IDA MAE AMBURGEY
   It is with a sad and broken heart, I try to write a short obituary of my loving wife, Ida Mae Amburgey. She was
born March 30,1885, deceased August 17, 1959, age 74 years, 4 months, 17 days. She was the daughter of
Richard Vance and Sarah Pigman Vance. She was married to Woots Wallen and to this wedlock was born two
girls, Monnie and Ona. Woots and Ona preceded her in death. On June 30, 1924 she was married to Wiley J.
Amburgey. To this wedlock was born one girl, Dulcie Amburgey. She leaves her husband, two daughters, three
grandsons, two brothers, and a great host of friends to mourn her loss. But the best thing of it is our loss is
heaven's gain.

    She joined the Regular Baptist Church Nov. 3, 1940, at Mallet Fork Church, and lived a faithful member until
death. She enjoyed the good singing and the preaching. She was a light to the church and the neighborhood where
she lived. She loved everybody, both saint and sinner. Always for the right and against the wrong. She was a
faithful and loving wife to me.

    Her heart, like her door, was always open for one and all. She loved to have people stop and eat with her and
everybody was always welcome.

    Sad and sudden was the call Of one so dearly loved by all. A bitter grief, a shock severe To part with one who
was so dear. We miss her now, our hearts are sore. As time goes on, we'll miss her more. Her loving smile, her
gentle face No one can fill her vacant place.

    In a cold and silent graveyard Just a few yards away, Lies the form of my dear wife Who is sleeping day by
day. Your going has left an empty seat That never can be filled, And many a year will slowly pass But the pain will
linger still.

    We often sit and think of you, And think of how you died, To think we couldn't say good-bye Before you closed
your eyes. Some may think we have forgotten, Here on earth you are no more, But in memory you are just As you
were before.

    It was on a Monday morning, when the sun was shining bright, the death angel came to our home and took the
one we love so well up to live with Jesus in a better home prepared for her.

                            Written by her husband,         
                            Wiley J. Amburgey.
Ida Mae Amburgey