#amber cottrell

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Surprising absolutely no one at all Amber Cottrell dresses up as Chappell Roan this year for Halloween.

[imreszekeres]

Saw a trend on Twt going around about “what do your OCs taste like?”

Below the cut because I have Many OCs and couldnt not explain my choices. Feel free to reblog with your own! :) I do not own these images.

Ash: cherry almond milk

Mild but sweet and undoubtably cherry flavored ! Also funni haha bc of his sex sigil.

Pierce: romantic, sweet, but slightly corny and not as great as you were expecting if done wrong.

Marcell: honey mead

More bitter than you were expecting, but the sweet undertones are undeniable. Also will fuck you up if you arent careful.

Imre: salted caramel cold brew

An acquired taste all around— but definitely enjoyable for those with a more unique palate, and enjoyably sweet… You can absolutely taste the salt, though.

Kota: cotton candy bubble gum SPECIFICALLY

Unique, sweet, fun, + look at the GIRLBOSS on the package!! I ate this all the time as a kid and I definitely think she tastes like this lol

Hunter: raw ass meat.

Probably human and slightly past due. Mmmm prion disease

Amber: apple cider and whiskey

Warm, smooth, perfect for calming down. Like a fall evening by the fire with someone you hold dear.

Moth: weed sugar cookies

Specifically sugar! Mild, chill, and unconventional.

Vanessa: Black currant/black cherry whiskey

Deep, full bodied, dark, but fruity with a slight burn.

[ace-of-clubs-and-diamonds]

You mind me being a little self indulgent and asking for Amber with number 1 from that fun little pallet thing? No pressure obvi, love you dude!

Here we are - your girl Amber Cottrell in palette number 1, just as requested! Sorry it took a while to get to, the holidays got a bit busy. But I hope you like the finished product! Love you too dude <3

The color palette used is from here.

[lucifers-horror-harem]

Alan Sharpe x Amber Cottrell

She had him wrapped around her pinky finger, and he knew it. And this was the one time in his life he let it happen. He just couldn’t say no to her, and how could he? In his eyes, she was perfect in every single way. It didn’t matter that she had late night trysts with a mysterious man he might never meet, she still made time for him. That meant something to him, and he was more than happy to do anything for her if it meant spending every free moment she offered with her. Every chance he could he spoiled her rotten, and she always found a way to turn it around and spoil him back. He felt he didn’t deserve it, but was lucky to be apart of her life in any way he could.

Alan Sharpe @lucifers-horror-harem Amber Cottrell @bisexual-horror-fan

[f1nalboys]

Let The Show Begin

SO the amazing @bisexual-horror-fan has an OC Amber (who is literally the love of my life) and she recently wrote a fic of Amber meeting my Slasher OC Red and god I loved it!!

I had the idea of Amber going to see Red’s band in concert and just had to write it so, here it is!! I really hope you like it Bex, and I hope I did Amber justice!

WORD COUNT: 1569

WARNINGS: none. just Red and Amber being bffs

“Red, man, if you don’t stop pacing I’m going to have to beat you to death with the microphone stand.” Indigo mutters, their leg sticking out in an attempt to trip him. He flips them off but, knowing that they are 100% serious, flops down on the couch next to them. They rest their hand on his leg. “What’s got you so amped up? You nervous?”

Red nods his head. There was no way in hell he was going to tell Indigo why he was nervous. He can feel their eyes on him and he groans. “I invited a… friend to come see us play and I’m nervous.”

“Ooh, a friend you say?” Indigo teases, their eyebrows wiggling. Red scoffs, going to run a hand through his hair before remembering he had done his liberty spikes for the show. “And is this friend a sexy friend?”

“Shut up! And no, she’s in a relationship.”

“A serious one?” Red snorts. He had asked the same damn thing. He nods and Indigo hums, turning and waving at Naveen as he walks in. His drumsticks were sticking out of his front pocket, the paint on the ends chipping. 

Naveen sits next to Red, swinging his legs over to lay on top of Red and Indigo. “Yeah, like, ‘his-initials-are-carved-into-her-skin’ serious.” Naveen whistles, not knowing what the hell the two of them were talking about. 

Indigo grins, clearly loving that. “She sound’s badass. She coming backstage?”

“Yeah, I’m waiting for her to text that she’s here so I can go get her the pass.” His phone chimes and he pulls it out of his pocket and he smiles. Ignoring the ‘ooh's' and ‘Red’s got a crush’ coming from the two, he stands and rushes out of the green room. He had ten minutes before he had to get on stage.

She was easy to spot. She looked beautiful, her red curly hair a neon sign in between the sea of black and blue of the other patrons. “Amber!” Red yells, grinning when Amber looks around until she spots him. Her smile matches his and he can feel his heart skip a beat as she shimmies her way through the crowd. God damn it; she really was something special.

“Red! You’re looking good; the hair is nice,” She says, her manicured hand reaching out and touching one of his spikes. He grins, waving her flattery off. “So, you wanted to see me before you performed? Are you trying to warn me of some weird thing you do on stage? Tell me you aren’t one of those bands that throw up as part of their act.”

“Jesus, no. What kind of bands do you go see?” He asks and she shrugs, smiling again. Her lips were painted red, a staple of hers it seems, and her outfit was surprisingly more punk than he’d have expected from her. “I wanted to give you a backstage pass. There’s another band going on after us and I figured you might wanna come and see me, you know, since you’re totally going to fall in love with me while I sing.”

Amber rolls her eyes, taking the slip of paper from his hands. “A backstage pass for little old me? You shouldn’t have.”

“It’s a pretty exclusive offer, had to cash in a few favors for it.” He says, puffing his chest out slightly. He was obviously fucking with her, but she didn’t realize the extent until she really looked at the paper. She laughs, throwing her head back, and his heart swells. He made her laugh!

“It’s a piece of paper with ‘Let her through, Nathan. - signed, Red’ on it. You might’ve gotten ripped off, babe.” He rolls his eyes, glancing down at his watch and cursing. He has five minutes. She grins at him. “Gotta run?”

He nods, pulling her in for a quick hug before turning and running backstage. Amber chuckles to herself, slipping the paper in her pocket, and begins to make her way through the crowd. She was excited, actually. The last time she hung out with Red she had convinced him to show her one of his bands songs and she immediately wanted to see him live. 

The lights dim as she gets closer to the stage, grinning as the crowd quiets. The sound of microphone feedback catches her attention and she can feel the excitement in the crowd grow. “Welcome to the stage… Sinful Tranquility!” The crowd erupts into cheers and shouts as the stage lights turn on, the stage turning red. 

