Cap was a coal miner and worked over 50 years in the coal mines. Some mines where he worked were Stickney, Eunice, and Kayford. Cap enjoyed squirrel and rabbit hunting, digging ginseng, and hunting wild mushrooms. He and Maxine married, and built their home at Dry Creek. They raised 9 children. They had 6 sons as follows: Jim, Dale, Dean, John, Glen, and Robin. They had the following 3 daughters: Dody, Sue, and Kay. Cap died from cardio pulmonary arrest which was secondary to pneumoconiosis or black lung disease. Cap lived his entire life at Dry Creek. Cap and Maxine were married for 57 years.
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no nights in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me...but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me...but let me go.
Anonymous
Cap was a coal miner and worked over 50 years in the coal mines. Some mines where he worked were Stickney, Eunice, and Kayford. Cap enjoyed squirrel and rabbit hunting, digging ginseng, and hunting wild mushrooms. He and Maxine married, and built their home at Dry Creek. They raised 9 children. They had 6 sons as follows: Jim, Dale, Dean, John, Glen, and Robin. They had the following 3 daughters: Dody, Sue, and Kay. Cap died from cardio pulmonary arrest which was secondary to pneumoconiosis or black lung disease. Cap lived his entire life at Dry Creek. Cap and Maxine were married for 57 years.
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no nights in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me...but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
Miss me...but let me go.
Anonymous
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