peace which was an inspiration to all who knew her. She passed from this life at 3:00 A. M., Jan. 5th, 1968, at Hazard Appalachian Hospital, having spent 57 years in this time world. She leaves seven children, twelve grandchildren, and a host of other relatives and friends to miss her sweet humble life.

McCoy, Asa E. - was born April 7, 1881, the second child of Peter B. and Lydia Rebecca Goble McCoy, on Buffalo Creek in Floyd County, Kentucky. He passed away July 30, 1967 at Ocala, Florida where he had lived for the past twenty years. He was 86 years, 3 months, and 23 days old. On January 26, 1902 he was married to Gabrilla Williams near Inez in Martin County, Kentucky. She was his wonderful help-meet throughout their more than 65 years together. She survives, along with all their children, except their second child, a daughter Cora Icle, who died at age three months. The children are, Wray McCoy, Scott McCoy, and Harley McCoy, all living at or near Ocala, Florida, Mrs. Teresa Mooney, Ironton Ohio, Mrs. Helena Blankenship, Chillicothe, Ohio, and Mrs. Virginia Bare, Hillsboro, Ohio. Thirteen grandchildren and seventeen great-grandchildren also survive, as do two brothers, James P. McCoy, of Huntington, West Virginia, and Jarvis J. McCoy, of Lakeland, Florida. About the summer of 1922 he experienced God's saving grace and soon afterwards was baptized, joining Candy Run Church of United Baptists. He was ordained a minister of the gospel on the second Saturday of July, 1924. Sometime later he helped in the organizing of Shilo Church near Kitts Hill in Lawrence County, Ohio near his home. This was his home church where he attended faithfully as long as he was able, coming back every summer after he moved to Florida until he was no longer able to make the trip. In the .spring of 1966 when one of his sons and a daughter-in-law were to be baptized and joining Redeemed Church in Morgan County, Kentucky, he and his wife asked for and received membership in that church. He had long loved Redeemed Church, its pastor, and its members, having attended there as often as possible for many years. He had always appreciated their kindness in showing him love and respect, and felt at home there. It is difficult, in limited space, the kind of man I knew Asa McCoy to be. He was my father. Though he had human frailties, when viewed with the man he was and the life he lived, they pale into insignificance. How often he retold the story of repentance and his salvation by God's grace! How he loved the songs of Zion! How many times he pointed out the spat where, just before he was ordained, he promised God that he would preach His truth and stand on it until God took him home! How he prayed for understanding and read and studied Mie scriptures daily, and almost every space hour throughout his years of preaching, until he grew too old and weak in body to do so! He always worked hard for his home and family, yet it never kept him from laboring in God's vineyard. Traveling thousands and thousands of miles to preach the gospel freely, and to worship God in spirit and in truth was not grievous to him. He loved it. He was a valiant soldier who never laid down his armor until his Captain said, "It is enough." After Dad passed away I was moved to write the following poem which, in essence, sums up the man of God he was. Helena Blankenship

