|Birth: ||Oct. 14, 1915|
|Death: ||Jul. 10, 2000|
Carl O. Adkins, of Somerset, Kentucky, 84 years, 8 months and 26 days of age, formerly of Williamsburg, Kentucky, departed this life on Monday, July 10th, 2000 at the Lake Cumberland Regional Hospital.
Carl was born on October 14th, 1915, son of the late, Rev. Tom Adkins and Verna Smith Adkins. He was a former educator in the Whitley County and Williamsburg school systems for many years. He was a member of the Main Street Baptist Church in Williamsburg, Kentucky and the Oleika Shrine Temple in Lexington, Kentucky. Carl was a past master of Williamsburg Masonic Lodge #490 F&AM, past High Priest Ken Ten Chapter #148 Royal Arch Masons, past commander of Williamsburg Commandery #50, past Illustrious Master of Corbin, Kentucky Council #87, and past Patron of Venus Chapter #179 Order of the Eastern Star.
Carl was survived by one daughter, Charlotte Sue (and Ray) Ramsey of Somerset, Kentucky; two grandsons, Steve Ramsey of Crestwood, Kentucky and Michael Ramsey of Albany, Kentucky; one great granddaughter, Chelsea Ramsey of Crestwood, Kentucky; three sisters, Artie Centers of Williamsburg, Kentucky, Jean Heaton of Wilmington, North Carolina, and Arizona Reeder of Piqua, Ohio; and a host of other family and friends who mourn his passing.
He was preceded in death by his parents, Rev. Tom Adkins and Verna Adkins; his wife, Edith Meadors Adkins; and one brother, Orman Adkins.
Visitations were held after 5:00 p.m. on Wednesday, July 12th, 2000 at the Croley Funeral Home in Williamsburg, Kentucky.
Funeral services were held at 1:00 p.m. on Thursday, July 13th, 2000 in the Chapel of the Croley Funeral Home with Rev. Doyle Lester officiating.
Masonic honers for Carl were conducted by the Williamsburg Masonic Lodge #490 F&AM.
Burial followed in the Croley Addition of the Highland Cemetery in Williamsburg, Kentucky.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF CARL,
What makes a man a Mason, O brother of mine?
It isn't the due guard, nor is it the sign,
It isn't the jewel which hangs on your breast
It isn't the apron in which you are dressed
It isn't the step, nor the token, nor the grip,
Nor lectures that fluently flow from the lip,
Nor yet the possession of that mystic word
On five points of fellowship duly conferred.
Though these are essential, desirable, fine,
They don't make a Mason, O brother of mine.
That you to your sworn obligation are true
that my brother, makes a Mason of you.
Note: Obituary information courtesy of family & funeral home.
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