Minus
Newsome
and Selina Amburgey
Minus
Newsome b 15 Jul 1888 d 16 Nov 1922 Letcher Co KY at age 34 years, s/o
Elcanie "Cain"
Newsome and Mary Polly Anderson. (Minus Newsome fell off a wagon and the
wheel ran over his neck; he is buried at Kona, KY. He was only 34 years of age. - submitted by his
granddaughter, Charlotte (Hall) Dixon 17 Jun 2008 by email). Minus Newsome
m. 18 Aug 1917 to Selina Amburgey b 25 FEB 1894 Knott Co
KY d 25 Nov 1961 buried Collins Cemetery, Litt Carr, Knott Co KY d/o
William Riley "Champion"
Amburgey and Harriett "Ritter" Whitaker. (Charlotte Hall Dixon
wrote "Remembering Grandma" about her Grandmother, Selina
Amburgey Newsome). Children of Minus Amburgey and Selina Amburgey;
1. Gladys Newsome
2. Juanita Newsome b 28 Dec
1919 d 24 Dec 1965 buried
Francis Day
Cemetery, Litt Carr, Knott Co KY m.
Noah Hall b 5 Aug 1918 Knott Co KY d 5
Jan 1987 Knott Co KY s/o
Joseph "Joe" Hall and Martha Reynolds.
3. Estelle Newsome
Selina Amburgey and
Millard Franklin Collins
Selina Amburgey b 25 FEB 1894 Knott Co KY d 25 Nov 1961
buried Collins Cemetery, Litt Carr, Knott Co KY d/o
William Riley "Champion"
Amburgey (s/o Wiley J
Amburgey and Dianah Adams) and Harriett "Ritter" Whitaker. Selina Amburgey
m. Millard Franklin "Frank" Collins d 28 Nov 1961 buried Collins Cemetery, Litt
Carr, Knott Co KY. Children of Selina Amburgey and Millard Franklin "Frank"
Collins;
1. Robert Collins
2. Russell Collins (twin)
3. Ronala Collins (twin) d Scarlett Fever 15 months of age.
4. Millard Collins
Minus Newsome
and Melissa Rose
Minus
Newsome b 15 Jul 1888 d 16 Nov 1922 Letcher Co KY s/o
Elcanie "Cain"
Newsome and Mary Polly Anderson. (Minus Newsome fell off a wagon and the
wheel ran over his neck; he is buried at Kona, KY - submitted by his
granddaughter, Charlotte (Hall) Dixon 17 Jun 2008 by email). Minus Newsome m. Elizabeth Rose
(aka Melissa) b 25 Sept 1880 d 20 Jan 1917 age 37 years, d/o
Samuel Rose and Julia Powers.
REMEMBERING GRANDMA
by Charlotte Hall Dixon
Charlotte Hall Dixon Website
My grandma, Selina, passed away in 1963. Her memories will
live in my heart until I get to see her again.
When I close my eyes and think of her, I can still feel how soft she was when we
hugged. Grandma was short, like me. She kept her grey hair up on her head. She
wore long dresses and always looked so neat. I can't remember ever seeing her or
my Mom in pants. Grandma was like an angel; so sweet, loving and caring.
I remember our visits to Grandma's house. She met us at the door with a hug. As
we walked through the kitchen door, we always smelled food and spices. After we
ate and visited inside for a bit, we seemed to always end up on her big front
porch in the summertime. It was so inviting and comfortable. I sat there on
those visits and listened to my Mom and Grandma talk. While they talked, I would
feel the cool summer breeze on my face and smell her flowers and flower bushes.
The breeze carried the beautiful, soft fragrance right across the porch.
Sometimes, I would go down off the porch and walk around her flowers, enjoying
the beauty and smell of them. She had one bush that I'll never forget. It
smelled heavenly. She called it her "bubby bush." It was my favorite of all. The
memory of her "bubby bush" is so strong in my mind, it's like it's still here
today. When I think of her, I almost always remember the smell of that bush,
also. I guess I associate it with her in my mind.
I can remember one visit very vividly. I was sitting on the floor of her porch,
in front of Grandma Selina. She was braiding my hair and teaching me things from
the Bible. Oh, she was such a sweet Angel On Earth. She said one thing that has
stuck in my mind ever since. I was thirteen years old at the time. As she was
braiding my hair, I remember she said, "In order to enter the gates of Heaven,
you must be as humble as a child." Well, I know that's where Grandma is, as she
was so very humble. She was such a good, sweet, honest person. And I know her
heart was with the Lord.
I hope that she can look down at me today and smile at what I have become. I
hope she knows that I'll be joining her some day, and she can braid my hair and
tell me stories again.
Oh, Grandma, if you can hear me, thank you for helping to shape me and teach me.
Thank you for all the love you gave me. I'm still carrying that love in my heart
until I see you again. I love you, Grandma!
Author: Charlotte Dixon
Hazard, Kentucky
From the
Charlotte Hall Dixon Website
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