WILLARD & DELLA THACKER
  We, the family of Willard and Della Thacker, would like to write an obituary of our dear mommy and
daddy.  Daddy was the son of the late Norman and Liza Slone Thacker.  Daddy was born on August 9, 1916,
and passed away on November 10, 2002, making him 86 years, 3 months and one day old at his death.  
Mommy was born on June 28, 1928, and passed away on December 28, 1995, making her stay on earth 67
years 5 months and 28 days old at her death.  Mommy was the daughter of the late Teach and Caggie
Slone, step daughter of the late Mary Owens Slone.  Mommy and daddy had been married 54 years at the
time of her death.  They had a very big family, eight boys and seven girls, of whom all are living except for
two sons, James, who passed away February 24, 1984, who would have been 30 on April 2nd and Gilford,
who passed away on June 10th, 2002, who would have been 47 on November 15th.  Mommy and daddy
were the best parents a child could ask for.  They both worked so very hard to raise us, it breaks my heart
as I write this just to think about, when times were so hard, how I’ve seen them struggle to make ends meet
so we could have food on the table and clothes on our backs.  Daddy worked in the coal mines most of his
life, I will never forget how mommy would worry if he was late getting home, afraid he’d had an accident, of
course beings kids, we just wanted him to hurry home with the cookies.  He would always bring us a treat
from his boss, Slim Mann’s little grocery store.  We would always be standing by the road waiting for him.  
He never forgot our cookies, even though mommy would always say, “Willard, honey, we are never going to
get out of debt if you don’t quit charging stuff.”  The treats still kept coming as long as daddy worked and
mommy kept paying the bills.  We were very poor but we could not have asked for a better life.  We had
good parents, something to eat and lots of love.  We were a very close family.  Mommy and daddy always
taught us to love one another and to always do what was right, no fighting, no lying, no stealing, no cheating,
no selfishness, and no dirty words.  If we broke the rules we paid dearly.  Daddy was very strict and didn’t
care one bit to take his belt to us when he thought we needed a whipping.  Neither did mommy but we didn’t
dread her as bad as daddy.  Even thought she left stripes on our butts lots of times with a switch, mostly for
fighting, as all kids will do.  We knew to mind them, if we didn’t want a whipping.

    We all worked very hard as kids.  The boys worked with daddy in the fields and carried mommy’s wash
water from the creek so she could do our laundry and they always helped with the water for the tubs when
she did her outside canning.  We girls helped mommy with the house work and canning, and taking care of
the babies while she sewed and did many other things she needed to do.  We still found time for fun even
though the work was all very seldom done.  We had family and friends over almost every evening and it was
so much fun listening to the older people talk, boy, did they have some scary tales to tell.  We kids would be
afraid to go to sleep sometimes.  Hazel Daniels was our biggest story teller.  We loved her.

    Mommy and daddy always seemed like church members to us, even though, mommy had only been in
church about 7 years and daddy about 12 years before they died.  They were very nice and kind to everyone
who knew them and they had lots of friends.   They are missed so much and things have never been the
same since they have gone.  It seems like only yesterday, the grandkids were hollering, grandma, and she
was saying supper’s ready, “you all come and eat.”  She never wanted anyone to leave without eating.  
Mommy was one of the kindest, most easygoing people I have ever known.  I know we can never have them
back and we will always miss them, but maybe someday we can all meet again where there will be no more
separation.  If you still have your mommy and daddy with you, please cherish every moment you spend
together.  You’ll never know how much you miss them until they’re gone.  We love you, mommy and daddy.

The Thacker family
Willard Della Thacker