In Search Of

(This is the continuation of last week’s story titled “When the Storms of Life Are Raging”.)

It was March, 1939. John Clark Mosley set out to school that first day of first grade for the second time in two years with his brother (and best friend) Bobby Henry. “Hen”, as everybody in Tatum Holler called him, was for the most part a quiet, reflective child. He was a veteran of White Deer School, having spent two years already in the first grade, once when he was five and again when he turned six. Of course, he couldn’t rightly be said to have attended school two full years. The first year Hen attended for about three weeks before fall harvest, and he was more than happy to quit school and help Pa Fain, his father Fletch (at least when he was around), and his older brother bring in the crops and get things ready for another cold, long dark winter. Hen never enjoyed school—he found it a boring place where an old hag stood and hollered at him all day to do things that he didn’t want to do and could see no use for, like ‘readin’ and figgerin’”.

Hen’s older brother and sisters didn’t attend school much more than he did, and they were not a great deal more successful than he had been himself. They were needed to work the fields or help Momma with the house in late fall, it always seemed too cold in the winter, and spring was time to put the new crops in the ground. Not one of his siblings had made it past the third grade, and not one of them without taking at least five to six years to make it that far.

John Clark tried to match his steps with those of his older brother, just as he had this same time last year. John Clark, though only six years old, was the most robust of his mother’s children, though his beloved brother Hen was a full year and a half older than him. His mother would occasionally smilingly look at him with secretive pride and think to herself, “Clark didn’t turn out too bad to have come into this world at the foot of a tree stump.” His twelve year old sister Evelyn had dropped out of school to help their mother take care of the seven other children. Della had just given birth in late December 1938 to her youngest, Gracie Michelle. Della had been bedridden ever since giving birth to Michelle, and Evelyn at twelve years old was having to take care of both Della and the newborn. Evelyn never thought much about it, but schooldays would be no more for her.
Likewise, there would be no more school for Finn and Reva. Finn was an almost painfully quiet child—rarely did he speak, and then only very softly. He was a hard, though slow, steady worker on Pa Fain’s farm, and preferred the hard work with non-talkative animals and farm equipment. Pa Fain actually bragged on Finn for being as good a worker as any man he’d ever seen. This was especially high praise coming from Pa Fain, who tended to be very demanding and critical of those who worked with him, even his neighbors. Finn had never quite taken to school—he always found the teachers demanding and gruff and the other students, especially the girls, loud and silly. Reva had experienced a bad case of German measles when she was seven. After that, she had been somewhat weak and susceptible to seemingly every disease that appeared anywhere in Tatum Hollow. It was a family joke that if somebody up the road had a hangover, Reva would probably come down with it, too. Now at nine years old, it was pretty much an unspoken but understood family agreement that Reva would be better off at home away from school so she wouldn’t pick up every sniffle and sneeze that could in her case turn into something worse, like TB or pneumonia, that wouldn’t be a problem for most other children.

When Della thought about it at all, she was grateful for her two oldest daughters who were so good at taking care of others. Evelyn mostly took care of Michelle, and Reva was the one who mostly nursed Della in her sickness. Della was so proud of Reva and the natural instinct she had for taking care of her in her sickness. Della supposed that Reva had developed an intuition for taking care of the sick as she experienced so much sickness of her own. Della tried her best not to let Reva or the other children know just how sick she felt almost every minute of her life.

At Della’s wish, and the assistance of Evelyn and Reva, the brothers Hen and Clark were prepared and rushed off to school on this nippy March morning. Clark would turn six in less than a week, and Della hoped he did better in school this year than he had last. “He was probably just too young last year,” Della thought. “I just want all my young’uns to be able to read the Bible and other good books. I’ve got so much pleasure all these years out of readin’.” Though she had struggled with poor eyesight and health problems most of her adult life, and though books were hard to come by in the holler, Della was an avid reader of anything she could lay her hands on. How it had hurt her when Fletch would come home in one of his drunken rages and throw her books in the fire. The loss of the books hurt, but more painful was how to understand how the man she loved so much could think so little of the things that were important to her.

