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"For thereby some have entertained angels unawares"

-- Hebrews 13:2 KJV

The Story of

Our Farm's Name
 

 

On January 13th, 2007,

 

 My two brothers, Benjamin Aaron and Quentin Lucas,

 

and my sister, Angel "Jellie" Lucas,

 

died in an apartment fire in Huntington, WV

 

Then, in June of 2009, My father,

 

Donald David Lucas, died at the age of 85.

My sister and father in 2006
 

Although I named my second son, Jack W. "Lucas" Creamer,

when he was born in October of 2008, and Gave my third son 

my father and brother Quentin's middle name "Davis,"

I wanted to name our farm in honor of my siblings and my father,

and Lucas Farm was the best choice.

 

 

"For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal"

 

-- 2 Corinthians 4:16-15:8 KJV 
 
Created by me for the end of my father's slideshow at his funeral
depicting the reunion I imagine must have taken place.
 
 


"We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away

from the body and at home with the Lord"

-- 2 Corinthians 4:16-15:8 k.j.v.
 
About my Brothers and Sisters


 

(from the obituarties I wrote for the Herald Dispatch)

 

Benjamin Aaron Lucas (Born November 25, 1987) age 19 

 

Angel Ruth Lucas (Born March 18, 1989) age 17   &

 

Quentin Davis Lucas (Born November 15, 1992) age 14

  

 

All three went to Heaven on

January 13, 2007 in Huntington, WV

  

 

Benjamin grew up in Harts, WV. He attended Harts High

 

School until the age of 16, and at that time he was admitted

 

to Marshall University.  Ben studied Graphic Design and was involved in many different computer related studies. Ben managed a very popular and progressive website, www.Utaks.net. Ben spent much of his time reading the Bible and writing Christian Rap. Ben recorded many different

 songs, and was exceptionally talented. Ben enjoyed attending Christ Temple Church, and some of his happiest moments were spent there recently. Ben admired Pastor Chuck Lawrence, and enjoyed hearing him speak more than any other minister. Ben wrote the following on his online biography, which can be found on his website, “I’ve devoted my life to Jesus Christ, and in him shall I rely upon until the day I die. There is so much more to say, until then, every night I pray, that everyone might be saved. Let there be no hate. Remember - only God saves”. Ben would want to be remembered for loving God, for wanting mercy and love shown to everyone he knew and for being a true intellectual. One of his closest friends was his uncle, Tony Dingess; another close friend was Grant, of Huntington.

 

Angel also grew up in Harts, WV. She attended Harts High School, but had recently moved to Huntington to work at a Christian Night Club, The House of David. She enjoyed being able to work in a place with a Christian atmosphere.

 Angel was a remarkably talented singer and writer. She won many awards at school for her writing abilities. She had an incredible wit when writing, and a goofy sense of humor. She talked often about joining the air force, getting her degree and then going into the Peace Corps. She has a very personalized page with pictures that can be found at www.myspace.com/anjellie, and she recently wrote there: “I love art along with writing, singing, and TRAVELING! I haven't yet traveled the world, but it's there waiting on me”. A verse and quote important to her are expressed on her online page when she included, “For we walk by faith, not by sight" from 2 Corinthians 5:7, and "Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." Her closest friends were Jade Thompson, also Hannah Adkins, Joe Shelton, all three of Harts, and Nathan, of Huntington.

 

Quentin grew up in Harts as well. He attended Harts Middle School. He was very muck like his brother when the subject was on computers. He loved playing his Nintendo Wii that his brother, Ben, and he had waited all night to buy right before Christmas. He had an astonishing mind, and was very proud of his I.Q. of 158. He was the most unique boy one could ever hope to meet. He was fond of calling his baby sister, Alana, “Pickle,” and often would announce the most random things to his family and friends. He spent last summer working at his father’s store, Lucas Grocery, when many boys couldn’t imagine using their free time in such a way. Quentin enjoyed riding four wheelers, listening to music and helping his Mom work on building to restore an antique cabin at their home. His favorite foods were “Hot Wings” and “Macaroni and Cheese”. Quentin hoped to be an Inventor of all sorts of things someday, and his entire family felt he would be responsible for inventing something grand in the future. He was a protective caretaker of his little sister, Alana. He talked often of how he wrote very creative stories, and his teachers often bragged on him for them. Quentin’s best friends were Ramon Carter, Thomas Kirk, Joe Paris and Ryan Carter, his neighbor in Harts.

 

 

 

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Some of Angel's Poems

  

 

Many miles

 

There are two paths

 

You make to choice

 

Emptiness inside

 

Someday you’ll see

 

Once you’ve had you’re

 

Ride

 

Eternal Life

 

Trapped in darkness

 

When will I depart from

 

This

 

Take this walk alone

 

Have a companion

 

One you know will never

 

Abandon

 

I’ve had fun

 

I’ve had a blast

 

While learning from

 

The past

 

What is the future?

