Katherine C. Carroll
Wrens, GA. – Katherine Culverson Carroll, 75, loving wife of 56 ½ years to Emmitt Tipton Carroll Jr., entered into rest Wednesday, Jan 11, 2012 at Jefferson Hospital. Funeral services will be held at James Funeral Home Chapel on Monday, Jan 16, 2011 at 11:00AM with Dr. Stan Littleton and Rev. Don Manning officiating. Interment will be in Buffalo Spring Cemetery, Stanford KY on Wednesday, Jan 18, 2012 with Rev. Greg Russell officiating.
Kathy was born in Alabama but has traveled the world with the love of her life, with whom she enjoyed a true partnership in everything. She enjoyed sewing and traveling. Kathy’s greatest love was for people, especially kids, and taught school for 44 years in Germany, GA, AL, KY, LA and OK and sponsored children all over the world. Kathy was an absolute sweet person with a generous, servant heart. She touched many lives and will be greatly missed.
She is preceded in death by three sons, Emmitt Tipton Carroll III, Kevin Wayne Carroll and Gerald Len Carroll; and her parents, Eramae and Sandy Culverson. Other survivors include her children, Stephen Cabell Carroll and Angelia Leigh Carroll Mobley; three grandchildren, Jessica C. Jackson (Nathaniel), Krista Carroll and Gleason Carroll; four great grandchildren, Austin, Anzion, Cyrus and Elijah; and many friends.
The family will receive friends at James Funeral Home from 10:00-11:00PM prior to services on Monday, Jan 16, 2012.
Memorial contributions may be made to Katherine Carroll Mission Memorial Fund, PO Box 86, Wrens GA 30833.
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!
Thro’ many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;
‘Tis grace hath bro’t me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we first begun