Mary Princess Cain
Birchleaf, VA – Mary Princess Cain, age 94 died Saturday, June 13, 1987, in the Dickenson County Medical Center, Clintwood, VA.
Born January 1, 1893 she was the widow of Thomas J. Cain and was a retired teacher in the Dickenson County Schools for 45 years. She was of the Primitive Baptist Faith.
Survivors include one daughter, Mrs. Albert Giles, Cosby, TN: one sister Bertie Sutherland, Clintwood, VA; three grandchildren, seven great-grandchildren, one great-great-grandchild and several nephews and nieces.
Funeral services were conducted at 11:00 AM, Tuesday, June 18, 1987, at the Haysi Funeral Home Chapel with Elders Franklin Viers and Garnell Gilbert officiating. Burial was in the Compton Cemetery, Bee, VA, with Haysi Funeral Home in charge of arrangements
Tribute to Mary Fuller Cain, this was written by Anita Belcher in 1987.
It is funny things how the death of someone so old, nearing the century mark, can suddenly leave an empty place in our lives. I suppose when the news of Mary Cain’s death came to Dickenson County, that many people felt a little like I did. The way I felt (in part) was “Oh, no, not yet. I need to talk to her one more time…see her face light up when I come through the door…..hear her tell a funny story… gain another bit of knowledge and wisdom from her.’ But…she was gone.
Why does it affect us so deeply when these old ones go? Some, like Mrs. Cain, has suffered for years; some are lonely, having seen their family go one by one, until now they are the last. Some have no home and some have the distinct feeling that they are just in the way and some in nursing homes and hospitals seldom se a family member…a little child or an old friend. So why do we suddenly feel such a loss?
There are many reasons, but I am going to share one with you. It’s a simple fact that our older people give us a sense of security, they stabilize the world. They have lived through the rough times and survived. They lived through personal tragedy, trials and tribulations… and survived. They have set an example for us, set standards and laid out a pattern for us, that we find, sometimes, to our surprise, that we have followed. It seems that many times, as they grow older, we who are younger find ourselves leaning on them…their inner strength… their solidarity. We find ourselves going to them and saying. “What would you do Granny, Grandpa, Mom, and Dad”?
Sometimes we just go and sit to be near them and listen and learn from their everyday, common sense approach to life and living. But what about the ones…the old ones we never see? I suppose that many people read this had not seen Mrs. Cain for years or at least months still they will feel a terrible sense of loss. Why? Because the fact that she was living made us feel like there was something in this old world that still hadn’t changed. We still had Mrs. Cain.
Well, for those of us who knew her and loved her, she has left us something of herself that we need never lose, but must pass it on down to the next generation and they must do the same. She left us the spirit of DETERMINATION. Never give up. She taught us LOYALTY. It was she who took care of the sick and dying in her family over the years. She planted in us a zeal, zest and enthusiasm for life itself, no matter what the obstacles might be. She inspired us to climb higher…to never quit climbing. She taught us to keep learning…to never stop learning. She taught us to laugh, In the midst of suffering; Mrs. Cain could laugh and make others laugh while a healthy world was complaining. She taught us to fight. “Never give up” was her motto, and it seems strange to say, that even in her terrible physical condition, Mrs. Cain enjoyed living and wanted to reach her 100th birthday.
Mrs. Cain loved life and these are some of the things she taught has us:
Among the things she learned and shard with me was that she could not live or die without the Lord. She professed to be a Christian (not a perfect Christian), but she loved the Lord. One of my sweetest memories of Mrs. Cain was a few weeks ago at the nursing home when some of the residents and I were singing hymns and some of the simple hymns for children. Here to fore, Mrs. Cain had not joined us. This particular day she sang each of the songs, ending with Amazing Grace. There was a look of gentleness and joy on her face I had not seen before.
Mary Fuller Cain was quite a lady, a wonderful friend. Dickenson County was home to her and she loved its people and taught their children well. We are the poorer for losing her, but the richer for her living among us. They leave us, these older ones, and when they go, they take a part of us with them, but if we stop to consider, they leave something of themselves that will never go away.