Amber could make out four silhouettes and immediately clocks Red, his liberty spikes giving him away just a bit. The drums start, and then a guitar, and a bass, and finally Red. The lights flash, the crowd jumps in tune with the music, and Amber realizes she is kind of in the middle of a mosh pit. Red was singing and playing the guitar at the same time and Amber was actually really impressed.

Seeing them live was vastly different from listening on the record Red had. Their sound was a mix of early Napalm Death and Against Me!, which came together to make a unique sound Amber hadn’t heard before. She loved it. She found herself jumping along with the crowd, yelling and cheering with each new song.

“Thank you all! That’s it for us but stick around because Sinners, Saints, and Souls are next!” Red yelled into the microphone, breathing heavy, as his set finally finished. The lights go dim and he and the rest of his band get off stage. He breaks into a grin as he gets backstage, people cheering and clapping him on the back. 

“We were fucking awesome!” Naveen says, throwing an arm over Indigo and Kell, the band's bassist. They grin, turning to Red who was looking around for Amber. “You looking for your little girlfriend, Keiji?” Naveen teases.

Before he can give his snarky response, Red see’s a flash of red and grins. “Not his girlfriend, just a friend who’s a girl,” Amber replies cooly, coming over and grinning when Red slings his arm over her shoulder. He had a good foot on her and his arm completely swamped her. “You guys were fucking awesome, by the way. I’m Amber, though I take it Red’s talked about me?”

Indigo snorts and Red sighs, preparing for the embarrassment about to ensue. “Bordering on obsession. I’m Indigo, that’s Naveen and that’s Kell.” Amber elbows Red in the side slightly as he groans. “So, I heard you got your boyfriend’s initials carved into your skin?”

“So you’re spilling all my secrets?” Amber asks Red who can do nothing but give an embarrassed smile in response. She pulls her collar down to reveal the scar and Indigo whistles. “Told you we were serious.”

“You’re fucking cool.” Naveen says before getting distracted by a tech guy who walks past him with a wink. He excuses himself and runs off after him, surely trying to get his number. Indigo groans. Now they were going to have to wear their soundproof headphones if Naveen got to bring him home. 

Red walks Amber to the green room where the next band was leaving. He says hi, introducing Amber to the members, before getting inside the room and shutting the door behind him. “The lead singer is a dickhead,” He mutters, grabbing a water bottle and tossing one to her. She chuckles, sitting on the couch and patting the spot next to her. “So, you really enjoyed the show?”

“Yeah. I mean, it was a 7 out of 10.” She says, instantly feeling bad when she sees his face drop. He swallows hard, nodding and turning his head away from her. He’d never admit it, but he really was trying to impress her. It’s not even that he wanted to date her, it’s just that she was so cool and he wanted her to think he was too. “I’m kidding, Red. You did great!”

“Don’t fuck with me like that!” He whines, punching her shoulder gently. The two of them break into a fit of giggles. “I’m glad you liked it, though. This was definitely one of our better shows.”

She raises an eyebrow, taking a sip from her water, waiting for him to elaborate. “The last show we did here, Indigo almost shit themselves. The complimentary burritos weren’t all that fresh, if you know what I mean.” 

“Keiji! Don’t tell her that!” Indigo says, standing in the doorway, their face contorted in anger. He hadn’t even heard the door open. “Come here, fucker!” Red jumps up and over Amber, running away from Indigo who follows closely behind him. Amber laughs as she watches them leave the green room and laughs even harder when she hears the sound of Red being tackled.

“Ow! Get off me, you fucking heathen!” Red yells, his voice muffled by the floor. Amber settles back into the couch, taking another sip of her drink, and grinning. She liked him. He was funny, cool, definitely interesting, and he liked her. And despite the constant flirting, she knew he wouldn’t ever try to go further than that even if she gave him an in. 

“Damn, I’m guessing Red told you about the shit-show last year?” Naveen says, flopping down next to Amber and she snorts, nodding. “They’re gonna be fighting for a while. Want me to order some pizza?”

[bisexual-horror-fan]

"Theoretically Stupid." Freddy Krueger X Amber Cottrell.

Hey, if you are like me, you have seen everyone as of late posting about the orange peel theory. The idea is you ask your partner to peel an orange for you, a task you are more than capable of doing yourself, just to see if they will do it for you, simply because you asked, to show you that they love and care for you. My brain was like, oh, okay, Freddy and Amber time. It's been a while since I have written them, and even longer since I have done fluff of them. So here we go. Done in one sitting, lets' go!

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Rating. SFW. Length. 1.5K. Freddy Kruger X Amber Cottrell. Warnings: Banter. Emotions. Brunch.

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It’s totally fucking stupid, and that is exactly why she eventually decides she wants to do it. Or that is what she tells herself, at least. She loves stupid things, loves partaking in them, why not, right? What does she have to lose?

She keeps seeing people talking about it, posting about it online, she doesn’t pay it much mind, the orange peel theory, like who cares? Amber Cottrell is capable of peeling her own damn oranges at the end of the day, but after a conversation with Mark about it over brunch, it makes her reconsider it. 

It’s a warm sunny day, winter is giving way to spring, they are seated on the upper balcony deck of the Pop-Over Pantry. Amber’s table setting has her heart shaped sunglasses folded neatly on one side, her phone face down on the other, she has her second mimosa in her manicured grip. She is waiting on her ridiculously decedent blueberry cheesecake stuffed brioche’ French toast and Mark on is waiting on his breakfast skillet, and they are talking. 

“So that’s why Amanda couldn’t join us today-” He finishes, and she sighs, “So now I am stuck with just you? Terrible, truly.”

He scoffs and rolls his eyes, “Yeah, you are so hard done by.” 

“I am, I totally am.” Amber nods with a small smile, she watches Mark take a sip of his coffee and once he does, he asks her the question that sets this all in motion, “So have you seen this orange peel theory thing everyone has been talking about?” 

“Not you too.” She groans and Mark laughs, asking, “What?”

“Just everyone and their mom is talking about it, my sister sent me a video of it the other day.” Comes the response from the redhead.

“What, Jules sent a video of her husband doing that for her?” Mark asked and Amber said, “No, she sent me a video of the priest at our old church working it into his Sunday sermon.” 

A look of recognition crosses Mark's face, a nod that shows that makes much more sense than his suggestion. Amber sets her glass down and sits up a little straighter, her voice drops into a deeper pitch, a serious expression as she does her best to impersonate him, “Have you ever considered all the ways that God peels an orange for you?”

Mark winces, “Fuck, that’s bad.” 

“Right?” Amber and him share a laugh. Plates of food are brought, and after the first bites are taken, she asks, “Why are you bringing it up?”

