Lucinda Ellen was the oldest of thirteen children born to John Thomas Self and Mary Elizabeth Shirk Kimble. She was born in Ketterman, Grant county, West Virginia which is somewhere around the big ben campground in Smoke Hole. On December 4, 1913 she married Adam Albert Kimble son of Joab and Margaret Kimble. Of this union was born three children John Adam Kimble(1914-2004} Olie Berkeley Kimble (1916-1989) and Albert Charles (1917-1994). Adam died in 1917 and on February 7, 1922 she married Alfred Vincent Kimble son of William Wesley Kimble and Savannah Bell Alt Kimble. Of this union six children were born. Mervin, Alice, Golden, Goldie, Zola and Hady Bell.

Here is a letter that Zola Swick wrote about her mother to my sister, Sandy.

My mother was born on May 8, 1895 to John Thomas Self and Mary Elizabeth Shirk Self, they named her Licinda Ellen Self, she is one of 13 children, born in Ketterman, now known as Smoke Holes, W. Va. little do I know of her childhood but she had to work hard. She married to Adam Albert Kimble and had 3 children, she was pregnant when her husband died. She remarried a widower, Alfred Vincent Kimble, who had 4 living children. They had 6 children. When my daddy died, my mother was pregnant with their 6th child. My mother reared us children and taught us the best she could. Many a night my mother got up from a night of sleep to go out and deliver a baby. She received no money and would not take any money. She said she wanted her reward in heaven, lots of times she would bring the wash home to do after delivering a baby. Some times she would spend a couple of days in the home till the people could get some one to help. When there was sickness in the community she would be be there to help any way she could. My mother worked hard putting up can food so would have plenty through the winter. She taught her children to patch and save in any way they could and to can, embroidery. You got up before daylight and worked till dark. Often tramps would sleep in our barn, they would come to our house for something to eat. She would see that they got something to eat and fix a box for them to take with. If she knew there was a tramp in the barn, she would see they had a bed to sleep in if they wanted to and never turned any one away hungry. On Sunday morning she had Sunday school in our home and the neighbors were invited to come if they wished too. In my heart there will be no greater woman to me than my mother. If I could leave my children half the memories my mother left me, I would feel I had left a lot.