“This year,” Della thought, “Hen and Clark have another chance to make good at that school. I hope they learn somethin’ other than meanness, ‘cause they’ve got that down pat, both of ‘em!” Della smiled as she thought of the mischievous pranks her boys pulled. Like the time Hen put a blacksnake in Clark’s “minner” bucket just before they went fishing. That hadn’t turned out too well for Hen, however, because Clark slung the bucket against Hen’s head and knocked him off the bridge and into the water. And the time last fall that Clark found some of his daddy’s clear moonshine that was hidden in the hayloft and had replaced the water in Hen’s mason jar with the ‘shine. They’d both come out of the woods that night in a sad condition that got worse when Pa Fain’s boot strap finished it’s number on their rear ends.

“It’ll be a miracle if either one of ‘em gits to school,” Della thought, “much less stays long if they do go.”

Just a little way down the road the brothers caught up with their older cousin, Jay Harvey Tatum. “Well, boys, here we go agin’,” Jay Harvey said. “How dadblamed long do you reckon we’ll have to put up with this foolishness ‘afore we kin git out of it this year?” Jay Harvey was a marvel and hero to both brothers. This was his fourth year in first grade, and he determined every year that he’d stay no longer and do no better than he did the year before. So far he’d held his own for three years, and he was bound if he would do any better this time.

“I hear we’ve got a new teacher this year,” Hen said. “They say she’s been around, a tough ol’ bird that could make the devil walk a fence line.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard that ‘afore,” Jay Harvey said. “Lies before, lies now. These ol’ folks’ll say anything to make you young’uns skeered so you’ll act good and learn somethin’ before you even know the ol’ bird’s got ye in her claws.”

“But not you, right, Jay Harvey?” asked Clay.

“Dern’d right. One of these days they’ll figger out they’re wastin’ time on me and send me home fer good. Then we’ll all be better off.”

“Wouldn’t you druther go to school then have to work like a mine mule out in Uncle Wade’s fields?” Hen asked.

“You ever seen Pap git much work outen me? What do ye think he’s sendin’ me to school fer? Let my other fool brothers work like slaves—I’d ruther run rabbits n’ coons ‘n fish.”

“That’s about the only thing the keeps you from gittin’ your hin-end beat off,” Hen said. “If you didn’t bring a little ‘possum and turkey to the table once in a while they’d turn you out.”

“That’d be all right,” Jay Harvey said, “I’d just run the country with your pappy and have a grand ol’ time.”

“Nobody knows where Daddy’s at half the time,” Clay said. “’Sides, he don’t want to be bothered with nobody he don’t want to be bothered with.”

“I believe me n’ Fletch’s got at least one thing we could enjoy doin’ together,” said Jay Harvey. “Heck, maybe two or three for all I know.”

“Daddy gits mean when he gits mad,” Hen said. “We try to stay away from ‘im when he’s home. Sometimes he just whacks the tar out of ye for no reason a tall.”

“I ain’t no more afeared of your mean ol’ daddy than I am of any ol’ schoolteacher, I don’t give a hang how many schools they’ve teached.”

“Really? Prove it,” Clay challenged.

“By-danged, I will. Let’s not go to school today and go find Fletch Mosely.”

Hen and Clay each turned a few shades lighter as their eyes bugged out of their heads. Neither of them would ever want to go find their daddy—that would seem like finding the fox to turn into the chicken house, at the same time being clawed to pieces on the way to the farm.

“What’s the matter, boys? Don’t you want to find yer daddy? You’re not a’feared of ‘im, are ye? Or maybe you’re a’feared of that new schoolteacher you’ve not even seen yit.”

“We ain’t neither one of us ‘fraid of nothin’ we can see or can’t see,” Hen said.

“That’s the danged truth,” Clay backed up his brother.

“Alright,” Jay Harvey said. “Then where you figger’ we might start lookin’ fer yer pappy?”

“I’d say a good place might be down at Eaton Morelock’s place,” offered Hen.

“Yeah, reckon that make’s sense. Ol’ Eat More’s—way I hear it, he’d be better named ‘Drink More”,” Jay Harvey laughed.

“To git there, we’ve got to go back by the house. How you reckon we’ll be able to get by without being seen?” Clay asked.

“Ah, heck, we’ll go through the woods, down close to the crick. We’ll hop off the road ‘tween Pa Fain’s and Uncle Iv’s place,” Henry said.

“Good thinkin’, Hen,” Jay Harvey said, and Clark had a small moment of jealous pride that Jay Harvey had praised his older brother and not him.
“Boy’s—let’s git on with it,” Jay Harvey said.