Mark looks across the table and says with a tilt of his head, “Just wondering if you’d ever do that to Freddy.”

“Give him a fucking relationship test?” Her question has no shortage of confused bewilderment in her tone, it’s met with a serious nod and a half smile, “Yeah, would you ever ask him that?”

“Why would I?” Amber’s eyes drop, she focuses on cutting another bite sized piece off her toast. 

“So you know where you stand and how much he cares about you?” Mark says it like it is obvious and Amber laughs, “I know where I stand, I know he cares about me.”

“I mean, knowing he cares about you as more than a fun set of holes to fuck.” He deadpans, and that makes Amber’s eyes glance up at him. 

She sets down her silverware and rests her elbows on the table, she leans forward on her hands under her chin, “Mark, darling, dearest, why do you think I want him to care about me more than a fun set of holes to fuck?” 

“Because you are so painfully, clearly in love with him.” Mark says with a grin that is too wide, and there is a beat. Tension. 

She breaks first, laughing, she picks up her knife and fork, her tone is fond as she says, “You are such a fucking asshole.” 

“C’mon I thought that was your type.” Mark teases and Amber’s stiletto meets his shin, a kick that is playful but a hair harder than it needs to be to drive the point home, he plays it up more than needed to add to the comedy and makes her bark out a laugh so loud it causes the people at the next table to look over at her.

Brunch was nice.

The conversation lingers on her mind. 

Hours and hours later, even when she is going to bed, it is still on her mind. She is slipping between crisp white sheets, head hitting the pillow, muttering over how stupid Mark is. 

She can’t believe she is really going to do this. 

He isn’t in the playroom when she pulls herself there. He will probably be along shortly. She walks over to the kitchen's island bar, she looks at the space she wants it to show up, with a sigh she concentrates, snaps her fingers and the bowl of fruit appears. She reaches into the bowl and plucks up the single orange. Amber sits herself on one of the barstools, passing the orange between her hands before setting it down. Her fingers rest on it, rolling it in slow circles, she leans on her other hand, she is contemplating zapping the fruit out of existence, but she hears him. 

“Heya shortstack.” 

Her head snaps up, she abandons the fruit and turns on the stool, looking over at him, a smile crosses her lips and she returns his greeting. “Hey Freddy.”

“Why didn’t you call and let me know you were here, gorgeous?” He asks as he makes his approach, he has his non-gloved hand in his pocket as he comes over, he is in no rush, his walk unhurried. She shrugs, “I knew you’d feel me soon enough and make your own way over.” 

“Awful trusting.” He muses, and she smiles, “Yeah, I do trust you way too much.” 

He is next to her now, gloved hand rests on her lower back, he leans down and presses a kiss to the top of her head, she returns it when he starts to pull away, laying one on the underside of his jaw. Freddy hums pleased, and some part of her purrs in satisfaction in kind. His glove leaves her, she momentarily mourns the loss with a small pout.

“So.” He leans on the bar, focused on her, asking, “How are you?”

Her eyes glance down at the orange quickly, she feels silly, she doesn’t know if she should bring it up, she doesn’t have to do it. What does Mark know anyway? She is secure in what they have, she shouldn’t let him effect what she shares with Freddy in any way, she can just forget about it. 

“Good, had a good Sunday. Met up with Mark for brunch.” She tells him and Freddy snorts, “And how’s our favourite dork doing anyway?” 

“Mark is Mark.” She sighs, resolutely deciding to not tell Freddy about their conversation earlier, thoroughly giving up on the idea her old friend put forth, instead choosing to focus on just spending time with him.

“How about you?” She asks and Freddy stands more up right, he shrugs, a sigh, he looks frustrated, “Teenagers these days, their fears are getting more esoteric and existential all the time, Amber” 

She comforts him and teases him all at once, “Oh I am sure you are doing great, but don’t you love a challenge?”

“I mean, sure, but you try to shape-shift into the physical representation meant to be the mortifying idea of being known to scare some traumatized 17-year-old with daddy issues. What happened to snakes? Why can’t I run into some kid who is scared of spiders or some shit?” He rants and her smile broadens, turns dreamier. God, she really does love him, the passion he has.

He sighs, and his shoulders drop, seemingly feeling a bit better having gotten that out, “Anyway, I’m going on too much about work, how’s stuff at the office?”

She starts to tell him about that week, it had been a good one honestly, was filling him in on some silly story that had to do with her assistant and while she is animatedly telling him, he does something unexpected and unasked.

He picks up the orange.

She doesn’t falter, but her brows raise, he uses the blades of his gloves to peel the fruit, he is still listening, looking between the task and her, smile playing on his face, small chuckles where appropriate. 

The pieces of peel fall away and onto the countertop and when the fruit is fully exposed he removes a section of it, leans closer, holds out a piece and that makes her stop telling the story to ask, “What are you doing?”

His look is quizzical, “Giving you some orange? I didn’t bring this here so I know you did, it was sitting in front of you, I figured you wanted some.” 

Something inside her melts. 

She was right. The test was fucking stupid and Mark is wrong, it wasn’t necessary, because between Amber and Freddy? He knows her so well, she never has to ask. 

“Yeah I do.” She admits softly, and she takes the section of orange, he smiles, and she matches it, saying, “Thank you.” 

“Don’t mention it, now c’mon what did he say next?” Freddy asks, his investment in the story makes her laugh again and she tells him.

They share the orange over more stories of their respective weeks, by the end her face hurts from smiling, she is out of breath from laughing, her fingers are sticky, and she's decided it’s the best tasting orange she has ever had. 

[imreszekeres]

(I TOTALLY COPIED @/weirdo-canniboy ON THIS, PLS GIVE HIM A FOLLOW <3)

Imre | Marcell | Pierce | Ash | Amber | Moth | Kota | Vanessa

lazyass quick voiceclaim video, these are the best approximations of how they sound in my head !! :) Haven’t made one of these in literally 5+ years so be nice... I fucking hate making them, even 5 years later. :3

[lucifers-horror-harem]

“Well if it isn’t Mr.Sharpe himself! Amber here, obviously, and I have a question.” The red-head sat on his desk, picking up some of the paper work he had out, looking them over idly, flipping through as she asked, “How do you feel about a partner who can take care of themselves WITHOUT- ” she glanced to him, big smile, “ -your help? You know like someone who wouldn’t take shit from you. Think you’d be able to handling reining them in?” She threw the pages back down, “Or at least try to anyway.”