 

 __________________

 

 

 

Beg to not shed another tear

 

Aches and pains

 

Wrong thoughts swarming through

 

My brain

 

Does this hurt

 

How ‘bout that

 

Piece by piece

 

I’m breaking while in

 

The meantime faking

 

Covering up with sin here

 

Another sin there

 

That pretty fake smile comes

 

And goes still

 

Another act, another lie

 

[is it too soon to die]

 

^

 

wrong to live a lie

 

Who’s wrong, you or I

 

______________________

 

 

 

Come to me when you’re lonely

 

Come to me when you’re scared

 

Come to me when you look around and

 

There’s no one else there

 

The pain can’t be erased nor

 

Should you want it to be

 

Life throws you things

 

They can cut deep

 

They can cut sharp

 

But what’s life without

 

A mark

 

The question is simple

 

We’ve all be there

 

When time goes by

 

You need wisdom to share

 

Mistakes have been made

 

Pain here and there 

 

But that’s life until you

 

Get there 

  

Learn from mistakes

 

Share your suffering

 

What is this world you're

 

Stuck in 

 

I hate it today

 

I love it tomorrow

 

No time to waste in

 

Sorrow 

 

You’re going to hurt

 

You’re going to smile

 

Once you’re gone these

 

Many miles

 

There are two paths

 

You make to choice

 

Emptiness inside

 

Someday you’ll see

 

Once you’ve had you’re

 

Ride

 

Eternal Life

 

Trapped in darkness

 

When will I depart from

 

This?  

 

Take this walk alone -

 

Have a companion

 

One you know will never

 

Abandon 

 

I’ve had fun

 

I’ve had a blast

 

While learning from

 

The past

  

What is the future?

 

_____________________________

 

 

 

Things that make me happy

 

9-5-06

 

1.   Rain all the time, thunderstorms,

 

downpours, sprinkles

 

2.  Halloween

 

3.   The Pumpkin festival

 

4.   Fall feeling

 
 
 
About my Father

 
 Myself and middle son with my father in his last photo in May 2009

 

(The follow is from the eulogy

I gave at my father's funeral)

 

Two pieces of Scripture that stand out to me when I think about my Dad,

Job 14:1

Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble.

Proverbs 19:1-9

My children, listen when your father corrects you.
Pay attention and learn good judgment,
2 for I am giving you good guidance.
Don’t turn away from my instructions.
3 For I, too, was once my father’s son,
tenderly loved as my mother’s only child.

4 My father taught me,
“Take my words to heart.
Follow my commands, and you will live.
5 Get wisdom; develop good judgment.
Don’t forget my words or turn away from them.
6 Don’t turn your back on wisdom, for she will protect you.
Love her, and she will guard you.
7 Getting wisdom is the wisest thing you can do!
And whatever else you do, develop good judgment.
8 If you prize wisdom, she will make you great.
Embrace her, and she will honor you.
9 She will place a lovely wreath on your head;
she will present you with a beautiful crown.”

I wish I could tell everyone here about my Dad's life, tell you all of the fascinating things I know have taken place, things he did for so many people, about his life as a child in this rural area, the tough times he lived through, but honestly, I came along pretty late in his life, and I feel like many of you could tell about those stories, many I've never heard, but when a man lives 85 years, it is hard to here all about his life from any single person.

I realize how little I knew when I was talking to his Nephew, Mark, the day before yesterday, and he told me Daddy was Commissioned by the Governor of Kentucky in 1973 as a Kentucky Colonel. This was something I did not know, and it reminded how little I do know, despite asking all the questions I have over my 27 years. So I looked into that honor he was given, and I learned this Commission is only granted by the Governor of Kentucky, and only he knows the reason why, but usually the reasons are for being dedicated to the welfare of others and for overall strength of character. Well, those are things everyone who knew daddy understood well about him.

I cannot count the times people have told me that they would not have made it if he had not been there to help them. I feel very confident when I say there could be no person around that did nearly so much for the people of his area for year after year after year.

Imagine being told that by people that they would have went hungry as children had your dad not been there month after month, and this is a story I've heard from people since I was a child.

And there in the store, hundreds, Thousands of unpaid bills and bad checks stacked box on top of box. Daddy always said the amount of money owed, well, it was so much he really could not imagine trying to tally it all, and it was given to help people, money he was never repaid, but Money he kept on giving.

I know this area will never see someone else like him, no one else to impact an entire Generation, Never Again.

The Bible says to "Give honor to whom honor is due", and I feel inferior to the task. . . when he is due so much.

And I have spent most all of my life thinking that Daddy, being nearly 60 when I came along, would not be with me very long, so you would all think that I was prepared for this, but I cannot tell you how unprepared I really was, really am. I believed as years went on he would have to live forever, certainly, he would live forever, and I told myself that after we lost Ben, Angel and Quentin that if - and I stress IF - Daddy died, then I would feel it was for the best because of how hard it was on him to go on without his little kids, but selfishly, I will stand and tell you today, I cannot fathom him never calling me saying, "This is your Papa, How are You." I cannot imagine that. Still, I know he was never the same after that happened, and I have reminded myself of that fact daily, and I will continue to do so for a long time yet.

He told me recently, talking about my Baby, "Jack," who is almost 8 months old, "Maybe I'll live long enough for him to remember me," and I think about how I must remember to teach the Baby about his papaw Tiny. . . and remind his older Brother to tell him about him, and I think about how I can never really Show him how his papaw was, and I think about what he will have missed.

Constantly on my Dad's mind was doing what was right in the sight of God. He really worried about those he knew and hoped they would walk in the right direction. He was as much a Man of Honor and Integrity as I've ever known. My husband often said how he was basically the only person of his age he had ever met that still had such strong convictions.

He talked so often of what a strong man he had been, and I think of how he must be now, I imagine, he is that young man again, and he is with his babies, and I think that I really will be okay without him, but I also think of how I must remind myself of that every day from now to be able to accept him being gone.

I know this might just seem true to me because he was Mine, but I believe in Ernest that never was a Father more loved Just how He was than mine. I know that anyone who ever really knew him will never have him far from their thoughts, and I think not a day will pass that I do something Daddy would see as extravagant that I will not hear him says to me, "My, My"