Fred was born in Mount Zion, Kentucky on March 4th, 1893, son of the late Henry E. and Mary Priscilla Vaught Baugh. He was a retired land developer and a member of the Bethelridge Methodist Church although he had attended the First United Methodist Church for the last 40 years of his life.
Fred enjoyed going on long vacations, and taking mineral baths from the thermal spring-fed waters at the Buckstaff Bath House located in Hot Springs, Arkansas. He enjoyed drinking the mineral water so much he would often bring several gallons back to Somerset when he returned home. He also enjoyed spending time feeding the pigeons and squirrels at the Hot Springs National Park located just behind Bathhouse Row in downtown Hot Springs.
Fred was survived by two sons, Richard Allen "Dickie" (and his wife, Beulah) Baugh of Somerset, Kentucky and Charles Baugh of Burnside, Kentucky; seven grandchildren; six great grandchildren; and a host of other family and friends who mourn his passing.
He was preceded in death by his parents, Henry Baugh, who departed this life on November 20th, 1918 and Mary Priscilla Baugh, who departed this life on July 8th, 1928; his loving wife of 42 years, Rettie Mae "Mae" Sweet Baugh (daughter of David Vaught), whom he married in Ansel, Kentucky in 1920 and who departed this life on April 23rd, 1962; one son, Noah Baugh, who departed this life in 1931; three brothers; and four sisters.
Visitations were held after 6:00 p.m. on Thursday, September 20th, 1984 at the Somerset Undertaking Company in Somerset, Kentucky.
Funeral services were held at 3:00 p.m. on Friday, September 21st, 1984 in the Chapel of the Somerset Undertaking Company with Rev. Charlie Hogg officiating.
Burial followed in the Somerset City Cemetery in Somerset, Kentucky.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF FRED,
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be
so he put his arms around you
and whispered,
"Come to Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you
and saw you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay.
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
Fred was born in Mount Zion, Kentucky on March 4th, 1893, son of the late Henry E. and Mary Priscilla Vaught Baugh. He was a retired land developer and a member of the Bethelridge Methodist Church although he had attended the First United Methodist Church for the last 40 years of his life.
Fred enjoyed going on long vacations, and taking mineral baths from the thermal spring-fed waters at the Buckstaff Bath House located in Hot Springs, Arkansas. He enjoyed drinking the mineral water so much he would often bring several gallons back to Somerset when he returned home. He also enjoyed spending time feeding the pigeons and squirrels at the Hot Springs National Park located just behind Bathhouse Row in downtown Hot Springs.
Fred was survived by two sons, Richard Allen "Dickie" (and his wife, Beulah) Baugh of Somerset, Kentucky and Charles Baugh of Burnside, Kentucky; seven grandchildren; six great grandchildren; and a host of other family and friends who mourn his passing.
He was preceded in death by his parents, Henry Baugh, who departed this life on November 20th, 1918 and Mary Priscilla Baugh, who departed this life on July 8th, 1928; his loving wife of 42 years, Rettie Mae "Mae" Sweet Baugh (daughter of David Vaught), whom he married in Ansel, Kentucky in 1920 and who departed this life on April 23rd, 1962; one son, Noah Baugh, who departed this life in 1931; three brothers; and four sisters.
Visitations were held after 6:00 p.m. on Thursday, September 20th, 1984 at the Somerset Undertaking Company in Somerset, Kentucky.
Funeral services were held at 3:00 p.m. on Friday, September 21st, 1984 in the Chapel of the Somerset Undertaking Company with Rev. Charlie Hogg officiating.
Burial followed in the Somerset City Cemetery in Somerset, Kentucky.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF FRED,
God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be
so he put his arms around you
and whispered,
"Come to Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you
and saw you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay.
A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
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