Maggard,  Sgt. Larry Dwight-was born into the home of Charlie and Berta C. Maggard on Jan. 20, 1046. He entered the service of his country on March 23rd. 1966, and passed from this life in Viet Nam on June 5, 1968, making his stay on earth, 2Z years, 4 months and 16 days. Be finished high school in Whitesburg and had gone to college but decided he wanted to be a soldier and serve his country because we were at war. We can't understand all the things of this life and it is not meant for us to do that. Larry had a big heart of gold and always tried to help those in trouble and sorrow. After the death of his grandmother, Aunt Polly Ann Collins, he wrote his mother saying, "This is the hardest letter I have ever tried to compose. I want you to be strong and my prayers and thoughts will be for you. I feel Mama has gone to a better place, a world of peace and rest, a world of no wars or stress and strife, a world of everlasting beauty and glory, be strong and we'll all join her some day with the help of God. "Four months after the death of Larry's grand-mother his nephew Danny Carl Collins was killed in car accident, again Larry wrote a letter of encouragement to his mother, "I went to Church this morning and prayed for you all and asked God to help Sister and Carl. I think I know how hard they are taking all this. Maybe my prayers will be heard and He will give you ah strength to see through all this trouble. As I said about Mama I can say about Danny. He is in a much better place now. If you all could see the world and how it is here you'd know what I mean. I'll just pray and hope God will help you all and sister and Carl through all this. It's like you always said, "The Lord works in strange ways and sometimes we may not understand them." Have faith and I believe He'll help us through. On last Christmas he sent a Christmas card to his sister, Bobby 'Jean and Carl saying, "This will be the grayest Christmas for all of us. I know how heavy your hearts must be. I myself can't believe all the heartaches this past year has brought. Let's all hope and pray together that the coming year holds better things." This makes me know that Larry had his mind always on the higher things of God and that his thoughts were of heaven and Immortal glory. He seemed to have a pre-monition that he wasn't going to stay too long in this world of heart-aches because he often spoke of things that he wanted done if anything happened to him. He loved to send his mother church paper;, poems and clippings from newspapers about love and the love of God. Here is a poem that arrived the day after the news of his death in a letter:
"Lord God, I have never spoken to you,
But now I want to say: How do you do?
You see, God, they told me you didn't exist:
And, like a fool, I believed all this.
Last night from a shell hole I saw your sky:
I figured right then they had told me a lie.
Had I taken time to see things You made,
I'd have known they weren't calling a spade a spade.
I wonder, God, if you'll take my hand,
Somehow I feel that you'll understand.
Funny I had to come to this hellish place
Before I had time to see Your face.
Well, I guess there isn't much more to say,
But I'm sure glad, God, I met You today,
I guess zero hour will soon be here,
But I'm not afraid since I know you're near.
The signal? Well, God, I'll have to go
I like You lots, I want you to know.
Look, now, this will be a horrible fight,
Who knows, I may come to Your house tonight.
Though I wasn't friendly to You before,
I wonder, God, if You'd wait at Your door.
Look, I'm crying! Me shedding tears.
I wish I'd known You these many years.
Well, I'll have to go now, God. Good-By.
Strange now, since I met You I'm not afraid to die."
Larry leaves to mourn his passing, his father, Charlie B. Maggard and his mother, Berta C. Maggard, his maternal grandfather, "Uncle" Johnny Collins, three brothers: Jack Frazier of Louisville, Ky., Jimmy Maggard of Pontiac, Mich.; Gurnie Maggard of Isom, Ky., and one sister, Bobby Jean Collins of Isom, Ky. Burial in Family Plot of Johnny Collins Cemetery on Monday, June 17, 1968, at 2:00 p. m. Ministers: Eld. Raymond Collins, Eld. I. D. Back, and Rev. Ed. Henegar. Military services at graveside. Sgt. Maggard was an outstanding young man at home, at school, in the Army, and a just a clean-cut young man with a big heart of gold. We feel our loss is Heaven's gain. Obituary by Eld. Raymond Collins. Peaceful be thy sleep, dear Larry, It is sweet to breathe thy name, In life we loved you dearly, In death our love the same. Oft we think of you, dear darling, And our hearts are sad with pain, Oh, this would be a Heaven, Could we hear your voice again. You are gone but not forgotten, Never shall your memory fade, Sweetest thoughts shall ever linger Around the grave where you are laid.
Submitted by his Mom and Dad and Family

