It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere you go. Weather it be driving down Maynardville Hwy and seeing the snowflakes hanging from the light poles or walking through Walmart and seeing the section of lite up Christmas trees and inflatable yard decorations down the aisle.
On December 12 at 2:30 Maynardville Hwy will be filled with fire trucks, church floats, and joyfully smiling young children as they see the Christmas holiday brining the community together through the annual Union County Christmas Parade that is sponsored by the Union County Rescue Squad.
As I write, it is the peak for fall colors in Union County and the surrounding area. This sun-filled weekend has in particular been glorious. Driving to church with the light filtering through the changing colors was like being surrounded by natural stained glass fashioned by God himself.
Fall has always been my very favorite season of the year. Not only are the turning leaves beautiful and the season mellow, it is a time to meditate about how nature foretells the life cycle. While spring is a rebirth and summer the peak of life, fall notes the last breath of life in beautiful color before the dearth of winter. Fall is also a time to reflect on the accomplishments or lacking of the first half of the year, a time to make preparation for the cold of winter while waiting for the next rebirth.
The recent death of a friend gave me pause to think back to the summers of my younger days. For several summers during my high school and undergraduate college years I worked for Union County’s Summer Youth Program. Union County School Board Member Esco Vaughn directed the program in Union County. I remember it always being a fun time, a great way to earn a few dollars and make some new friends.
The first summer I worked I was assigned to the Union County Senior Citizens Center, then directed by Dottie D. Ousley. My crew’s particular assignment that year was to paint the entire interior of the center, bathrooms included. We used a lot of tape and wet cloths, but we managed to have a lot of fun and get acquainted with several of the senior citizens (I remember in particular Kelly Adkins, B. D. and Maude Haynes, Versa Capps, Pauline Smith, Anna Lewis, Harlan “Ben” and Kathleen Bennett, Ms. Laura Proffitt and her daughter Grace, Vergie Brantley, so many others). Believe it or not, our crew even managed to get more of the paint on the walls than on ourselves or the floors. We were slow—it took us six weeks to paint the entire center, but Ms. Ousley was so pleased that she had Jean Richardson Neely, who also worked at the center, take our crew to the old Duff’s Smorgasbord for the all-you-can-eat buffet. What a treat that was!
There was another summer that I worked for Esco Vaughn in his “office”, located in the high school office. I think that was the summer following my freshman year at LMU. I was particularly happy to go to work that summer, for I was paired with a gorgeous blonde, a fellow graduate of the Horace Maynard High School Class of 1983. One of the friends I made who worked on the high school crew (and of whom I will speak more below) intimated to me in the “guy” language of the time that I could develop a relationship with the blond if I wanted to (trust me, he worded it much plainer and cruder). Oh, yes, the temptation, even if imagined, was sweet, but I had a college sweetheart to whom I planned to remain faithful. Unfortunately, the college sweetie didn’t work nearly as hard at being faithful to Yours Truly, so perhaps I did miss a golden opportunity. My favorite memory of my blond fellow graduate from that summer was her singing to me exclusively the entirety of Tammy Wynette’s “D I V O R C E”. There are not many other things in this life that have caused my heart to melt like that blond singing that song just for me!
I remember another summer when I was assigned to the Senior Citizen’s Center, again to paint the entire facility. This time I was assigned with a crew of three others, two girls and another fellow. The fellow was one of those types who was high on the charm but not so much work ethic. Ol’ “LG” practically slapped the paint to the walls and any other surface available (even if it wasn’t supposed to be painted). I spent that summer following L.G. with a wet cloth and a mop. I didn’t hardly touch a brush or roller that year, other than to catch the slops and drips before they could harden on the wall. Whereas the first summer it took six weeks to paint the center, we were through in two weeks this time around. Ms. Dottie was not as happy with our crew this year, so we were reassigned to the high school for the remainder.
I wound up back in Esco Vaughn’s office, but I did get to interact with the high school crew. Mark Roberts was principal at the time, and he was having the high school crew take up the old dark green hallway tile that was original to the school some thirty-five or so years before. I don’t know what the tool was called, but it was a kind of scraper on a long pole (I think custodians usually used it to scrape gum from the floors). The roof of the old high school (the present middle school) leaked more often than not, and the tile’s glue had loosened from the floor. All of us got our chance to take the tool and run it up under a tile. It was really fun, especially when we made a sport of seeing who could tear up the most tyle in a single run. There was no prize, just the thrill of victory. No one expressed the least concern that we were working barehanded in asbestos without a mask to keep us from breathing the black dust that swirled all around us.