Edgar A, Rice says 1/1/2016 Happy Birthday Mrs. Cain you would have been 123 years old today.
Mrs. Cain was my general business, book keeping and typing II teacher in the 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. She was a remarkable lady who gave so much of herself to her students. I don’t think she ever drove but when she wanted to go to town she just started walking and usually the first car that came by would stop an give her a ride.
Mrs. Cain came to our class reunion we had just before she died. Her daughter brought her, when she entered the shelter in the Brakes Interstate Park I offered to lend a hand to help her get to the shed. She told me “I can make it if you will get out of my way so guess what I did; I got out of her way.
Mrs. Cain was always a joy. Rest in Peace dear lady, I came to the Compton Cemetery on the mountain to visit you a few weeks ago. The cemetery was well kept unlike lots of the mountain cemeteries. Loved you Mrs. Cain. Edgar A. Rice
Birchleaf, VA – Mary Princess Cain, age 94 died Saturday, June 13, 1987, in the Dickenson County Medical Center, Clintwood, VA.
Born January 1, 1893 she was the widow of Thomas J. Cain and was a retired teacher in the Dickenson County Schools for 45 years. She was of the Primitive Baptist Faith.
Survivors include one daughter, Mrs. Albert Giles, Cosby, TN: one sister Bertie Sutherland, Clintwood, VA; three grandchildren, seven great-grandchildren, one great-great-grandchild and several nephews and nieces.
Funeral services were conducted at 11:00 AM, Tuesday, June 18, 1987, at the Haysi Funeral Home Chapel with Elders Franklin Viers and Garnell Gilbert officiating. Burial was in the Compton Cemetery, Bee, VA, with Haysi Funeral Home in charge of arrangements
Tribute to Mary Fuller Cain, this was written by Anita Belcher in 1987.
It is funny things how the death of someone so old, nearing the century mark, can suddenly leave an empty place in our lives. I suppose when the news of Mary Cain’s death came to Dickenson County, that many people felt a little like I did. The way I felt (in part) was “Oh, no, not yet. I need to talk to her one more time…see her face light up when I come through the door…..hear her tell a funny story… gain another bit of knowledge and wisdom from her.’ But…she was gone.
Why does it affect us so deeply when these old ones go? Some, like Mrs. Cain, has suffered for years; some are lonely, having seen their family go one by one, until now they are the last. Some have no home and some have the distinct feeling that they are just in the way and some in nursing homes and hospitals seldom se a family member…a little child or an old friend. So why do we suddenly feel such a loss?
There are many reasons, but I am going to share one with you. It’s a simple fact that our older people give us a sense of security, they stabilize the world. They have lived through the rough times and survived. They lived through personal tragedy, trials and tribulations… and survived. They have set an example for us, set standards and laid out a pattern for us, that we find, sometimes, to our surprise, that we have followed. It seems that many times, as they grow older, we who are younger find ourselves leaning on them…their inner strength… their solidarity. We find ourselves going to them and saying. “What would you do Granny, Grandpa, Mom, and Dad”?
Sometimes we just go and sit to be near them and listen and learn from their everyday, common sense approach to life and living. But what about the ones…the old ones we never see? I suppose that many people read this had not seen Mrs. Cain for years or at least months still they will feel a terrible sense of loss. Why? Because the fact that she was living made us feel like there was something in this old world that still hadn’t changed. We still had Mrs. Cain.
Well, for those of us who knew her and loved her, she has left us something of herself that we need never lose, but must pass it on down to the next generation and they must do the same. She left us the spirit of DETERMINATION. Never give up. She taught us LOYALTY. It was she who took care of the sick and dying in her family over the years. She planted in us a zeal, zest and enthusiasm for life itself, no matter what the obstacles might be. She inspired us to climb higher…to never quit climbing. She taught us to keep learning…to never stop learning. She taught us to laugh, In the midst of suffering; Mrs. Cain could laugh and make others laugh while a healthy world was complaining. She taught us to fight. “Never give up” was her motto, and it seems strange to say, that even in her terrible physical condition, Mrs. Cain enjoyed living and wanted to reach her 100th birthday.