DEAR READER: Will the two brothers and their cousin find Fletch Mosely? What might happen if they do? Do they ever get to meet the new teacher? Join in next week to find out. Until then, I leave you with this blurb from my world of email, an argument the boys might use if they get caught:




Some summer events canceled, Oct. 3 Heritage Festival plans proceed

Contestant Eric Nafziger fiddles his best tune with Ken Nafziger to try to win the 2019 Fiddle Contest during the Union County Heritage Festival at Wilson Park.

Contestant Eric Nafziger fiddles his best tune with Ken Nafziger to try to win the 2019 Fiddle Contest during the Union County Heritage Festival at Wilson Park.

Tennessee Valley Fair canceled
“It is with great sadness that we announce the Tennessee Valley Fair Executive Committee has decided that the 2020 fair, scheduled to be held September 11-20, will not be taking place.

Skylar Bates receives 2020 Plainview Scholarship

Picture of Mayor Gary Chandler awards the Plainview Scholarship for Academic Achievement to Skylar Bates

Mayor Gary Chandler awards the Plainview Scholarship for Academic Achievement to Skylar Bates

The City of Plainview made several donations at its June 2020 Board of Aldermen meeting. Mayor Gary Chandler awarded the Plainview Scholarship in the amount of $500 for outstanding academic achievement to Skylar Bates for having the highest grade point average as a graduating senior who resides in Plainview.

Don’t need no rocking chair

Always on Call - Rev. Gary Beeler

I met with the Reverend Gary Beeler in early May when I had the pleasure of learning about his inspiring spiritual journey and career. Although he retired as pastor of Fairview Baptist Church some 15 years ago, his work for the Lord did not end there.
But let’s go back to the beginning.
Rev. Beeler grew up the son of a proprietor of a general store and service station, his family business dating back to 1905 in the area where Union County Boat Dock is today.

Quarantine: 4-H Style

Savannah Jones and Kennedy Hill

Savannah Jones and Kennedy Hill

While many found quarantine boring, endless, and unprofitable, some people made excellent use of their extra time.
Among these are the Union County 4-H members. In spite of having some events postponed or canceled, many 4-H students stepped up to the plate with enthusiasm. No small thanks to the leadership skills and abilities possessed, the students adapted very well to the online platforms they switched to during quarantine and COVID-19 regulations.


UCBPA hosts 26th scholarship golf tournament

First Place winner KCB Excavating, Kyle Beeler, captain

KCB Excavating edged out First Place at the 26th UCBPA Charities,Inc.Scholarship Tournament.
Offering congratulations is Martin Shafer, President of UCBPA.

The Union County Business & Professional Association hosted the 26th Annual UCBPA Charities Scholarship Benefit Classic at Three Ridges Golf Course in Knoxville on January 27.

Betsy Stowers Frazier: from Entertainer to Angel

Early Picture of Mike and Betsy Stowers Frazier and their daughters Nancy Lee and Beth

Early Picture of Mike and Betsy Stowers Frazier and their daughters Nancy Lee and Beth

In 1933, the northeast corner of Union County, Tennessee, saw a new business open in Luttrell. A short fifteen years later, after surviving the Great Depression, and World War II with most of the young men serving in the armed forces, the property that consisted of a general merchandise store and a small brick home was sold to Bethel Reed Stowers and he moved his family there.

Child of the King

One of my favorite praise and worship songs is “Child of the King,” and no one leads it better then Mrs. Beeler and the worship team at my home church. I get fired up every time I hear the music and lyrics performed. While reading Paul the Apostle’s letter to the Colossians the other day I immediately thought of that song when I read the following verse:
Colossians 3:3
“For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.”



Who doesn’t love the character called “Tow-Mater” from the Disney movie “Cars?” He was a tow truck whose name was Mater, which made his nickname was clever as well as cute. If I were named Mater, my nickname would be “No-Mater.” Why?
Hang on to your hats!

Moonshining In Union County - Part II

"Troy Buckner related some of his whiskey making experiences during the 1920s and 30s. 'A still site was chosen in an out-of-the-way place,' he explained.
'It was not set up on one's own farm but rather on a nearby farm. After TVA purchased land for the Norris Lake, the reservation surrounding the lake provided a good location because it was not hard to find plenty of fresh water.'

Double minded?