A most memorable event happened one afternoon. I was working in Esco’s office, and the high school boys’ crew had been assigned to clean the fence row in front of the cafeteria. Esco announced to those of us working in his office that he would be out of the rest of the day. About thirty minutes before the work day ended some of the boys came and told me that one of the fellows was drunk (this is the same one who advised me earlier about my chances with the blond). “LG” and I went down to see what was up, and we met two boys leading our drunken employee through the front doors.
I went up and said, “G”, what’s wrong with you?”
“I found me some beer in that ---- gully down there,” he replied.
I asked, “You didn’t drink it, did you G?”
Drunk though he obviously was, he looked at me and his mouth fell open. “---- right, I drunk it!”
The best I remember, it seems that during lunch the high school boys’ work crew managed to use some of their hard earned money to purchase a fair quantity of beer. To help themselves with the ordeal of having to clean that overgrown fence row on that hot summer day, they comforted themselves with the spirits. G either was not good at holding his beer or imbibed more than his fair share, as he was the only boy that was noticeably intoxicated.
LG and I each took one of G’s arms over a shoulder and led G up the hall. He kept talking about nonsensical things. At this point I am reminded of the time I watched a movie about Tammy Wynette. Tammy had just gone through a traumatic career and marital separation from George Jones. At her first solo appearance, the audience kept hollering, “Where’s George?” One of Tammy’s band members stepped to the mic and said, “We don’t know where George is. ----, George don’t know where George is!”
At this point I’m not sure that G knew any more about his whereabouts than did
George, though he had enough lucidity left to say, “Boy’s, where’s Esco? Don’t let Esco see me.” We painfully walked G the long way back to the office, making all attempts to avoid the absent Esco. G suddenly stopped right in the middle of the hall, patted both me and LG on our burdened shoulders (G was a good-sized boy!) and breathed into our faces, “You know what? You two boys is the best ---- boys they is.”
We finally got G to the office where he sprawled out over the counter. The next morning Esco received a visit from G’s dad who wanted to know how he sent his boy to work sober and got him back home that afternoon drunk. I never did know exactly how Esco managed to handle that one.
Ah, the pleasant days of the Summer Youth Program. All the senior citizens mentioned above, Esco, and some of my coworkers are deceased. I haven’t seen most of the co-workers I remember from the program since. Yet in the shelves of my mind I am only a thought away from the feel of those carefree days and the camaraderie of young friends filled with hope for the future.
I part with a few thoughts from the email world:
To some folks, "drink responsibly" means don't spill it.
The Hennessy Liquor inventor died at 98.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth,
think of Algebra.
"You can only be young once, but you can always be immature.”
– Louisiana Sen. John Kennedy
"He uses statistics as a drunken man uses lamp-posts...
for support rather than illumination."
-Andrew Lang (1844-1912)
The Number One Thing That You Will Never Hear a Southern Boy Say:
Nope, no more beer for me. I'm driving a whole busload of us down
to help in the Temperance Society Campaign.
It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere you go. Weather it be driving down Maynardville Hwy and seeing the snowflakes hanging from the light poles or walking through Walmart and seeing the section of lite up Christmas trees and inflatable yard decorations down the aisle.
Ideas from UT Extension for Holiday Shopping Amid Pandemic Delays
KNOXVILLE, Tenn. — The 2021 holiday season is set to be different from previous years and will present unique challenges when compared to past holidays. To assist consumers, University of Tennessee Extension consumer economics specialist Christopher Sneed provides tips and ideas to remove the hassle from the holiday shopping.
Shoveling is a very physical activity that is comparable to lifting heaving weights repeatedly and quickly. As with any exercise, it’s important to begin with a five-to-10 minute warm-up. Try taking a brief walk or marching in place to get your body ready for the physical strain. Also, try adding arm movements and stretching your back to warm up the upper body.