Morgan, James & Dora (Boggs) Morgan-both were born in Letcher County Kentucky and they were united in marriage and reared their family; later in life they moved to Charlestown, Ind.  where they bought a home and remained there until the end came. James Morgan was born Feb. 16, 1886 and passed away March 18, 1958. He was seventy two years of age. Dora Boggs Morgan was born Aug. 15, 1890 and passed away May 21, 1968. She was seventy seven years, of age. Although neither of them ever attached themselves to any church, they grew up and reared their family within the environments of the Old Regular Baptist Church and continued attend the service as long as they were able to go. They were both god citizens and strived hard to rear their family in decency. Their passing has caused an aching void that cannot be filled. Our home on earth is broken Death has left Two vacant chairs But we hope to meet in Heaven And complete the circle there. Gone are the faces we loved so dear, Silent the voices we loved to hear To far away for voice or speech But not to far for our thoughts to reach. Now they are resting from pain and worry Far beneath a bed of clay Sometimes we wonder why we worry They are not dead just gone away.
The Children

Napier, A. B. was born May 19, 1885. Died October 27, 1967. Age 82 years, 5 months, 8 days. He was the son of Henry and America Couch Napier. Both preceded him in death. He was married to Alice Griffith and one daughter, Shirley, survives. After her death he married Ora Sizemore and to this union was born 7 children, Cleon, Sally, Bill, Bige, Jr., Henry, Earl and Walter, now deceased. Ora Sizemore Napier died in 1927 and he later married Ida Jones and to this union two children were born, Mossie and Fred. Ida Jones Napier preceded him in death. Six sons and 3 daughters survive him. He professed his faith in God and joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at the Irvine Eversole Memorial Church in May, 1967 and was baptized July 22, 1987.

Oney, Ellen-was the daughter of Jim and Jane Patrick Prater. She was born January 8, 1877 and died January 10, 1968. She married Wess Oney and had five sons born to this union. They were Hezekiah, Bruce, Creed and Park living and she lost one son, Edd when he was a young man. She spent most of her days in Morgan and Breathitt counties. She had been a Christian for about sixty years and had been a member of Redeemed Church for about 18 years. She was very faithful in coming to church and had a special seat that she hoped people would remember her always being present, to fill that church seat as long as she was able to do so. She made several trips to church during her eighties to Letcher and Perry counties. This was the joy of her life to be in church with those she loved. Sister Oney was confined to her bed the last few years of her life but she greatly rejoiced to have any of the church people and friends to visit her. She lost her mother when she was a year and a half old and she worked hard all her life and got very little education but she always said she went to school to the Lord and learned how to read her Bible. She composed a song during her last years of life and she always loved to sing it to those who visited with her. During her last moments she looked up and firmly said, " ' am not afraid to die". She had a great desire to go on and leave her troubles behind. She went to sleep so sweetly without a struggle or groan. Her funeral was preached at the Redeemed Church and her body was laid to rest beside her husband and son. We trust all those who knew her will strive to meet her in a better world where parting cannot come and good-byes will be strangers.
Obituary prepared by Wardie Craft

Polly, Elder Millard-son of Nannie (Aunt Nan) Webb and J. I. (Grud) Polly was born at Mayking, Ky., June 15, 1901, passed from this life at the Whitesburg Hospital, July 6, 1968, being 67 years and 21 days of age at his passing. He has been an Old Regular Baptist minister for the past 15 years. He was married to Lillie Margaret Webb who preceded him in death August 27, 1965. They have the following surviving children: Virgil Polly of Jenkins, Ky.; Bonnie Smallwood of Detroit, Mich.; Doris Mae Lewis of Baltimore, Md.; Nancy Bates of Whitesburg, Ky.; Jenell Salyers of Louisville, Ky.; Ronald Polly of Whitesburg, Ky.; Ernest Ray Polly of Pikeville, Ky. Thirteen grandchildren, one great grandchild and a large number of nephews and nieces of the Polly and Webb families. Later, He was married to Edith Vinson who survives him. He is also survived by nine stepchildren by his last marriage and Porenda Vinson who has been making her home with them. Millard Polly was a wonderful father, a good citizen and faithful to the Lord.