@bisexual-horror-fan​

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Alan glanced up from his work as he looked up at where Amber was perched on the edge of his desk. With a click of his tongue, he folds his hands on the desk and looks up at her. “Well, Miss Cottrell, I certainly appreciate someone that can hold their own, as much as I do enjoy having a partner that gives me the affection I need when I need it, I can’t help but also enjoy working for it a little.” Alan smirks. “And while I have no idea what you might be trying to get at, I can assure you, Amber, that I can more than handle any challenge that might present itself to me.”

[bisexual-horror-fan]

So uh...Guess what I just bought myself as my birthday gift to me this year-

FINALLY!!!!  the freddy krueger dakimakura commission is done!  and I'mma order pillowcases of him along with restocks of my jason~  

you can look forward to more slashy slasher body pillows in the coming months….

[bisexual-horror-fan]

I made a uquiz for the first time. Which Bexxx Long Fic MC Are You?

[imreszekeres]

I cant believe its taken me this long to make a proper sims house for my OCs lmfao! :3

I know there are some inaccuracies, I dont know how to make CC ;w;

[ace-of-clubs-and-diamonds]

This was just supposed to be a sketch of my OC Roxanne Love and @bisexual-horror-fan‘s OC Amber Cottrell, but it ended up being more than just a sketch.  We’d briefly mentioned the idea of the two meeting, and I just couldn’t get the idea out of my head, so... yeah.  Here ya go!

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Amber is fucking looking. 👀

Commission for @lucifers-horror-harem!

Commissions open

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[lucifers-horror-harem]

Alan Sharpe Masterlist (Slasher OC)

About:

🖤 Biography 🖤 N SFW Alphabet 🖤 Yandere Alphabet 🖤 Dirty Alphabet  🖤

Drabbles/One Shots:

Protector

Caught

Monthly Visitor

Bratty Behavior

Princess

Hold It

Summer Dress

Flower Field

Savior

No Way Out

“Don’t be Afraid, it’s Just Me”

“I Haven’t Touched you and you’re Already Wet”

I’ll Do Anything

Headcanons:

Taking Care of his Sick S/O

Protecting his S/O

Celebrating Halloween

Kisses with Alan

Celebrating Valentine’s Day

Alan & Boone Taking Care of a Baby

Aesthetics:

Alan Sharpe x Eleanor Bailey

Alan Sharpe x Amber Cottrell

[saffronspalonandherbco]

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[the-record-obituaries]

August 29, 2018: Obituaries

Nancy  Church, 96

               Nancy Lee Alexander Church, "Nana," 96, of North Wilkesboro, widow of John Robert Church passed away Monday, August 27, 2018, at the home of her daughter and son-in-law in North Wilkesboro.  She was born in Matthews, N.C., on March 21, 1922; Mrs. Church was the daughter of Neilly Orman Alexander and Hattie Smith Alexander.

   In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband, John Robert Church; four brothers, Glenn, David, Franklin, and Ralph; three sisters, Mary Neil, Ruth, and Doris.  Mrs. Church is survived by her daughter, Dr. Karolen Church Bowman and her favorite son-in-law, Dr. J. Thomas Bowman of North Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Dr. John Daniel Bowman and wife Ruhi of Highland Park, Illinois; Dr. David Neil Bowman and wife Mandy Jones of Wake Forest, N.C.; Paul Thomas Bowman of Asheville, N.C.; and Katherine Lee Lundy and husband Nathan of North Wilkesboro; great grandchildren Debra, Abigail, and Elijah Bowman, and Flynn Lundy.

   Mrs. Church attended high school in Matthews, and graduated with a degree in Home Economics from Woman's College (Now UNC-G) in Greensboro and received her Master's degree from the University of Tennessee at Knoxville. For  a while she taught Home Decorative Arts at Bowling Green College in Kentucky.

  While teaching high school in Haw River, N.C., she met John Robert Church from North Wilkesboro who was then working for Melville Dairy.  The folks she was living with arranged a dinner that included Nancy and John Robert.  After that dinner, she would say with a smile, they went for a walk, and the rest is history. While they were seeing each other, John Robert went into the Army in 1943; was in the Second Wave of the invasion against German forces in occupied France at Normandy, was wounded and received the Purple Heart and two Bronze Stars.  After he returned home from World War II, they were married on Oct. 25, 1947 and returned to North Wilkesboro where she became a homemaker. Clearly, she was a strong woman behind a successful man.  John Robert Church passed away in Feb. of 1981.

   Mrs. Church loved to sew and make quilts and was widely recognized for being instrumental in the growth of Home Demonstration Clubs in this area.  An excellent cook, she was known for her lemon pound cakes and chocolate cakes--which she always said weren't quite up to par--but she was the only person ever who said that.

   A lifelong Presbyterian, and a faithful member of the North Wilkesboro Presbyterian congregation, Mrs. Church was very active in the Children's Program, Sunday School, Bible School, she was the Youth Group leader, and a member of the Women's Circle. In fact, in 1965 she was elected as the first female Deacon in the North Wilkesboro church.

   Burial services will be held on Sunday, Sept. 2, at 2 p.m. at Mountlawn Memorial Park in North Wilkesboro. Everyone is invited to attend. Funeral services will be held on Monday, Sept. 3, at the North Wilkesboro Presbyterian Church on E Street in North Wilkesboro.  The family will greet friends beginning at 10 a.m., with the funeral service beginning at 11 a.m.  Officiating will be Dr. Susan Moorefield.  

   Memorials may be made to the Wilkes Community College Endowment Corporation or the North Wilkesboro Presbyterian Church Building Fund.

 Patricia Bentley 71

Ms. Patricia Ann Bentley age 71 of Ferguson passed away Saturday, August 25, 2018 at Wilkes Senior Village.

               Funeral services were held   August 29, at Reins Sturdivant Chapel with Pastor Billy Hoss Moore officiating.  

                               Ms. Bentley was born March 11, 1947 in Caldwell County to Jay Wesley and Mary Lou Welsh Bentley. She was retired from Broyhill Furniture. Ms. Bentley was a member of Independent Decision Baptist Church in Lenoir.

               In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by a son; Carl Bentley and a brother; J.C. Bentley.

               She is survived by two brothers; Gene Bentley and wife Eliza of Ferguson and Jerry Edward Bentley and wife JoAnn Bentley of Ferguson, three grandchildren; Caleb Bentley Lane, Nathan Carroll and Amber Yoder, nieces and nephews; Allen Bentley, Pam Furr and husband Wayne, Gerald Bentley and Jaime Lane and husband Chris, great nieces and nephews; Kimberly Lane and Katelyn Lane.