Here are a few more tips to help you stay healthy during shoveling season:
Each fall since 2012, with the exception of 2013, I have taught an adjunct course for Walters State Community College. The first year I taught a writing course, but the Tennessee Board of Regents changed the criteria, and I am no longer qualified to teach writing at the community college level. It seems almost ironic that I could write a dissertation for a doctoral program, the equivalent of a publishable research book, and not be qualified to teach writing to a college freshman.
Consumer costs on many items are increasing right now, and the price tag on this year’s Thanksgiving meal is no exception. Financial experts from the University of Tennessee Institute of Agriculture have information for consumers about this trend and advice for stretching holiday meal budgets.
Your feet are the foundation of your body. As such, they are subject to considerable
pressure with each of the hundreds of steps you take every day. When they are working
properly, it helps keep everything above them in proper line. So treat them right! here are
some things to consider when buying shoes:
Once upon a time, there was a turkey named Purkey who loved to dance. While the other turkeys ate and gobbled, she frolicked around the barnyard.
“How silly you are Purkey! Gooble. Gobble.” They teased her, but she didn’t care. Purkey kept on dancing. It made her happy.
Soon the leaves turned vivid colors and fell off the trees. The wind blew with coolness. Purkey didn’t care because she was too busy dancing. Then one day the farmer walked into the barnyard with something in his hand. Purkey couldn’t tell what it was and she didn’t care.
Imagine it, you walk in the shop and the first thing that greets you is the smell of freshly brewed coffee as you run in for quick cup of joe before the day begins.
Weather it be the thing that you cannot start the day without or the thing that is continually brewed all day, many of us enjoy the rich flavors and aroma of coffee.
Ever since the early humans learned to walk upright, they have suffered, as an unfortunate consequence of their erect posture, from low back pain. Modern understanding on this matter dictates that low back pain, in particular, is caused due to a postural instability resulting from poor “proprioception,” which is a term for the perception of part of our body’s own position in space. In fact, our trunk and lower legs are key to maintaining postural stability due to the presence of “proprioceptors” — sensory receptors responding to position and movement — in those areas.
Sara was so excited. Her friend Skippy was coming over to play. We were all expecting to have a fun evening, but when Skippy and his family arrived, things quickly changed.
“We’ve got a big problem!” Those were the first word’s out of Skippy’s mother’s mouth as she walked through the front door. My first thought was that Skippy had thrown up in their car. Or worse, on our front porch. Unfortunately, for him and us, it wasn’t that simple. Then she said, “He has a Lite Brite bulb stuck up his nose!”
A former teacher recently gave me several boxes of books and the promise of more to come. Last Sunday was my fifth Sunday to volunteer at the Union County Historical and Genealogical Museum. I was alone for those four hours (it was no surprise to me that I had no visitors on Halloween Sunday), so I used the opportunity to become familiar with my newly acquired old books.
Apple pie. Apple pie. Custardly, creamy apple pie. Only a few apples in the fridge? All this pie takes is three pie apples. Then it only takes a pie shell. If you have some dough in the freezer left over from your last baking bash, rescue those apples and make this pie. If there is not quite enough apples, that's ok. Maybe throw in a few raisins. Notice that there is no cinnamon in this apple pie.
One of my favorite songs is an old bar song. It is amazing how many people know that old ditty. Religious folk know it, too. That surprised me at first. It shouldn’t have. Not everyone has a religious conversion as a child. Some, like me, find our Lord at a later age.
I delight in humming a few bars to see what reaction I get. The change is immediate if it has been part of their youth. The song was a staple on all neighborhood bar jute boxes. At least in the area where I grew up
Bird watching is a favorite pastime for many nature lovers, but it’s often hard to find time to get out and see them. You can enjoy them at home by setting up a feeding station or two. This will also give you the added satisfaction while helping the birds through severe weather, especially extreme cold and snow. Before you begin feeding, keep in mind that once you begin winter feeding, you need to keep it up regularly. The birds become dependent on you, rather than natural sources, and it may prove a great hardship for them if you suddenly stop.
Robbie and Gail Corum welcomed the 16 counties of East Tennessee Regional Leadership Association (ETRLA) to Union County recently for Agriculture Day.
Presentations and tours included Tater Valley Nursery and Century Farm, Mayor Jason Bailey, UCHS Career & Technical Education, Union County Farmers Market, Union County Soil Conservation, and UT Extension Union County.