Profitt, Hattie May Adams--"The Lord moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sand and rides upon the storm. His purpose will ripen fast, unfolding every hour The bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower. "My beloved has gone into His garden to feed on spices and to gather lilies." Our beloved Aunt Mattie has gone down into a beautiful garden to feed on spices and to gather lilies. A garden where there is never any cold, heartaches or suffering. In August 21, 1889, at Omaha, Knott County, Kentucky, when the summer was beginning to wan, a little blue-eyed girl was born into the home of Watson and Menerva Collins Adams, they called this little girl Hattie May. Hattie, the youngest of two girls and two boys, was a sweet natured child and they all loved her well. She grew up in this atmosphere of love and in return loved everyone. In November 1920 she met and married John Profitt. Faithful and true they lived together until death separated them when John was killed in a car wreck, December 15, 1951.This left Aunt Hattie, oh, so lonely, as the couple had no children. But just a little while later a little neighbor girl, Betty Sexton, came to stay with her at night. Aunt Hattie opened her arms and her big wide heart and took Betty right in. She loved her so very much and claimed her for her o:/n and Betty kept her from many a lonesome hour, and loved her in return, so much did she love her that no jealousy entered into the heart of the many relatives of Aunt Hattie. When Betty married Kenneth Collins and had two children, Jeffrey and ?. Aunt Hattie just opened wider her great big heart and loved them all too.  To Aunt Hattie no grandson was more perfect than Jeffrey. Her youngest sister died in her early 20's, then both her parents at age 75. Another sister, Elizabeth Boatright died leaving five sons, a brother, Randell Adams, died in 1944, leaving four daughters and two sons, then Uncle Green Adams, the last of her family, died leaving five daughters and two sons. These were staggering blows, - but she weathered them well, for she had chosen a good guide and counselor, Jesus, who is a shelter in time of storm, a rock in a wearied land. So, she had a strong arm to lean on and a safe breast to lay her head on. She was always so jolly, met everyone with a smile. She loved everyone and everyone loved her. In summer her home was a gathering place for the neighbors who visited with each other and her. All her neighbors were so good to her. But despite her cheerfulness Aunt Hattie was in a great deal of pain. She suffered from nephritis, a fatal kidney disorder, but she was almost never heard to complain, For the last six weeks that she was in the Whitesburg Hospital she sometimes would say, "I am so tired." So many times I have seen her beckon with her hand as if to say, "Come on, come on." On February 20, 1968, after almost 79 years, the angels did come and she folded her tired hands and gladly went with them to that good country where we will never grow old or weary and all is love and joy and peace.
Good-bye Aunt Hattie, for a little while, I will see you again. For a little while we shall mourn the loss of you for weeping comes in the night but joy comes in the morning and we shall meet in that good land where no man can take our joy from us.
Written by her niece Mabel Adams Kiser

Risner, Peter- was born August 24, 1898 and died February 10, 1968. He was the. son of Robert and Loretta Holbrook Risner. He was the oldest of five children in the family. He lost his fattier when he was a small boy and he worked side by side with his mother. Peter first married Junie Rowe and to this union two sons were born Robert and Calvin. These young men are married and leaders in in the field of education. Junie died a few years ago and later Peter married to Tressie Rowe. His brothers and sisters were: Wellie, Jack, Mary, McFarlan and Martha Arnett, deceased. Peter had been a hard working man all his life. During his last years of  life he was badly afflicted with arthritis and tried many different doctors but none seemed to be able to reach his case. He bore his afflictions patiently. Peter joined the Redeemed Church a few years ago and was a firm believer in the Baptist people. He kept his aged and widowed mother in his home after she broke up house keeping a few years. Peter was a great lover of his home and family and is sadly missed by his family and friends. He is buried in Magoffin County on the Newt Rowe Cemetery by the side of his wife Junie. We trust the entire family will not neglect their soul but prepare to meet again in heaven.
Written by a cousin, Wardie Craft