I was on my way to work last week. I was listening to the late minister Adrian Rogers on Christian radio station BBC. Like many engaging preachers, Pastor Rogers possessed a drawing voice filled with conviction. One of the main things I like about him is his sense of humor—not foolish, but thought provoking.
In the course of his sermon, Pastor Rogers stated that it was not possible to think of two things at the same time. This gave me pause for thought.

Eating a miracle

As an amateur naturalist I have a curiosity to know how things work. In college I once saw the chemical reactions involved in photosynthesis laid out on a large poster. This all-important method plants use to make food for themselves (and ultimately us) was incredibly complex and took up half the wall.


Commercials. That is often a dirty word when I am watching a program on television.
It seems that when the story becomes really interesting and has me “hooked,” there marches in a whole train of commercials. I have counted as many as a dozen, one right after another. It hasn't always been that way.

Black Walnut Pie

I grew up where black walnuts were the thing, not pecans. I didn't have to buy them. They grew all over the farm, especially down the lane to the pasture. Here, we had several black walnut trees on our 1 2/3 acres.
I remember the first time I gathered 'em, dried 'em and placed the precious nuts in grocery bags. They were placed to cure on a high shelf in our little barn. Later, the following winter, I reached up to retrieve a bag of walnuts to take to the house and crack.

Dingo and the Fourth of July


My husband had never owned a dog when he was growing up, but he loved them and dogs loved him. He said dogs that would tear up anyone else in his neighborhood would fawn on him like a little puppy.
So after we were married and in our own house, he insisted on getting a dog. I was not included in that selection.

Frequently asked questions about chiropractic

Q: How is a chiropractic adjustment performed?

A: Chiropractic adjustment or manipulation is a manual procedure that utilizes the highly refined skills developed during the doctor of chiropractic’s intensive years of chiropractic education. The chiropractic physician typically uses his or her hands—or an instrument— to manipulate the joints of the body, particularly the spine, in order to restore or enhance joint function.

Sourwood Blooms, a Beekeeper’s Delight

Sourwood does not stand out in the forest except this time of year when it is in bloom, and perhaps in the fall when it displays brilliant red colors.

Sourwood (Oxydendrum arboreum) is locally called "sorrel” and is common in our area. It tends to be a small understory tree growing under larger tree canopies.


Isn’t it funny how we change as we go through life?

When I was a kid, lightning didn’t bother me at all. What I really hated about a storm was the thunder. You see, I can’t stand sudden loud sounds. Seriously, they hurt me from the inside out. I won’t even pop a balloon. Worse than that are fireworks. I love watching them, but not hearing them.


A Salute to Campers

There are designations used to denote time to help keep historical events in perspective. There is B.C., B.C.E., and A.D. In the beginning of attempting to label events in historical time perspectives, people counted years by such things as Greek festivals or Roman emperors. Old Testament scripture alludes to this practice (e.g., “In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the LORD . . .: Isaiah 6:1 KJV). As people converted to Christianity in the New Testament era, they wanted to count their years by Christian events.

Election Day is Approaching!

Election time is coming! And June 23rd is that special day for two cities in Union County. The city of Maynardville will be electing three officers to the city council, and the city of Plainview will be casting ballots for the Mayor’s office and two Alderman seats. On Election day, opening time is 9:00am, and all polls will close at 8:00pm. (For those unable to vote or over the age of 60, please remember the availability of absentee voting, now more accessible for those affected by Covid-19.)

Fishing for Bluegill

Bluegill are a fun fish to catch and eat. They will bite at almost anything, are fierce fighters when hooked, and offer meat with a slightly sweet taste. Most folks started their love for fishing as kids fishing for bluegill with a can of worms. They are easy to catch, but here are a few tips for getting a good stringer of bluegill for supper.

Momma Battle

It was a warm summer day in 1993 and Tim was working in the yard. By the way, he’s one of these people who takes his yard work very seriously. As soon as the grass begins to grow, he’s ready to mow it.

When he uses the weed-eater, he wears long pants. This day he had been in and out of the house quite a bit for cold drinks. Unfortunately, there was a stow-away clinging onto his yard pants.



I would venture that most people at present agree that the world’s condition is troublesome. There is a lot with which to be concerned, though not everyone’s concerns are in agreement. It seems to become harder and harder with each passing day to agreeably disagree with our friends and acquaintances.