Union County Commission rejected a proposal developed by the Election Commission and reviewed by the Redistricting Committee.
The proposal would have reduced the 19 percent out of compliance to being in compliance of 10 percent or less variation for district representation.
Union County Schools invites parents, guardians and community stakeholders to a Districtwide Parent and Community Involvement Meeting on Wednesday, November 3, beginning at 5 p.m. at the the Family Resource Center and Technology building behind Maynardville Elementary School playground. Parking is in front of the building.
By Shannon DeWitt
The Master Beef Producer Program is an extensive educational program developed to provide information to assist you and other Tennessee cow-calf producers in improving the profitability of your cow-calf operations. The classes provide opportunities to gain knowledge in current beef cattle management practices that are important to the profitability and sustainability of the industry.
By Ashley Mike
The Annual Union County 4-H Chick Chain Show and Sale was held at the new location of Jones Farm and Livestock this year. With a great success at this location we want to thank owner and 4-H supporter Trevor Jones for offering us this opportunity.
What could be more fun for students than spending a day experiencing Ag in the Classroom activities? During the Annual Union County Farm Day on October 27, the Farm Bureau brought farm lessons to the students at Sharps Chapel Elementary.
With aging comes a tendency for the head and the neck to shift forward from the shoulders. Over time, this tendency will make the upper back more rounded and noticeable. This area of the back is sometimes referred to as the “hump pad,” and it’s a result of the body depositing fat over the newly exposed area. more technically it’s known as an upper thoracic hump, a reference to the thoracic part of the spine.
The Union County Heritage Festival Art Show on October 2 had nearly 100 entries. Betty Bullen and her staff welcomed numerous artists and tourists to Union County.
Nearly 3,000 visitors answered the Union County Heritage Festival invitation to “Take a Country Road” to historic Maynardville, the cradle of country music, for the 16th annual event on October 2.
1 Peter 3:19 By which also he went and preached unto the spirits in prison.
Today we have a lot of misunderstanding regarding what Peter is trying to communicate in the above verse. I once heard a prominent TV preacher theorize from this scripture that Jesus Spirit while he was in the grave literally entered into hell (the under-world, Hades, Limbo, Purgatory, an intermediate place for the lost, choose your own noun) to give a second chance at redemption to those people long dead.
“Houston, we have a problem!”
Country Connections by James and Ellen Perry
Sitting on the porch this mid-October afternoon the leaves turning to their glorious fall colors, the afternoon sun throwing dark shadows from the hickories, oaks, black gums and dogwoods in my yard brings back memories of this time of the year in the early 1950s.
I should have known better, but I let the image in my mind get the best of me.
Jaimie was one of the few girls I played with while growing up. I don’t remember how old I was exactly when I got to spend the night with her. I may have been around nine years old. Anyway, I was so excited for my little adventure. That is until supper that evening.
Her mother had fixed a roast with veggies. I have always loved roasts, so I was ready to dig in until her dad sat down at the table. The first thing he said was, “That’s a possum I caught.” Yep, he was pointing to the roast.
Big Ridge State Park had a record year last year in visitation despite being closed for about a month in the spring.
This summer was another record year for Big Ridge as it was for all parks across the nation. As the season winds down the staff here at Big Ridge can finally take a deep breath.
Everyone that works at Big Ridge deserves a great big shout out for their hard work the last couple of years. We truly have a great team working together.
For Molly, she had looking forward to going to Papaw’s garden
She and her brother Johnny each get to pick out a pumpkin
Johnny looked at the large ones, but kicked the small ones away
Molly knew her pumpkin had to be special, so she closed her eyes to pray
She asked God to send her the perfect one to use
Something hit her foot, which sent mud on her shoes
It was a little pumpkin that Johnny had left behind
Molly picked it up and ran her hand over the rind
Starting your day the right way can give your body a little boost as it prepares for the activity that’s ahead of it, Whether that be work or play. here are some tips:
When you get out of bed, greet the day with some stretching. There are lots of different stretches, but try this: stretch your arms above your head and hold for 10 seconds and feel your spine straighten out. Put your hands on your hips and rotate gently at the waist. Hold for 10 seconds to the right, and then 10 seconds to the left.
