Mrs. Emma Thompson Was Laid To Rest Wednesday, Dec. 29
The whole town of Whitesburg was greatly shocked Monday, December 27th when word went out that Mrs. Emma Thompson died at the home of her brother, W. I. Vermillion.
Mrs. Thompson and her daughter, Ella Jane went to the home of her brother to spend Christmas day. After enjoying the day she became ill and had to go to bed. Sunday and Monday she was able to visit with her friends in the morning and afternoon. She had a sudden attack and passed away without any one realizing the end was so near. She passed on about 4:30.
Mrs. Thompson's health had been failing for the last several years and perhaps her best friends and loved ones never realized her suffering. The funeral services were held at the Presbyterian Church, Wednesday morning, December 29. In the absence of Rev. Caudill pastor of her church, funeral services were conducted by Rev. Griffith and Rev. Moody, the pastors of the other churches of Whitesburg.
Mrs. Thompson lived a quiet life and the very service she would have liked was conducted for her. A beautiful quiet service. Mrs. Thompson was one of the group of young people who years ago joined in a petition to Dr. E. O. Guerrant to come to Whitesburg and organize a Presbyterian Church. She was one of the Charter members of this church when it was organized.
The church was filled with friends and relatives, among the relatives that were here from a distance, were Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Mullins of Harlan, Mr. and Mrs. N. H. Salyers of Benham, Mr. and Mrs. Julian Avent, of Harlan, Mrs. Bertha Johnston, Dayton, Ohio, Mrs. J. K. Gilly, Big Stone Gap, Va., and many other relatives and friends from far and near.
The pall bearers were Kelly Fields, S. P. Combs, Dr. Chas Passmore, Sam Blair, R. D. Squires, and Ballard Salyers.
After the services she was laid to rest in the Caudill cemetery.
MOTHER
You painted no Madonnas
On chapel walls in Rome;
But, with a touch diviner,
Upon the walls of home.
You wrote no lofty poems
The world pronounces art;
But, with a nobler genius,
You put poems in my heart.
You carved no shapeless marble
To symmetry divine;
But, with a finer sculpture,
You shaped this soul of mine.
Had I the gift of Raphael,
Or Michael Angelo,
Ah, what a rare Madonna
My mother's life should show.
Mrs. Emma Thompson Was Laid To Rest Wednesday, Dec. 29
The whole town of Whitesburg was greatly shocked Monday, December 27th when word went out that Mrs. Emma Thompson died at the home of her brother, W. I. Vermillion.
Mrs. Thompson and her daughter, Ella Jane went to the home of her brother to spend Christmas day. After enjoying the day she became ill and had to go to bed. Sunday and Monday she was able to visit with her friends in the morning and afternoon. She had a sudden attack and passed away without any one realizing the end was so near. She passed on about 4:30.
Mrs. Thompson's health had been failing for the last several years and perhaps her best friends and loved ones never realized her suffering. The funeral services were held at the Presbyterian Church, Wednesday morning, December 29. In the absence of Rev. Caudill pastor of her church, funeral services were conducted by Rev. Griffith and Rev. Moody, the pastors of the other churches of Whitesburg.
Mrs. Thompson lived a quiet life and the very service she would have liked was conducted for her. A beautiful quiet service. Mrs. Thompson was one of the group of young people who years ago joined in a petition to Dr. E. O. Guerrant to come to Whitesburg and organize a Presbyterian Church. She was one of the Charter members of this church when it was organized.
The church was filled with friends and relatives, among the relatives that were here from a distance, were Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Mullins of Harlan, Mr. and Mrs. N. H. Salyers of Benham, Mr. and Mrs. Julian Avent, of Harlan, Mrs. Bertha Johnston, Dayton, Ohio, Mrs. J. K. Gilly, Big Stone Gap, Va., and many other relatives and friends from far and near.
The pall bearers were Kelly Fields, S. P. Combs, Dr. Chas Passmore, Sam Blair, R. D. Squires, and Ballard Salyers.
After the services she was laid to rest in the Caudill cemetery.
MOTHER
You painted no Madonnas
On chapel walls in Rome;
But, with a touch diviner,
Upon the walls of home.
You wrote no lofty poems
The world pronounces art;
But, with a nobler genius,
You put poems in my heart.
You carved no shapeless marble
To symmetry divine;
But, with a finer sculpture,
You shaped this soul of mine.
Had I the gift of Raphael,
Or Michael Angelo,
Ah, what a rare Madonna
My mother's life should show.
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