Mrs. Cain loved life and these are some of the things she taught has us:
Among the things she learned and shard with me was that she could not live or die without the Lord. She professed to be a Christian (not a perfect Christian), but she loved the Lord. One of my sweetest memories of Mrs. Cain was a few weeks ago at the nursing home when some of the residents and I were singing hymns and some of the simple hymns for children. Here to fore, Mrs. Cain had not joined us. This particular day she sang each of the songs, ending with Amazing Grace. There was a look of gentleness and joy on her face I had not seen before.
Mary Fuller Cain was quite a lady, a wonderful friend. Dickenson County was home to her and she loved its people and taught their children well. We are the poorer for losing her, but the richer for her living among us. They leave us, these older ones, and when they go, they take a part of us with them, but if we stop to consider, they leave something of themselves that will never go away.
Edgar A, Rice says 1/1/2016 Happy Birthday Mrs. Cain you would have been 123 years old today.
Mrs. Cain was my general business, book keeping and typing II teacher in the 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. She was a remarkable lady who gave so much of herself to her students. I don’t think she ever drove but when she wanted to go to town she just started walking and usually the first car that came by would stop an give her a ride.
Mrs. Cain came to our class reunion we had just before she died. Her daughter brought her, when she entered the shelter in the Brakes Interstate Park I offered to lend a hand to help her get to the shed. She told me “I can make it if you will get out of my way so guess what I did; I got out of her way.
Mrs. Cain was always a joy. Rest in Peace dear lady, I came to the Compton Cemetery on the mountain to visit you a few weeks ago. The cemetery was well kept unlike lots of the mountain cemeteries. Loved you Mrs. Cain. Edgar A. Rice
Mary Princess Cain
Birchleaf, VA – Mary Princess Cain, age 94 died Saturday, June 13, 1987, in the Dickenson County Medical Center, Clintwood, VA.
Born January 1, 1893 she was the widow of Thomas J. Cain and was a retired teacher in the Dickenson County Schools for 45 years. She was of the Primitive Baptist Faith.
Survivors include one daughter, Mrs. Albert Giles, Cosby, TN: one sister Bertie Sutherland, Clintwood, VA; three grandchildren, seven great-grandchildren, one great-great-grandchild and several nephews and nieces.
Funeral services were conducted at 11:00 AM, Tuesday, June 18, 1987, at the Haysi Funeral Home Chapel with Elders Franklin Viers and Garnell Gilbert officiating. Burial was in the Compton Cemetery, Bee, VA, with Haysi Funeral Home in charge of arrangements
Tribute to Mary Fuller Cain, this was written by Anita Belcher in 1987.
It is funny things how the death of someone so old, nearing the century mark, can suddenly leave an empty place in our lives. I suppose when the news of Mary Cain’s death came to Dickenson County, that many people felt a little like I did. The way I felt (in part) was “Oh, no, not yet. I need to talk to her one more time…see her face light up when I come through the door…..hear her tell a funny story… gain another bit of knowledge and wisdom from her.’ But…she was gone.
Why does it affect us so deeply when these old ones go? Some, like Mrs. Cain, has suffered for years; some are lonely, having seen their family go one by one, until now they are the last. Some have no home and some have the distinct feeling that they are just in the way and some in nursing homes and hospitals seldom se a family member…a little child or an old friend. So why do we suddenly feel such a loss?
There are many reasons, but I am going to share one with you. It’s a simple fact that our older people give us a sense of security, they stabilize the world. They have lived through the rough times and survived. They lived through personal tragedy, trials and tribulations… and survived. They have set an example for us, set standards and laid out a pattern for us, that we find, sometimes, to our surprise, that we have followed. It seems that many times, as they grow older, we who are younger find ourselves leaning on them…their inner strength… their solidarity. We find ourselves going to them and saying. “What would you do Granny, Grandpa, Mom, and Dad”?