It was the summer of 1983. I had just graduated from Union County High School and was waiting to begin attending Lincoln Memorial University in the fall. I knew that I would be living on campus and that I would have a roommate. The college sent me his name, but nothing else. Of course I was somewhat apprehensive about having to live in such close quarters with a total stranger. My concern was greatly alleviated when my future roommate wrote me a letter more or less introducing himself to me. What a difference a letter can make!
By: Steve Roark
Volunteer Interpreter, Cumberland Gap National Historical Park
Spiders have been stereotyped as being dangerous and the natural tendency is to squash them before taking time to consider how beneficial and interesting they are. Their most unique talent is producing silk and spinning it into webs to catch prey.
NASHVILLE, Tenn. – Tennessee Secretary of State Tre Hargett and State Coordinator of Elections Mark Goins recognize Administrators of Elections from Clay, Union and Washington counties for recently passing the state Certification Exam for Administrators of Elections.
The newly certified election administrators are:
October holds the precedent for the year for the Union County Farm Bureau as the Board of Directors holds the Annual Meeting each fall. This year, amongst a board room daunted with beautiful autumn colored tables and décor, friends and members gathered to recap the year and look forward to a good kickoff to the next.
There are certain days from your childhood that you never forget. For me, it was a Saturday morning when I was five years old. Every ten minutes, I ran to the backdoor and stood on the top step. From there, I could see all the way down to the bridge that spanned Bull Run Creek.
What was I so anxious about? The piano my parents had bought was to be delivered that morning. My mother has always loved music and she knew of its importance, so she made sure we had one. For years, my parents made a payment on it every month.
The hallmark of chiropractic treatment is the spinal adjustment, a manipulation of the vertebrae — the individual bones that make up the spine. The purpose of the adjustment is to make sure those bones, through which the spinal cord stretches, are properly aligned. That’s important because the nerves that carry information from the brain to various parts of the body emanate from the spine, and reach out between the vertebrae.
On Friday, September 24, District Attorney General Jared Effler and staff, in partnership with the Children’s Centers of the 8th Judicial District, hosted the Sixth Annual Clays for Children Sporting Clays Tournament at Chilhowee Sportsman’s Club in Maryville. The purpose of this event was to raise money to support the children’s centers of the 8th Judicial District, comprised of Campbell, Claiborne, Fentress, Scott, and Union counties.
Nothing in this world lasts forever. I offer a personal example. In 2009 I had my basement waterproofed. The sump pump came with a lifetime guarantee of free replacement if it malfunctioned. Just this past Thursday the dreaded malfunction came after twelve years. The basement again flooded. The company is going to honor its warranty and replace the pump free of charge, though I will have to pay the service fee, of course.
Glen Edwin Hughett-age 77 of Rockford passed away Friday morning, November 26, 2021 at his home. He was a member of South Knoxville Baptist Church. He was a retired employee of ALCOA with 35 years of service. He was also a U. S. Army Veteran. Preceded in death by parents, Elmer and Margaret Hughett; brother, Donnie Hughett; nephew, Chris Rouse.
Survivors: wife of 55 years, Helen (Bays) Hughett of Rockford; sister, Helen Rouse and husband, Robert of Alcoa; brothers, Ronnie Hughett, Steve Hughett and Jack Hughett, Several nieces and nephews.
Patsy Ann Paul- Age 77, of Luttrell, TN went home to be with the Lord on Tuesday, November 24, 2021, surrounded by her loving family. Patsy was of the Baptist faith.
Proceeded in death by parents, David and Betty Cooper. Survived by her husband of 52 years, Kenneth Paul; uncle, Leroy Godfrey; special niece, Sabrina Carver and family; sisters in law, Janet, Jean, Glenna and Pat; special caretakers, Diana and Angie; and a host of family and friends.
Carl David (Peanut) Frye-age 70 of Washburn passed away Monday, November 22, 2021 at Select Specialty Hospital North. He was a member of Central View American Christian Church. Preceded in death by parents, Carl Jack and Nancy Juanita Frye; great-grandchild, Remington Cox; brother-in-law, Clarence Oliver.
Survivors: wife of 45 years, Diane Frye; daughter Melissa Mahan and husband, Clyde; two grandchildren, Cassandra Cox and husband, Justin; Whitney Mahan; two great-grandchildren, Grace Cox and Oaklee Cox. brother, Randy Frye; sister, Brenda Oliver, all of Washburn.