Stidham, Van-It is with a sad heart I try to write the Obituary of my father-in-law, Van Stidham was born March 19, 1910; age 57 years, 9 months, 4 days. He was married to Lynia Mae Polly, Aug. 9, 1930. To this union was born 3 boys, Robert Stidham of Baltimore; Men Stidham of Indiana; Nelt Stidham of Charles-town, Ind.; 2 girls preceded him in death; 3 step-children: John E. Hatfield, Mayking, Ky.; Stacey Kidder, Ohio; Cordelia Ripto, Dayton, Ohio. He is survived by two sisters, Letha Brown of Whitesburg, Ky.; Louisa Brown of Whitesburg, Ky.; two brothers, Harson Stidham, Mayking, Ky.; Elia Stidham, Dryfork, Ky. He had 16 grandchildren He departed this life December 22, 1967. He joined the Old Regular Baptist and was  baptized. He lived a good Christian  life until death. Before he died he said the Lord is so nigh to me, I can almost touch Him. Oh, how much we all miss dad, no one only knows but God. But with the help of the Lord, we can meet him some day. He  suffered here on earth with cancer, but one of these days he will have a new body. The suffering can't compare with the joy that awaits him. He loved his  family so much and always wanted them to do the right thing. He loved everybody and was always ready to help anyone that needed help. Everybody that knew him liked him. Dad, we can still see your smile about your work. He had so much love for everybody. Our home here on earth is broken, but we can meet you in heaven some day.
A dear father from us is gone,
How we miss your loving face.
Long as time is remembered,
No one can take your place,
In our heart, your memory will linger.
A father, faithful and true.
Written by his daughter-in-law, Lorene Stidham.

Webb, Willie P.-With a sad heart I'll try to write the obituary of my beloved husband, Willie P. "Bill" Webb. Bill was born to Ben P. and Lettie Adams Webb, on January 14th, 1897. He departed from this life August 20th, 1967. His stay on Earth was 70 years, 7 months, and 6 days. In January 1919 he was united in marriage to Nellie Blakely Webb and to this union was born three children. One daughter, Ruby proceeded him in death at the tender age of 7 years. Besides his wife Nellie, He leaves a son, Lester Webb of Columet City, Illinois. A daughter, Ruth Gibson, of Jenkins, Kentucky. Four grand-daughters, Nellie Ann Gibson and Billie Gibson of Jenkins, and Joyce and Carolyn Hue Webb of Columet City. He also leaves behind a host of relatives and friends. On November 18th, 1930, he joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at Mayking, Kentucky and on December, 1930, he was baptized by Elder G. Bennett Adams. Bill was faithful to his church, his family, and friends. The Dear Lord only knows how I miss him. 1 feel at times that I can't stay here without his loving presence. But I'll await my summons to go and join him where we'll never have to part again. He told me and some friends who had come in to see him that he didn't dread to go. For he said he had made his preparations a long time ago. Our Darling Husband and Father is not. dead-but resting in the Paradise of God.
Written by Ins lonely wife Nellie Webb

Williams, Bessie-In the early morning hours of Saturday, February 24, 1968, Sister Bessie Williams  was called from this world of sin and sorrow. We feel that without any doubt that she has gone on to receive her Crown of Glory. Her life was a symbol of faith. She was faithful to her Lord and to her church. By faith can hear the Savior say, Come thou good and faithful servant, thou has been faithful over a few things, I'll make thee ruler over many. Enter thou into the joys of the Lord. She leaves behind her husband, Brother Irvin H. Williams; four sons, Astor, Hazard, Kentucky; Asby at Dayton, Ohio, Irvin, Jr., Cambridge, Massachusetts and Lester of Indianapolis, Indiana; two daughters Sassie Neace, Quicksand, Kentucky and Frankie Mae Allen, Indianapolis, Indiana. Besides 45 grandchildren she leaves-al grandchildren and a host of friends. She will be greatly missed, but we feel she has gone on to rest from her labor. We will ;see her again in the morning of sweet deliverance, where we can everly sing the praises of God.   An unworthy brother in the Lord Elder Wesley Yonts