But there is comfort in those things that do not change. I am by nature a traditionalist, and I have little (in some cases, no) patience for change. Unfortunately for those like me, it seems everything changes. Yet there is comfort in those things that stay the same.

Grandparetns Grow Happy Hearts

Mamaw and Papaw. Granny and Pops. Mams and Paps. Grandma and Grandpa. Nan and Pop. They are all something very special, something that cannot be compared. They are memory makers of the best times, and the hardest. They know which heart strings to pull and when someone they love needs a little extra care.

The Effects Of Covid-19: Small Businesses

Covid-19. Coronavirus. The Rona. All are names of the virus that has swept the United States these last few months, the same virus that has drastically changed life for almost every person in the world. Anyone who watches the news, reads a news-feed, or listens to news-talk radio has an idea of what’s going on in our government (at least what they’re telling us). But what is really going on? How are things on the home front? How has this virus, and the resulting quarantine and social distance regulations, affected those here in Union County?

Farmers, Apply Now for Financial Assistance with USDA

Farmers and Ranchers Can Now Apply for Financial Assistance through USDA’s Coronavirus Food Assistance Program

Online Tools and Toll-Free Number Available to Assist Producers

Are you a livestock producer whose operation has been directly impacted by the coronavirus pandemic? The Coronavirus Food Assistance Program provides direct relief to producers who faced price declines and additional marketing costs due to COVID-19.

Another Favorite Gone for 2020

We’re all saddened these days when we hear that many of the events we love are having to cancel for 2020 due to Covid-19. One more beloved Knoxville tradition will not make an appearance this year.

The Tennessee Valley Fair will not be held again until 2021.

“It is with great sadness that we announce that the 2020 fair, scheduled to be held September 11-20, will not be taking place,” the Tennessee Valley Fair Executive Committee stated in a press release June 8.

Food Preservation: Canning

Hopefully we are past the final frost and all the rain and warmth will lead to an abundance in the garden this year. So how can we maximize our gardens? Food Preservation in the form of freezing, canning, and drying. This is article 2 of 4, where we will discuss canning. Freezing is a cheap, easy way to preserve foods where bacteria growth is stopped and items last longer. However, preserving foods by freezing is limited by freezer space. So how else can we stop bacteria growth without a freezer? Canning!

Chiropractic care for back pain

Among people seeking back pain relief alternatives, most choose chiropractic treatment. About 22 million Americans visit chiropractors annually. Of these, 7.7 million, or 35%, are seeking relief from back pain from various causes, including accidents, sports injuries, and muscle strains. Other complaints include pain in the neck, arms, and legs, and headaches.

What Is Chiropractic Care?

Dear OIe Dad

Dad has it figured out
How the country should be run
He tells us every day
The right way to be done.

That's okay in politics
He has his own opinion
But please call someone else if
That's gas you hear a-fizzing.

Fixing things around the house
Is not his cup of tea.
He made the lights go out again
TIme to call KUB.


The Answer in Poetry

When my only half-brother on my mother’s side passed away, he told his wife he wanted me to have his books. I received quite a few, but there was one in particular that his last spouse favored and made sure to keep for herself. I hope that book has brought her much peace and joy throughout the almost ensuing decade following his departure. It is not I who will go to the grave knowing I failed to fill one of my dying spouse’s last wishes, and I certainly don’t miss what I never had.

Walking in the Snow

Who hasn’t heard the difficult or traumatic stories of family members as they were growing up? Usually I received them when I complained about something:

“The power’s off. I can’t watch TV.”

“It’s raining outside and I can’t ride my bike.”

You get the idea.

That’s when my Mamaw Jo felt the need to tell me about her childhood difficulties. The one I heard the most was: “I had to walk to school for miles in the blinding snow.”

The Wilderness of Night

When was the last time you left the comforting lights of your home or campfire and stepped into the darkness? Familiar places take on a mysterious look. Colors vanish and the world closes in as your view becomes limited. You begin to depend more on your ears as your eyes fail. It can be a little spooky, and yet adventurous. Ever since that first campfire man has become addicted to light. We don't feel comfortable outside of the illumination of electric lights, flashlights, or fire. The darkness has become a foreign, forbidding place.

Sometimes Newer is not Always Better

A picture of the old FrontPage 2003 which Microsoft quit supporting in 2006.

Earlier this year, I did something I had said I was going to do for a long time—see if anyone—absolutely anyone—among web hosts supported FrontPage.