               In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Wake Forest Care at Home Hospice 126 Executive  Drive Suite 110 Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

 Eugene Hartley, 74

Mr. Eugene (Gene) Hayes Hartley, age 74 of Boomer, husband of Betty Lou Johnson Hartley, died Saturday, August 25, 2018 at his home.

               Funeral services were August 28,  at Sharon Walker Baptist Church with the Rev. Fred Staley and the Rev. Burl Jones officiating.                                  Mr. Hartley was born February 3, 1944 in Wilkes County to Frank Austin and Connie Faye Walker Hartley.  He was a member and deacon of the Sharon Walker Baptist Church. He retired as co-owner of Hartley Brothers Sawmill.

               He was preceded in death by his parents; one great-grandchild, Johnny Luna; and five brothers, Phillip Hartley, Tommy Hartley, David Hartley, Danny Hartley, and Charles Hartley.

               He is survived by his wife, Betty Lou Johnson Hartley, of the home; three daughters, Sandra Pearson and husband, Greg, of Boomer, Diana Roark and husband, Ernie, of Boomer, and Lisa Greene and husband, Michael, also of Boomer; five grandchildren, Stephanie and Adam Eller, Jonathan and Jennifer Pearson, Brandon and Samantha Roark, Sheena and John Luna, and Justin and Erica Greene; and thirteen great-grandchildren, Cameron Pearson, Cole Pearson, Lindsay Eller, Salem Eller, Peyton Eller, Jeffery Church, Haley Roark, Madison Roark, Breanna Roark, Amy Roark, Shon Luna, Macie Greene and Paisley Greene;  two sisters, Sue Soots and husband, Andy, of Wilkesboro and Teresa Triplett of Ferguson; and three brothers, James Hartley and wife, Janet, of Wilkesboro, Mike Hartley and wife, Wanda, of Ferguson, and Mark Hartley and wife Caren, of Boomer.

               Flowers will be accepted or memorials made to Wake Forest Care at Home Hospice, 126  Executive Drive, Suite 100, Wilkesboro NC 28697.

 Ned  Hall, 78

Mr. Ned Clark Hall, age 78 of Boomer, husband of Barbara Cottrell Hall, died Saturday, August 25, 2018 at Danby House in Winston-Salem.

 Mr. Hall was born in Wilkes County to William Clyde and Virgie Siana Triplett Hall.  He was a member of Rock Springs Baptist Church in Darby.

               He was preceded in death by his parents and three siblings, Helen Hall, Kathie Hall and Billy Drake Hall.  

               He is survived by his wife, Barbara Cottrell Hall, of the home; two daughters, Kayren Michele Hall and husband, Skip Erb, of Bluffton, SC, and Shana Marlise Hall of Ferguson; and one son, Victor Karl Hall or Wilkesboro.

               In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Pruitt Health Hospice, 924 Main Street,  Suite 100, North Wilkesboro NC 28659.

               No services will be held.

 Lisa   Brown, 46

Lisa Combs Brown, age 46, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Saturday, August 25, 2018 at Forsyth Medical Center. She was born October 25, 1971 in Wilkes County to Merrill and Wanda Stanley Combs. Mrs. Brown loved her dogs, Sephi, Lucy, Sam and Marley and her favorite color was purple from childhood. She was preceded in death by her father.

Surviving are her husband, Donnie Brown; sons, Timothy Wayne Bell and wife Amber, Rusty Shane Bell all of North Wilkesboro; her mother, Wanda Stanley Combs of Wilkesboro; brother, Travis Combs and wife Vanessa of North Wilkesboro; sisters, Teresa Watson and husband Chris of North Wilkesboro, Rebecca Combs and Javier of Wilkesboro; grandchildren, Addyson Bell, Alyvia Bell, Aylon Bell; several nieces and nephews.

               Funeral service were held August 29, at Miller Funeral Chapel with Rev. Mark Barlow and Pastor Tommy Mikeal officiating. Burial  followed in Combs Family Cemetery in Hays.  Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to ASPCA, PO Box 96929, Washington, DC 20090-6929.

               With the loss of Lisa's life, Lisa will live on as she was able to save two lives by being a donor.

Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.  

 James Lankford,   71

Rev. James Edward Lankford, age 71, of Wilkesboro, NC passed away Friday, August 24, 2018 at the Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston- Salem. He was a graduate from Holmes Bible College with a Holmes Seminary Degree; and a US Air Force Veteran. He was also a Home Care Aide. Rev. Lankford was born June 26, 1947 in Wilkes County, NC to Cansue and Vernie Cannon Lankford. Rev. Lankford was preceded in death by his parents; brothers, Clyde, William and Floyd Lankford; and sister, Nina Call.

               Rev. Lankford is survived by his sister; Juanita O'Neal of Wilkesboro; several nieces, nephews; and cousins.

               A private family service will be held.

               Miller Funeral Services are in charge of the arrangements.  

 Michael Almond, 79

Mr. Michael "Mickey" Almond, age 79 of North Wilkesboro, passed away Thursday, August 23, 2018 at Wake Forest Baptist Medical Center in Winston Salem.

               Funeral services were held  August 27th, at Baptist Home Baptist Church with Rev. David Jones, Rev. Darrell Tate and Rev. Mark O. Hollar officiating. Burial with Military Honors by Veterans of Foreign Wars Post 1142 was in the church cemetery.  

               Mr. Almond was born August 9, 1939 in Raleigh County WV to Levi Garfield Almond and Jenny Sheets Almond. He was retired from Wilkes ADAP where he worked as a Job Coach. Mr. Almond was a veteran of the US Army.

               In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by four sisters and seven brothers.

               Mr. Almond is survived by his wife of 57 years; Loretha Sue Meadows Almond of the home, two daughters; Lori Almond Miller and husband Shannon of North Wilkesboro, Alecia Almond Prevette and husband Jason of Wilkesboro, one son Timothy Michael Almond and wife Rita of North Wilkesboro, six grandchildren; Arynn Minton Anderson and husband Shaun, Lacy Story Greene and husband Jarrett, Jenna Mitchell Walker and husband Josh, Jared Michael Story and wife Laken, Graylen Miles Mitchell and Earl Johnson, Jr., four great grandchildren; Mason Joshua Walker, EmberLynn Terra Greene, Trentyn Levi Walker and Zolie Trapper Anderson, a sister; Carol Almond Bailey and husband Dicky of Christiansburg, VA and a brother; Donnie Almond and wife; Kitty of Charleston, SC.

               Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to ADAP PO Box 968 North Wilkesboro, NC 28659 or Wake Forest Care at Home Hospice 126 Executive Drive Suite 110 Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

   Minnie  Joyner, 85

Mrs. Minnie Sue Prevette Joyner, age 85 of Ronda, passed away Thursday, August 23, 2018 at her home.

