Fannie Noble Hall

   It is with a sad heart that I will try, with the help of the
Lord, to write the obituary of a very special mother and a
sister in the Lord, Fannie Noble Hall. Fannie was born
on February 12,1935 in Knott County and passed
from this life on February 20, 2005, making her stay on
earth 70 years and 8 days. She was the daughter of the late Willie and
Millie Holland Noble. Early in life she met and married, on October
15, 1953, John Henry Hall. They were married for 51 years and 4
months. To this union was born 9 children, with two sons preceding
her in death. She was also preceded in death by her parents; 4 brothers,
Robert Bud Noble, Little Bob Noble, Chester Noble and Josh
Noble; 4 sisters, Gladys Smith, Elizabeth Everage, Martha Sexton,
and Opal Mullins; 1 grandson, Eric Lee Noble; and 2 daughters-inlaw,
Kathy Hall and Freeda Hall.
     She leaves to mourn her passing, her husband, John Henry Hall,
of Litt Carr; 3 sons, Carl D. Hall of Carrie, Kentucky, Joshua Hall
and Jeffery Hall, both of Litt Carr, Kentucky; 4 daughters, Dora Mae
(Ted) Collins of Greenfield, Indiana, Benita (William) Collins of
Rogersville, Tennessee, Opal Jean (James) Haney, and Mary Francis
(John P) Bedwell, both of Pinetop, Kentucky; and a host of family
and friends.
     Fannie worked hard raising her family, standing over an old cook
stove cooking for her children, and tasting as she cooked to make
sure it was right before she gave it to her children. As she began to
wonder about her life, she began to go to church and realized she
was lost. After much prayer and begging to the Lord, God came into
her life and made her new. She was the best mother a child could
have, but when God came into her life, he gave them a praying mother,
one that was not ashamed to let the world know whose side she was
on. She joined the Happy Home Old Regular Baptist Church. She
was a very special sister in the Lord to me. I watched her become a
little girl again by the way she dressed and talked. When her health
began to fail her, she never lost faith in the Lord. When the church
doors were open, she was always there. I know that you children are
sad, but if you could have seen the angel that came and got Mommy
and to hear Jesus say, “Rise up my love, my fair one and come away.
For the winter has passed and the rain has come and gone, the flowers
appear on the earth and the time of the singing of the birds and
the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our land.” What joy it is for her
now. To the family, if you ever want to be with Mommy again, get
Jesus in your life. We lost a sister in the Lord, you have lost a special
praying mother, but our loss is Heaven’s gain.
     To my children, you know where I am at, I am watching you,
don’t let me down. Love, Mommy.
     Written by Brother Alger Mullins.