Van Combs b 22 Jan 1923 d 22 Nov 1987; s/o John Combs and Mary Maggard. Van Combs m. 13 Feb 1943 to Edna E Caudill b ? d 15 Oct 1983. Children of Van Combs and Edna E Caudill;

1. David Combs

2. John Combs

3. Roscoe Combs

4. Vanda Combs; m. Male French

5. Patty Combs; m. Male Williams

6. Dianna Combs; m. Male Hayes

Obituary of Van Combs
January 22, 1923 - November 22, 1987

Combs, Van - the son of the late John and Mary Maggard Combs of Smooth Creek, Letcher County, Kentucky, was born January 22, 1923 and entered eternal rest November 22, 1987. Late in life he met and married Edna E. Caudill of Farler, Kentucky on February 13, 1943. To this union were born three sons, David, John and Roscoe Combs, and three daughters, Vanda French, Patty Williams and Dianna Hayse. He had sixteen grandchildren and five great-grandchildren. Brother Van was raised on Smooth Creek, along with his two brothers, Vernal and Verlin Combs, and his two sisters, Cuba Sanders and Dixie Duncil. He worked many years carrying mail on horseback, also as a coal miner. He was also a veteran of World War II. He moved to Louisville, Kentucky in 1950 and worked for the Marlon Company. There he met Brother Glen Adkins and a friendship developed. It was during the last days of his illness that the good Lord put into Brother Glen's heart to visit him concerning his soul. It was upon this visit that Brother Glen came away from Brother Van's home with a joyful heart, for the Lord had saved Brother Van, and he joined the Charlestown Old Regular Baptist Church of Charlestown, Indiana. He was baptized by Elder Darrell Stidham, moderator of the church, and Brother Glen Adkins, with others assisting, handing Brother Van to us in a straight-back chair, for he was too sick to stand, yet he desired to be baptized. Praise God, he'll stand on the Street of Gold. His precious wife preceded him in death October 15, 1983.

DAD
Late at night the stillness calls me
Sweet loving memories to my mind
of all sweet and loving precious times
we had together in your lifetime.
So sleep I seldom find, Dad, with you on my mind
But God knows best and your work was done
and God sent His angels to take you home.
Mother was waiting for you at heaven's door
and there together you'll be forever more.
Your suffering is over now, ours has just begun
but with God's help and loving arms, He'll
lead us on until our work is done
then God will call us home.
We love you, Daddy
Written by your loving daughter, Dianna Hayse