Sometimes we just go and sit to be near them and listen and learn from their everyday, common sense approach to life and living. But what about the ones…the old ones we never see? I suppose that many people read this had not seen Mrs. Cain for years or at least months still they will feel a terrible sense of loss. Why? Because the fact that she was living made us feel like there was something in this old world that still hadn’t changed. We still had Mrs. Cain.
Well, for those of us who knew her and loved her, she has left us something of herself that we need never lose, but must pass it on down to the next generation and they must do the same. She left us the spirit of DETERMINATION. Never give up. She taught us LOYALTY. It was she who took care of the sick and dying in her family over the years. She planted in us a zeal, zest and enthusiasm for life itself, no matter what the obstacles might be. She inspired us to climb higher…to never quit climbing. She taught us to keep learning…to never stop learning. She taught us to laugh, In the midst of suffering; Mrs. Cain could laugh and make others laugh while a healthy world was complaining. She taught us to fight. “Never give up” was her motto, and it seems strange to say, that even in her terrible physical condition, Mrs. Cain enjoyed living and wanted to reach her 100th birthday.
Mrs. Cain loved life and these are some of the things she taught has us:
Among the things she learned and shard with me was that she could not live or die without the Lord. She professed to be a Christian (not a perfect Christian), but she loved the Lord. One of my sweetest memories of Mrs. Cain was a few weeks ago at the nursing home when some of the residents and I were singing hymns and some of the simple hymns for children. Here to fore, Mrs. Cain had not joined us. This particular day she sang each of the songs, ending with Amazing Grace. There was a look of gentleness and joy on her face I had not seen before.
Mary Fuller Cain was quite a lady, a wonderful friend. Dickenson County was home to her and she loved its people and taught their children well. We are the poorer for losing her, but the richer for her living among us. They leave us, these older ones, and when they go, they take a part of us with them, but if we stop to consider, they leave something of themselves that will never go away.
Edgar A, Rice says 1/1/2016 Happy Birthday Mrs. Cain you would have been 123 years old today.
Mrs. Cain was my general business, book keeping and typing II teacher in the 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. She was a remarkable lady who gave so much of herself to her students. I don’t think she ever drove but when she wanted to go to town she just started walking and usually the first car that came by would stop an give her a ride.
Mrs. Cain came to our class reunion we had just before she died. Her daughter brought her, when she entered the shelter in the Brakes Interstate Park I offered to lend a hand to help her get to the shed. She told me “I can make it if you will get out of my way so guess what I did; I got out of her way.
Mrs. Cain was always a joy. Rest in Peace dear lady, I came to the Compton Cemetery on the mountain to visit you a few weeks ago. The cemetery was well kept unlike lots of the mountain cemeteries. Loved you Mrs. Cain. Edgar A. Rice
Birchleaf, VA – Mary Princess Cain, age 94 died Saturday, June 13, 1987, in the Dickenson County Medical Center, Clintwood, VA.
Born January 1, 1893 she was the widow of Thomas J. Cain and was a retired teacher in the Dickenson County Schools for 45 years. She was of the Primitive Baptist Faith.
Survivors include one daughter, Mrs. Albert Giles, Cosby, TN: one sister Bertie Sutherland, Clintwood, VA; three grandchildren, seven great-grandchildren, one great-great-grandchild and several nephews and nieces.
Funeral services were conducted at 11:00 AM, Tuesday, June 18, 1987, at the Haysi Funeral Home Chapel with Elders Franklin Viers and Garnell Gilbert officiating. Burial was in the Compton Cemetery, Bee, VA, with Haysi Funeral Home in charge of arrangements
Tribute to Mary Fuller Cain, this was written by Anita Belcher in 1987.