Lonnie Ray “ToeJoe” Collins age 67 of Washburn passed away Monday, November 22, 2021 at U. T. Medical Center. He was a member of Blaine’s Chapel Missionary Baptist Church and was a retired truck driver for C & W Trailers. He is proceeded in death by parents, Herbert and Zola Collins; son, William “Leon” Collins; several brothers and sisters.
Hazel Marie Ramsey-83 of Blaine passed away Sunday afternoon, November 21, 2021 at U. T. Medical Center. She was a member of Indian Ridge Baptist Church. She was the owner/operator of the E-Z Mart in Blaine for over 20 years. She was a graduate of Rutledge High School. Preceded in death by parents, Jack and Edith Jennings; husband, Dean Ramsey; son, Jock Ramsey; sister, Ethel Evans.
Survivors: daughter, Julie Ramsey of Blaine; several nieces, nephews and a host of friends.
Jennifer Marie Weaver-age 51 of Knoxville passed away Sunday, November 21, 2021 at Parkwest Medical Center after a brief illness. She received her Masters Degree from the University of Tennessee and was employed by the Tennessee Department of Children Services for the past 16 years. She had an infectious laugh and a love for children. She will truly be missed by everyone and always be remembered as a selfless and giving person.
Donald Johnson – age 68 of Washburn, went to be with the Lord, Thursday, November 18, 2021. He passed peacefully in his home surrounded by those he loved. Donnie was a member of Oak Grove Missionary Baptist Church and was a lover of life. With never anything but a smile, his positivity was infectious. He had a love for travel and fishing. He believed life should never be too serious and he forever told jokes. Donnie cherished every moment spent with his family and he will be missed dearly.
Sallie Jane Ruth-age 92 of Luttrell, born March 10, 1929 passed away Thursday, November 18, 2021 at Fort Sanders Regional Medical Center. She was a member of Cedar Ford Baptist Church. Preceded in death by husband, J. P. Ruth; parents, Mae and Herbert Wolfenbarger; sister, Juanita (Ray) Kitts, brothers, Charles, Floyd and Raymond Wolfenbarger; special friend, Melba Lawson.
Jewell M. (Cole) Edwards-age 81 of Sharps Chapel passed away Monday, November 15, 2021 at Claiborne Medical Center. Jewell was a 1957 graduate of Horace Maynard High School and was the Valedictorian of her class. She worked with her father for many years running the Woodrow Cole Store in Sharps Chapel and was a retired employee of DeBusk Industries, Maynardville. Jewell was a loving mother, grandmother, sister and a friend to all. Preceded in death by parents, Woodrow and Hettie (Cox) Cole; son, John Martin Edwards; grandson, James Adam Edwards.
Charlette (Hunter) Rollins-age 63 of Luttrell, born August 1, 1958 passed away Wednesday, November 10, 2021 at Select Specialty Hospital of Fort Sanders. Preceded in death by husband, Bill Rollins; parents, William (Ott) and Ida Mae Hunter; brother, Clarence Hunter; grandsons, Daron Coffey and Charlie Atkins.
Josh Shoffner-age 39 of New Tazewell, formerly of Sharps Chapel, born November 3, 1982 passed away Tuesday, November 9, 2021 at his home. Josh was saved at a young age at home and was a member of Chinquapin Baptist Church. Preceded in death by brother, Jerry Carpenter; sister, Lisa Russell; grandparents, John and Gracie Shoffner, Clarence and Tennie Mabe.
Survivors: wife, Casey Earls; children, Damien, Alex and Christopher Young, Ellie Dula; parents, Bobby and Judy Kay Shoffner; brother, Bobby Joe Shoffner, Jr. a host of other relatives and friends.
Fred Austin Thomas – age 55 of Maynardville, passed away after a short illness November 9, 2021 at North Knox Medical Center. He was a member of Westside Baptist Church. He was a staunch Republican who loved the outdoors and spending time with his grandchildren. If you ever needed a laugh, he was always there with a joke and could brighten anyone’s day with his sense of humor. He will truly be missed by everyone and always be remembered as the loving, giving man he was.