               Funeral services were held   August 26, at Pleasant Grove Baptist Church in Clingman with Rev. Dennis Murphy and Mrs. Peggy Smith officiating.               Mrs. Joyner was born March 17, 1933 in Wilkes County to Lewis and Kizzie Anderson Prevette. She was a member of Pleasant Grove Baptist Church in Clingman and was retired from Chatham Country Store.

               In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband; James (Jim) Joyner a grandson; Justin Alexander, two sisters and seven brothers.

               She is survived by a daughter; Patricia Alexander of Moravian Falls, two sons; Scott Joyner of Ronda and Darryl Joyner and wife Eleisa of Ronda, three grandchildren; Sarah Alexander of Winston Salem, Shannon Joyner Hall and husband Darrell of Thurmond and Andrea Joyner Younger and husband Andrew of Ronda and two sisters in law; Alma Prevette and Polly Prevette.

               Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Pleasant Grove Baptist Church Building Pledge 3982 Clingman Road Ronda, NC 28670 or the American Cancer Society PO Box 9 North Wilkesboro, NC 28659.

               The family wishes to express their gratitude to Wake Forest Care at Home Hospice and especially Samantha Billings. The family would also like to thank Long Term Caregiver Sara Wiles.

 Ray Dillard, 56

Mr. Ray Dillard age 56 of North Wilkesboro, passed away August 23, 2018 at Select Specialty Hospital in Greensboro.

               Funeral services were held  August 27th, at Reins Sturdivant Chapel with Rev. Danny Dillard officiating. Burial was in the Osborne Family Cemetery.                               Mr. Dillard was born January 30, 1962 in Wilkes County to James Vestal and Dorothy Ann Bowers Dillard. He was a truck driver for Wayne Farms.

               He was preceded in death by his parents and two brothers; Jimmy Holbrook and Clifford Holbrook.

               Mr. Dillard is survived by his wife; Sandra Jean Roten Dillard of the home, two daughters; Cassandra Kay Dillard of Harmony and Elizabeth Ann Kilby of the home, a son; Ray Eugene Dillard of the home, five grandchildren; James Ray Dillard, Hailey Madison Foster, Dixie Ava Lynn Kilby, Kristalin Hermione Avya Kilby and Isabella Nevaeh Smith, three sisters; Verna Faye Johnson of North Wilkesboro, Laura Ann Palmer of North Wilkesboro and Rose May Childress of Moravian Falls, four brothers; Lester Eugene Dillard of Austin, Cecil Holbrook of Millers Creek, Robert Holbrook of North Wilkesboro and AC Holbrook of Austin.

               Flowers will be accepted.

 Doris  Hunter, 79

Doris L. Hunter, age 79, of New Castle, DE, formerly of Bear, passed away peacefully at Christiana Hospital on Thursday, August 23, 2018.

               Born in North Wilkesboro, NC, Doris was the daughter of the late Samuel Eakey and Molly Cordova (Blackburn) Lankford.  She worked for First USA Bank as a credit collector until her retirement. She was a member of the Red Hat Society group.  Her husband of 59 years, Charles Glenn Hunter, Jr., predeceased her in 2015.

               Doris will be dearly missed by her son and daughter-in-law, Chuck and Roxanne Hunter of Cape May County, NJ; and her daughters and sons-in-law, Dianne and Conrad Wachowski of New Castle, DE and Casana and Eric Zistl of Oldman's Township, NJ. Also surviving are five grandchildren and their spouses, Gwen and Michael Grant, Jarrod and Camme Wachowski, Melissa and Chris Kazmach, Rachel and Bryan Schuler and Natalie Hunter; three great grandchildren, Bradley, Austin and Brayden; and two brothers and sisters-in-law, George and Jackie Lankford of North Wilkesboro, NC and William and Margie Lankford of Lincoln, NC.

               She is also predeceased by sister, Lovella Lankford Lovette, and bothers Sammie Lankford and John Lankford, all of Wilkes County.

               All services are private and held at the convenience of the family. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests memorial contributions be made to Red Lion United Methodist Church, 1545 Church Road, Bear, DE. 19707.

 Margie   Ware, 83

Margie Lee Allen Ware, age 83, of Millers Creek, passed away Thursday, August 23, 2018 at her home. Mrs. Ware was born November 1, 1934 in Cleveland County to Riley and Florence Elizabeth Ledford Allen. She was a  

member of Chestnut Grove Baptist Church. Margie was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Samuel Eugene Ware; two brothers, Burnie Allen and D.C. Allen; and a sister, Emogene Dixon.

Surviving are her children, Barbara Faye Johnson of Millers Creek, Samuel Eugene Ware, Jr. and wife Lynne of Moravian Falls, Joseph Lawrence Ware and Nancy Elizabeth Ware Osborne and husband David all of Millers Creek; sisters, Phyllis Ann McSwain of Cherryville, N.C. and Patricia Elaine Barrett of Florida; grandchildren, Jeremy Daniel Bowlin, Matthew Bowlin, Brandon Ware, Katey Smithey, Vanessa Osborne, Brooklyn Osborne, Abby Osborne, Kaitlyn Ware, Dalton Ware; and great grandchildren, Corbin Ware, Colton Anderson, Alainna Johnson, Aria Barr, Annie Wilcox.

               Funeral service was Wednesday, August 29,  at Miller Funeral Chapel with Pastor Tom Moore officiating. Burial was  in Mountlawn Memorial Park.  Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Mtn. Valley Hospice, 688  North Bridge Street, Elkin, NC 28621. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.  

  Hazel   Lowe,  83

Mrs. Hazel Mae Miller Lowe, age 83 of Moravian Falls, passed away Wednesday, August 22, 2108 at her home.

               Funeral services were held  August 25th, at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home Chapel with Rev. Brandon Lowe, Rev. Eddie Tharpe,  Rev. David Wellborn and Rev. Sherrill Wellborn officiating. Burial was in Scenic Memorial Gardens.  Mrs. Lowe was born December 24, 1934 in Wilkes County to Dock Robert Miller and Rutha Church Miller. Hazel retired from Tyson Foods where she worked as a Food Inspector for the USDA. She loved her children and grandchildren and was a faithful member of Mt. Carmel Baptist Church. She also had a deep love for Southern Gospel Music and traveled often with the Faith Trio and The Joyful Sounds. She was an avid baseball fan and spent her free time cheering on The Atlanta Braves.

               In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband; Claude Edward Lowe, six sisters; Clara Cozart, Florence Miller, Nora Miller, Emmer Miller, Vernell Miller and Esther Thornburg and a brother; Glenn Miller, Sr.

