With the help of God, we’ll try t write an obituary of our dear Daddy, Isom Hampton. He was born to the late
Betty Lee Whitaker Hampton and Dave Hampton on April 14, 1913. He passed from this life at 3:30 in the
morning on August 29, 2004 at the Whitesburg ARH at the age of 91 years, 4 months and 15 days.
He met and married Letha Caudill on April 8, 1933. She preceded him in death on January 27, 1984. To this
union was born 8 children, 3 of which preceded him in death. They were Carmel Lee Williams, Kenny Hampton
and Joan Hampton. Left to mourn his passing are: Jacqueline Amburgey, Sandra and Husband, J.B. Everage, of
Emmalena, Kentucky, Clarice Whitaker of Wellington, Kentucky, Maggie Mae and husband, Ronne G. Back, and
Richard and wife, Joyce Hampton, of Jeremiah, Kentucky, along with 11 grandchildren and 23 great
grandchildren. He is also survived by 1 brother, Jimmie Hampton, of Lexington, Kentucky, and 1 half-sister, Ida
Marie Davis Sturgill, of Pound, Virginia, along with a host of nieces, nephews and many friends.
He had a mini-stroke at his home on Saturday, August 21, 2004 and was admitted to the hospital that night.
He seemed to be doing very well and was looking forward to coming home any day, but on Tuesday, August
24th, he fell in his hospital room and was never able to use his right leg again and also got to where he could
barely swallow. We think he had another stroke, only worse than the first. He started going downhill from there
but he knew everything until the afternoon of August 28th. At 3:30 on the morning of August 29th, the good Lord
felt like he’d suffered enough and took him home to be with Him.
He professed a hope in Jesus Christ for many years, but never attached himself to any church, but we feel
his name was written in the Lamb’s Book of Life and that’s what counts. He attended various Old Regular
Baptist churches including Mt. Olivet, Doty Creek, Blair Branch and Dixon Memorial and his son Richard’s church,
The Good News Gospel Church. He was affectionately known to many people as “The Candy Man” as he
always carried candy in his pocket to hand out.
We have lost a wonderful Daddy and the community has lost a good neighbor and friend. He’s gone to rest
where there’ll be no more strokes or pain. If we want to see Mommy and Daddy again, we will have to ask
forgiveness for our sins from the same God they went to.
He will be missed terribly around the old home place and at church, but we feel with a surety that our loss is