I can hear the tech folks out there right now, laughing their heads off. Still, I was serious. When my, then, current web host quit the FrontPage extensions some years back, they suggested I use FTP. I used one for a few years, even while the web host was pushing me to switch to Word Press. Finally, even the FTP (file transfer protocol) quit moving my update successfully.

Pinto Beans Ole

A few days ago I heard on TV that beans could become the new meat if meat prices continue to climb because of the virus. I hope not. But if you would like to prepare for that sad day here is a meatless recipe for you. You can eat it as an entree or make a wrap out of it with a flour tortilla, some shredded lettuce and a sprinkle of shredded cheese. Try it and see what you think.

Retirement of Coach Kerr

Union County High School’s Coach Larry Kerr is planning to step down from the head coach position of the Patriot Football team. While many would think this may shock the players or rock their world, the players would disagree. They have been expecting this and know what’s in store for them in the future.

Postmenopause vitamin d deficiency associated with disc Degeneration and lower back pain

Lumbar disc degeneration and resulting lower back pain become greater concerns with age and disproportionately affect women over men, likely as a result of decreasing estrogen levels during menopause. A new study demonstrates that vitamin D deficiency, smoking, high body mass index (BMI), and osteoporosis are risk factors for greater back pain.

The Pole Cat Incident

“Get her back inside! Get her back inside!” Tim and Sara screamed at the same time.
As usual, I had just let Pobby out the basement door and into the back yard one last time before we went to bed. By the way, Pobby was our dog that chewed on my Bible in my story/article “Eating the Word.”

“If It Was Raining Pitchforks . . .”

A few days ago Becky Ogle, who works for the Union County Schools Technology Department, gave me a gift of appreciation. It was a yellow mug bearing the school system’s logo, and it contained a few goodies in it (ink pen, note pad, a 3-in-1 “phone buddy”). Becky said the cup would turn orange if I filled it with a cool drink and ice cubes. She gave me two, one for me and one for my Administrative Assistant, Angela Henderlight. Each cup had a raffle ticket, and a drawing was to be held I read a post on Facebook a few days later.


Summer Jam at Luttrell Community Park July 25, at 115 Park Road Luttrell.

Saturday, July 25, 2020 - 12:00
Summer Jam

Summer Jam at Luttrell Community Park July 25, at 115 Park Road Luttrell.
Time: 12.00-6:00pm with an auction at 5:00 pm
Several Groups will be there such as; Spirit Filled, Faithful Promise, Janda Bozeman, Higher Calling, Wade Brantley,
New Friendship Youth Choir, Roy Poole, Wayne Carpenter, Teresa & Lecole Cooke, (8 yr. old) Parker Williams,
and Michael Bailey.
A concession will be there, come out and enjoy the day. Proceeds from Auction will go to Morristown Church of God.

For more information contact Michael Bailey at 865-455-2069

UCBPA Meeting

Wednesday, August 12, 2020 - 12:00

Reconnect with other business owners and professionals who want Union County to prosper. Plan to attend the UCBPA meeting at a NEW Date & Place: Wednesday, August 12, Noon at Pete’s Place. Mailing address PO Box 696 Maynardville, TN 37807

Speaker: Mayor Jason Bailey
Topic: Growing Union County in a Pandemic
Lunch: $10.00
BPA Scholarship recipients recognized
New Calendar of Events shared
Adjourn by 1:00


Eddie Branum

Eddie Cline Branum – age 64 of Maynardville, passed away suddenly July 3, 2020. He was a loving daddy, son, brother, papaw and uncle. Eddie was an accomplished musician and loved playing drums and singing with his brother Steve and The Branum Brothers Band. He loved riding his Harleys with the Ole Geezers Trike Gang and loved cruising in his ’39 coupe. Eddie loved family get togethers and spending time with his family. He loved his children and grandchildren. They brought a smile to his face and was so proud to be called Daddy and Papaw. He will be missed by all that knew him.

Beulah Mae Cook

Beulah Mae (Clark) Cook-age 90 of Sharps Chapel went peacefully to be with the Lord, Saturday morning, July 4, 2020 at her home. She was preceded in death by parents, Bruce and Hallie (Ray) Clark; brothers, Roy, Milas and Dewey Clark; sisters, Trula Miller, Nell Russell and Lurtie Brewer.

Curtis Glen Ridenour, Sr.