               Mrs. Lowe is survived by three sons; Dwight Lowe and wife Wanda of Wilkesboro, Gerald Lowe and wife Judy of Boomer and Sherrill Lowe and wife Wanda of Wilkesboro, eight grandchildren, nine great grandchildren and one great -great grandchild.

               Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF) Piedmont Triad Chapter 216 W Market Street Suite B Greensboro, NC 27401 or Wake Forest Care at Home Hospice 126 Executive Drive Suite 110 Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

 William   Myers, 76

William Rubin Myers, age 76, of North Wilkesboro, passed away Wednesday, August 22, 2018 at SECU Hospice Care Center in Yadkinville. He was born December 29, 1941 in Wilkes County to Percy Alexander and Violet Cothren Myers. Mr. Myers was employed with Holly Farms/Tyson Foods as a supervisor for 42 years. He was preceded in death by his parents; son, Kenneth Wayne Myers, Sr.; and brothers, Paul Ernest Myers and Percy Junior Myers.

               Surviving are his daughter, Pamela Bailey and husband James of North Wilkesboro; sister, Johnsie Mae Sidden of Traphill; brother, Rev. Don Myers of North Wilkesboro; four grandchildren, Michael Evan Myers, Anthony Ray Bailey, Miranda Leigh Bailey, Kenneth Wayne Myers, Jr.; three great grandchildren, Sophie Marie Bailey, Isaac Jordan Bailey, Madelyn Grace Myers; a host of nieces and nephews.

               Memorial service was held  , August 31,   at Miller Funeral Chapel with Rev. Julius Blevins officiating. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the family. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.  

 Linda  Wiles, 59

Mrs. Linda Jean Church Wiles, age 59 wife of Ricky Joe Wiles of Millers Creek passed away Wednesday, August 22, 2018 at Wake Forest Baptist-Wilkes Medical Center.

               Funeral services was held  August 25,   at Rein-Sturdivant Chapel with Rev. Clarence Cloer and Rev. Jerry Blevins officiating.  Burial will be in Haymeadow Baptist Church Cemetery.  

               Mrs. Wiles was born June 13, 1959 in Wilkes County to Pressley Brown Church and Roxie May Fraizer Church.  She was a member of Friendly Grove Baptist Church.

               She was preceded in death by her parents and a brother; Bill Church and brother-in-law; Ernest Wyatt.

               She is survived by her husband; Ricky Joe Wiles of the home, daughter; Alisha Wiles of Millers Creek, three grandchildren; Mason Reynolds, Kaylea Jones, Brian Jones, four sisters; Peggy Reynolds and husband Lance, Novella Houck and husband Don, Drucella Joines and husband James, Rosella Wyatt, two brothers; Rex Church and wife Lessie, Edward Church and wife Marlene.

Wayne H. Pybas, 98

Wayne H. Pybas, 98, most currently of Wilkesboro, NC, went home to be with the Lord on Tuesday, August 21, 2018 at Wilkes Regional Medical Center in North Wilkesboro. Mr. Pybas was born on July 26, 1920 in Warrens Bend, Texas, to Jordan and Lelia Pybas. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his wife of 57 years, Norma Woods Pybas, and his 9 brothers and sisters.

Mr. Pybas was a veteran of the United States Army Air Corp and United States Air Force, where he served in WWII, Korea, and other locations for 22 years. He was a devoted husband and was his wife's caregiver for the last 25 years of her life. He loved fishing, gardening, and reminiscing about his WWII experiences. He was generous with his time in helping others and helping his great grandchildren to afford a higher education.

Mr. Pybas is survived by his son, Barry W. Pybas and wife, Polly A. of Wilkesboro, NC; three grandsons, Geoffrey W. Pybas and his family of Broken Arrow, OK, Timothy H. Pybas and his family of Palatka, FL, and Corey J. Mason of Rising Sun, OH; granddaughter, Leanne M. Brewster and her family of Sunbury, OH; and 9 great grandchildren.

Interment will be held at Florida National Cemetery, Bushnell, FL, at a later date, with veteran's honors. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to: Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church, 239 Champion/Mt. Pleasant Rd., Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

The Pybas family would like to extend a very special thanks and appreciation to Brenda Church, Maria Greene, and the rest of their care team for the wonderful help they gave Wayne in his final months.

 Della McPeak,  96

Della (Rhea) McPeak, age 96, of Wilkesboro, passed away Wednesday, August 22, 2018 at Westwood Hills Nursing and Rehab Center. She was born January 5, 1922 in Watauga County to Samuel Smith and Maggie Miller Church. Della was a member of Mt. Paran Baptist Church in Deep Gap and enjoyed gardening. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Arthur James McPeak; numerous brothers and sisters; daughters-in-law, Barbara Hodges Waters and Paulette Adkins Waters.

               Surviving are her sons, Vernon Waters of Boone, Jim Waters of Millers Creek, Bill Arvin Waters and wife Neida of Painesville, Ohio, Arthur McPeak, Jr. and wife Angela of Lenoir; daughter, Janet Rhea Waters Huffman and husband Carl of Purlear; grandchildren, Lori Waters Corbin and husband Carroll of Boone, Tony Waters of Wilkesboro, Rickie Waters and wife Sylvia of Virginia Beach, Virginia, Andrew Waters of Painesville, Ohio, Rhonda Waters Soppitt and husband Todd of Leroy, Ohio, Penny Waters Krieg of Painesville, Miranda McPeak Hammond and husband Matthew of Lenoir, Kristina McPeak Reeves and husband Will of Hickory, Laci K. McPeak of Lenoir, Carla Huffman Myers and husband Ralph of North Wilkesboro, Angela Rhea Foster and husband J.D. of Purlear; fourteen great grandchildren; and six great great grandchildren.

               Funeral service was August 25,   at Mt. Paran Baptist Church in Deep Gap with Rev. Rick Cornejo officiating. Burial   followed in the church cemetery.  Flowers will be accepted. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements.

 Aubra  Allison

Mrs. Aubra "Arbie" Della Turner Allison, age 78 of Wilkesboro passed away Wednesday, August 22, 2018 at her home.

               Mrs. Allison was born October 10, 1939 in Ashe County to Paul John and Ruth Lillian Jones Turner. Mrs. Allison was a supervisor at First Union Bank, an active member of the 4H Club, where she served as Vice President of North Carolina 4H Volunteers.

               In addition to her parents she was preceded in death by a sister; Betty Jones

               She is survived by two sons; David Allison and wife Della and Robert Allison all of Wilkesboro, two grandchildren; Robert Allison II and Jonathan Owens and one brother; Hubert Turner and wife Sue of Georgia.