Elsie Fern (Needham) Tharp-age 89 of Luttrell gained her Heavenly Wings Tuesday, November 9, 2021 at her home. Fern was Godly woman and now she has her reward. She was a member of Mt. Eager Baptist Church. Fern is preceded in death by her husband, Harley Lloyd Tharp; daughter, Kimberly Tharp; parents, Basil and Mossie (Boles) Needham; brothers, Boyd, Gene, Billy and Duane Needham; sisters, Stellmo McCormick, Jackie, Rita and Betty Needham.
Andy Clayton Holloway-age 61 of Sharps Chapel passed away Thursday, November 4, 2021. He was an Honorably Discharged U. S. Army Veteran. He was Owner/Operator of his own Tree Trimming Service in Kokomo, Indiana. Preceded in death by wife, Marsha Perry Holloway; father, Clifford Holloway; brother, Kennith Holloway.
Survivors: son, Travis Clayton Holloway; mother, Loretta Perry Holloway; brother, Chuck Holloway and wife, Lisa; sisters, Debbie White and Connie Smith; his beloved Bull Terrier dog, Lucy. Several nieces and nephews along with a host of other relatives and friends.
HELEN RUTH (HOLT) LANE of Andersonville, TN (Formerly of Powell, TN) born March 9th 1937 in Knox County, TN peacefully gained her Angel Wings, Thursday November 4th 2021, age 84, after a long battle with Alzheimer’s, surrounded by her loving family, at the home of her daughter. She was of the Christian Faith having professed Christ her Savior at 12 years old. Her favorite verse was John 3:16: For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Alma Paul-age 83 of Maynardville passed away Tuesday, November 2, 2021 at North Knoxville Medical Center. Alma was a member of Cedar Grove Baptist Church and worked at Standard Knitting Mills and Union Knit Wear. She is preceded in death by her husband, J. B. Paul; parents, Jack and Nola Smith; sister and brother-in-law, Alice and Arley Tharp; brother, Paul Smith; brother-in-law, Don Hensley; great-nephews, Tucker Inklebarger, Sylas Jay and Creed Richardson.
Anthony Wayne Oaks-age 54 of Luttrell passed away Monday, November 1, 2021 at U. T. Medical Center. He was a member of Home Faith Baptist Church. Preceded in death by father, L. G. Oaks.
Survivors: Children, Anthony Wayne Oaks, Jr., Robby Lee Oaks, Hunter Ridge Oaks, Isabella Marie Oaks; four grandchildren. Mother, Loretta Arnold; sisters, Melissa Stevens, Tabitha Wyrick and April Edgar.
Woodrow Dale Cole-age 76 of Maynardville passed away Monday morning, November 1, 2021 at his home. He was saved at an early age and was of the Baptist faith. Dale was a retired employee of the State of Tennessee Department of Transportation. Preceded in death by parents, Clayton and Flossie (Johnson) Cole; wife, Vontella Cole; step-daughter, Barbara Baker; step-son Keith Baker.
Helen June Johnson, age 80 of Union County went to her Heavenly home on October 30, 2021. She was a member of Ailor Dale Baptist Church also a faithful attendant of Oaks Chapel. Helen was a strong faithful woman and served alongside her spouse (Earl) in the ministry doing God’s work for more than 60 years. She loved everyone and always saw the best in everybody. She will be missed by so many. However, her legacy and compassion will continue to be shown through her children, Grand and Great Grandchildren.
Mary Ellen Smith – age 80 of Knoxville, formerly of Maynardville, passed away October 31, 2021, peacefully surrounded by her family. Mary had a great love for her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. She loved her churches, Fairmont and Cross Roads Presbyterian.
Howard Wade Biggs-age 78 of Luttrell passed away peacefully at home on Friday, October 29, 2021. Mr. Biggs was preceded in death by his parents, Howard Biggs and Dorothy Ryder. Wife, Dorothy Biggs, brothers, Jim Ryder, Alan Ryder and Rocky Ryder, and sisters, Lisa Biggs and Tammy Biggs.
He is survived by his children Dwayne Biggs (Jennifer), Rebecca Culver (Josh), Missy McGinnis (Terry), grandchildren: Deanna, Ava, Brody, Kaylie, Taylan, Michelle, Cassie, Samantha, and Cheyenne.