Curtis Glen “Rowdy” Ridenour, Sr.-age 65 of Maynardville passed away Saturday morning, July 4, 2020 at his home after a long hard battle with cancer. He was of the Baptist faith. Preceded in death by parents, William and Adna Welch Ridenour, sisters, Shelby Stiner, Diane and Cynthia Ridenour.
urvivors: wife of 36 years, Cathy Lawson Ridenour; daughters, Hope and Jessica; sons, Curtis Jr. and Kendall. He will be forever in our hearts and sadly missed by family and friends.

Dola Jeanette Hoskins

Dola Jeanette Hoskins - age 78 of Hiram, GA, formerly of Knoxville passed away Thursday, July 2, 2020 at the Tranquility Hospice Facility in Austell, GA. She was born on December 15, 1941 in Middlesboro, KY. Her parents were the late Elijah Martin and Rossie Catherine Barnett. She was preceded in death by her husband of 54 years, Elder Phillip Hoskins; 4 brothers - Estil Barnett, Leon Barnett, Bobbie Barnett, and Delano Barnett; and 3 sisters - Bernell Sorrell, Ola Mae Campbell, and Elvina Kelly.

Dovie C. Smith

Dovie C. Smith-age 74 of Maynardville passed away Sunday morning, June 28, 2020 at her home surrounded by her family. She was a member of Pennington Chapel Baptist Church. She was a retired manager of IHOP Restaurant with 27 years of service. Preceded in death by husband, Sam Smith; mother, Roberta Bailey Cox; father, Porter Cox; infant son, James Jessie Smith; son-in-law, Ralph Grissom; brothers, Charlie Cox, Joe Cox.

Edward H. "Strawberry" Archer

Edward H. “Strawberry” Archer, age 91, life-long resident of Union County. He passed away Wednesday, June 24, 2020 (born May 24,1929). He was a member of Milan Baptist Church. He retired from Sanford Day Iron Works/Marmon Transportive and spent his retired years farming and serving the community as a dedicated Union county resident. He was the Union and Campbell counties Republican Party Chairman and, along with his wife Barbara (Bobbie) Archer, managed the Paulette community building for many years. He also served as a member of various Union County boards.

Rev. Dr. William Richard Vick

Rev. Dr. Richard Vick-age 86 of Ruskin, Florida, formerly of Maynardville passed away 4:15 P.M. Monday, June 22, 2020 at Life Path Hospice in Florida. He was born February 13, 1934 the son of the late Homer and Lena (Hall) Vick. Preceded in death by wife of 47 years, Dr. Joyce Gaye (Pickens) Vick; grandchildren, Amy, Kathryn and Levi. He was a U. S. Navy Veteran of the Korean War serving October, 1951-January, 1955.

Jennifer A. Jones

Jennifer A. Jones, age 44, of South Knoxville, passed away suddenly June 23, 2020 at UT Medical Center. She loved to camp, read, and all types of music. Jennifer was preceded in death by father, Michael Harmon, and sister, Melissa Harmon. Survivors include husband, David Jones, daughters, Caitlyn Summers and Kristen Watson, mother, Rebecca Harmon, and sister, Angie Lampkin. The family will receive friends 5-7 pm Friday, July 3, 2020 at Mynatt Funeral Home Fountain City Chapel. A Celebration of Life service will follow at 7 pm with Rev. Mike Segars officiating.

Karen L. Wyrick

Karen Louise (Jerome) Wyrick-age 63 of Andersonville left this life peacefully on Tuesday afternoon, June 23, 2020 at home and in the presence of her family. Born to Elizabeth “Betty” (White) Jerome on October 19, 1956, Karen grew up in many places, but made her final home in East Tennessee. Shortly after moving here at the age of 16, she found the love of her life, marrying the luckiest man in the world, Steven John Wyrick on February 24, 1979.

Deanna C. Farley

Deanna C. Farley age 44 of Maynardville passed away on June 17, 2020.

She was preceded in death by spouse Randy Sparks and her grandparents.

She is survived by parents Elmer and Tina Shoemaker, and Jerry Downey; children Dylan (Ammie) Sparks, Eddie (Chasity) Burton, Tina Humphrey and Brandon Sparks; grandchildren Abel, Cora and Jace; brother Timmy (Cecilia) Shoemaker; sister Sherry (Brian) Potter.

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