 George  McNeil

Mr. George Franklin McNeil, 1128 Winkler Mill Road, Wilkesboro, NC died Tuesday, August 21, 2018 at Wake Forest Baptist-Wilkes Medical Center.  He was preceded in death by his parents, his wife; the former Joyce Dancy and an infant son. He is survived by one brother; Commodore C. McNeil, Jr. of Imperial, CA, one son; Kevin L. McNeil and wife Denise Lackey McNeil of Mooresville, NC and two grandsons; Drew McNeil and Cole McNeil.

               Mr. McNeil was born in a rural farmhouse near Ebony, VA on May 5, 1934, son of Commodore C. McNeil and Eva Clary McNeil.  In 1940, he moved with his family to Wilkes County and settled in the Charity Church Community between Millers Creek and Purlear.  He graduated as valedictorian of the Millers Creek High School Class of 1952. He received a Congressional Appointment to Naval Reserve Officer's Training Corps but was not able to pass the physical examination.

               Mr. McNeil began working as a trainee for The Northwestern Bank immediately after graduation, when it was a small regional bank with branches in 12 towns in Northwestern North Carolina.    It became a multi-billion-dollar financial organization with more than 230 branches throughout the state. He worked in all areas of the bank and built a career by devising ways to make those parts work together more effectively and efficiently.  In the late 1960s, he was a member of the multi-state steering committee that overcame the competitive concerns and developed the technical specifications and operating procedures that allowed an association of banks to introduce Master Charge (now MasterCard) credit cards to the Atlantic States.  He served on the Board of Directors of NorCACHA (North Carolina Automated Clearing House Association.) He chaired the Operations Committee of that organization and was responsible for writing the first User's Manual that guided banks in North Carolina and South Carolina to begin to originate and receive Direct Deposit and Direct Debit (paperless) transactions.  He was also on the Board of Directors of NorCaPS (North Carolina Payment Systems) when that organization developed the technical and operational framework that made possible the multi-state deployment of shared ATMs and merchant point-of-sale terminals. He was Vice President of the Automation Division of The Northwestern Bank for twelve years. He later worked in the Regulatory Compliance Department of the Bank, and then developed the concept, wrote procedures for, started and managed Central Installment Loan Operations for the Bank.  When Northwestern merged with the First Union National Bank, he continued on a part-time consulting basis and implemented major computer assisted systems for First Union in Charlotte, Atlanta and Jacksonville; one dealing with computer-indexed micrographics and one dealing with computer-assisted collections. He retired in 1989.

               As a condition to his initial employment with the bank, Mr. McNeil joined the North Carolina National Guard in 1952.  He served seven years as an enlisted man, achieving the rank of SFC E-6, then was in OCS Class 1 of the North Carolina Military Academy.  He attended Basic Infantry Officers course at Ft. Benning, GA, and received his officer's commission. He held various positions in the National Guard units in Asheville, Boone, North Wilkesboro, Lenoir and Winston-Salem.  He served six years as Commanding Officer of the local National Guard Company, leading it through a change-of-branch reorganization - from Infantry to Transportation (Heavy). His last assignment was as a S3 (Supply Officer) of the 540th Transportation Bn.  He transferred to Inactive Reserve in 1973 with the rank of Captain and retired in 1999.

               Before becoming deeply involved in National Guard and regional bank-related trade and research organizations, Mr. McNeil was in the Jaycees and was Chairman of the Local Board of West Wilkes High School for several years.  

               After retirement, Mr. McNeil helped his wife in her genealogical pursuits.  Together, they tried to locate every burial site in the county, document the location and record who was buried there. Undoubtedly, there are some abandoned graveyards that they did not visit, but they recorded more than a 52,000 graves in more than 770 graveyards in the county.  Years of research resulted in determining the name of the parents and spouse(s) of about 85% of these people. Mr. McNeil adapted personal computer applications to store this information and make it accessible in a variety of ways that assist those doing genealogical research on people who have lived in Wilkes County.  They also abstracted and indexed many types of local public records, such as Census enumerations, marriage licenses, delayed birth certificates, land grants, the Grandfather Book, etc. In 2014, the computer files and research material became the Joyce D. McNeil and George Franklin McNeil Family History Collection at the Wilkes Heritage Museum in Wilkesboro.

               Mr. McNeil was active in Pleasant Home Baptist Church and Brushy Mountain Baptist Association until 2003, when he joined Wilkesboro United Methodist Church.  There, he has served as Church Treasurer, Chair of the Endowment Committee, as a member of various other committees and as a lay speaker.

               The family requests no food or flowers.  Memorials may be made to Wilkes Heritage Museum for the McNeil Family History Room, PO Box 935, Wilkesboro, N C 28697.Funeral services were held August 26,  at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel with Rev. Paul Hugger and Rev. Karen Roberts officiating.

               Burial with Military Honors by the Veterans of Foreign Wars Post 1142 will be in Pleasant Home Baptist Church Cemetery.

 John Beadenkopf, Jr.

Mr. John William Beadenkopf, Jr., age 73 of Moravian Falls passed away Monday, August 20, 2018 at his home.

               Funeral services will be held 3:00 PM Saturday, August 25, 2018 at Crossfire United Methodist Church with Rev. Dr. Alan Rice officiating.  The family will receive friends from 2:00 until 3:00 PM prior to the service at the church.

               Mr. Beadenkopf was born June 7, 1945 in Baltimore, MD. to Johnny William and Mary Elizabeth Wharry Beadenkopf, Sr.  

               He was preceded in death by his parents, one son; John William Beadenkopf III, and two step-sons; Travis and Harold Hamby.

               He is survived by his wife; Judith Elizabeth Minton Beadenkopf of the home, one daughter; Mallie Cookus and husband Lloyd of Baltimore, MD, one son; Charles Beadenkopf and wife Mary, two step-sons; Gary Hamby and wife Maria and Phillip Hamby all of Moravian Falls, ten grandchildren; Christina Taylor, Travis Hamby, Patrick Hamby, Scottie Hamby, Chelsea Woodworth, Charles Beadenkopf, II, Joshua Beadenkopf, Nevaeh Beadenkopf, David Beadenkopf, Travis Beadenkopf, five great grandchildren; Jaydon Taylor, Brandi Taylor, Athal Woodworth, Drakkar Nelson and one sister; Patsy Phillips and husband Stanley of Baltimore, MD.

               Flowers will be accepted or memorial may be made to Crossfire United Methodist Church, 3200 Statesville Road, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659