It is funny things how the death of someone so old, nearing the century mark, can suddenly leave an empty place in our lives. I suppose when the news of Mary Cain’s death came to Dickenson County, that many people felt a little like I did. The way I felt (in part) was “Oh, no, not yet. I need to talk to her one more time…see her face light up when I come through the door…..hear her tell a funny story… gain another bit of knowledge and wisdom from her.’ But…she was gone.
Why does it affect us so deeply when these old ones go? Some, like Mrs. Cain, has suffered for years; some are lonely, having seen their family go one by one, until now they are the last. Some have no home and some have the distinct feeling that they are just in the way and some in nursing homes and hospitals seldom se a family member…a little child or an old friend. So why do we suddenly feel such a loss?
There are many reasons, but I am going to share one with you. It’s a simple fact that our older people give us a sense of security, they stabilize the world. They have lived through the rough times and survived. They lived through personal tragedy, trials and tribulations… and survived. They have set an example for us, set standards and laid out a pattern for us, that we find, sometimes, to our surprise, that we have followed. It seems that many times, as they grow older, we who are younger find ourselves leaning on them…their inner strength… their solidarity. We find ourselves going to them and saying. “What would you do Granny, Grandpa, Mom, and Dad”?
Sometimes we just go and sit to be near them and listen and learn from their everyday, common sense approach to life and living. But what about the ones…the old ones we never see? I suppose that many people read this had not seen Mrs. Cain for years or at least months still they will feel a terrible sense of loss. Why? Because the fact that she was living made us feel like there was something in this old world that still hadn’t changed. We still had Mrs. Cain.
Well, for those of us who knew her and loved her, she has left us something of herself that we need never lose, but must pass it on down to the next generation and they must do the same. She left us the spirit of DETERMINATION. Never give up. She taught us LOYALTY. It was she who took care of the sick and dying in her family over the years. She planted in us a zeal, zest and enthusiasm for life itself, no matter what the obstacles might be. She inspired us to climb higher…to never quit climbing. She taught us to keep learning…to never stop learning. She taught us to laugh, In the midst of suffering; Mrs. Cain could laugh and make others laugh while a healthy world was complaining. She taught us to fight. “Never give up” was her motto, and it seems strange to say, that even in her terrible physical condition, Mrs. Cain enjoyed living and wanted to reach her 100th birthday.
Mrs. Cain loved life and these are some of the things she taught has us:
Among the things she learned and shard with me was that she could not live or die without the Lord. She professed to be a Christian (not a perfect Christian), but she loved the Lord. One of my sweetest memories of Mrs. Cain was a few weeks ago at the nursing home when some of the residents and I were singing hymns and some of the simple hymns for children. Here to fore, Mrs. Cain had not joined us. This particular day she sang each of the songs, ending with Amazing Grace. There was a look of gentleness and joy on her face I had not seen before.
Mary Fuller Cain was quite a lady, a wonderful friend. Dickenson County was home to her and she loved its people and taught their children well. We are the poorer for losing her, but the richer for her living among us. They leave us, these older ones, and when they go, they take a part of us with them, but if we stop to consider, they leave something of themselves that will never go away.
Edgar A, Rice says 1/1/2016 Happy Birthday Mrs. Cain you would have been 123 years old today.
Mrs. Cain was my general business, book keeping and typing II teacher in the 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. She was a remarkable lady who gave so much of herself to her students. I don’t think she ever drove but when she wanted to go to town she just started walking and usually the first car that came by would stop an give her a ride.
Mrs. Cain came to our class reunion we had just before she died. Her daughter brought her, when she entered the shelter in the Brakes Interstate Park I offered to lend a hand to help her get to the shed. She told me “I can make it if you will get out of my way so guess what I did; I got out of her way.
Mrs. Cain was always a joy. Rest in Peace dear lady, I came to the Compton Cemetery on the mountain to visit you a few weeks ago. The cemetery was well kept unlike lots of the mountain cemeteries. Loved you Mrs. Cain. Edgar A. Rice
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