V. Wayne Cable, 63, 313 Amity Lane, Johnson City, passed away at his residence Friday, October 27, 2006, following a brief illness.
A native of Banner Elk, N.C., he was a son of the late Robert W. and Pansy Wyatt Cable. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by a sister, JoAnn Pickle.
Mr. Cable loved his job as a Road Foreman of Engines with CSX Transportation, previously known as Clinchfield Railroad, where he worked for 36 years. He was a U.S. Navy veteran.
Wayne loved his dog "Bridgette," who was his faithful companion.
Survivors include his wife, Elizabeth Cable, of the home; a son and daughter-in-law, Kevin and Rusti Cable of Elizabethton; two grandchildren, Elizabeth and husband Ed Nesmith of Johnson City and Kevin "Jake" Cable of Johnson City; a great-grandson, Hunter Nesmith of Johnson City; a cherished sister-in-law, Joyce Newman of Pearl, Miss.; and a brother and sister-in-law, Bob and Brenda Cable of Elizabethton. Several nieces and nephews also survive.
A graveside service for Mr. Cable will be conducted at 10 a.m. Monday, October 30, at Roselawn Memory Gardens with Rev. Harold Mains officiating. Military Honors will be provided by Captain Lynn H. Folsom V.F.W. Post #2166. Everyone will meet at the cemetery at 9:50 a.m. Monday. Honorary pallbearers will be employees of CSX Transportation. The family will receive friends at Hathaway-Percy Funeral Home from 5 to 7 p.m. Sunday. Online condolences may be sent to the family through our Web site at www.hathawaypercy.com.
Arrangements for the Cable family have been entrusted to Hathaway-Percy Funeral Home, Elizabethton, (423) 543-5544.


This is the most serious post that I've ever had to post. I lost my dad on Friday. Oct. 27, 2006. I had come off of night shift on Friday morning. As soon as I got up, I called Mom and asked how Dad was doing. She told me that he was doing O.K., and that he was laying down, resting. About an hour and a half later, the phone rang, and Rusti got it. She told me to pick up the other phone. It was Mom, and she told me that Dad had died. I heard the Wash. Co. EMS crew in the background, but I couldn't believe that he was gone. Surely, I thought, she must be mistaken. Rusti and I went over there, and sure enough, he was gone. He had hemmoraged from his mouth and nose, and just died right there in the bedroom.

Most of the rest of that night was kinda blurred in my memory. The Coroner that came out out was Benny Colbaugh. Benny was great, and was sincerely helpful. The Johnson City Police Officer on the scene was Ofc. Eric Hull, and he was great. He was very compassionant, and definitely went 'above and beyond' what would have been expected of him. He was sooo comforting to Mom. It was close to his shift change, and it took the Funeral Home a long time to get there, and he offered to stay until they arrived. I hope that when I go on a death call, I can be half as nice and compassionant as he was. My hat is off to both Benny and Ofc. Hull, and I bet neither one will ever realize what kind of impact they made on us in our time of grief.

We had Dad taken to Hathaway-Percy Funeral Home, which took care of my beloved Granny years ago. We were so blessed to have gotten Paul as our coordinator. He was genuinely comforting. Mom hit it off with Paul right off the bat, and he made the funeral arranging so much easier for a greiving family. He also stood by us throughout the whole proscess, and I cannot say enough about how dear he was to us, especially my Mom. Anyone, no matter what their job, would be well off to emulate him. Thanks, buddy, I will always remember you, and how much you helped assuage Mom's grief. You are one of a kind.

We had Visitation, or receiving friends, or whatever you want to call it on Sunday Evening. My old buddy Ben Collins was one of the first ones there. I used to work with him years ago at Nuclear Fuel Services. I was blown away that he came. There was sooo many guys there from CSX. They were all sooo nice, and every one, to a man, talked about how much they LOVED Dad. I saw tears shed from his co-workers. They all talked about how much he would be missed at the Railroad. Dad loved the Railroad, and all the people that he worked with. It was his LIFE, and he worked seven days a week. I was proud to meet them, and so many of them talked about how Dad had talked about his family at work. I had several of them ask me why I had not come to work at the Railroad. I was wondering how Mom would do during the Wake, but I really believe that it helped her getting to talk with all of Dad's Co-workers, who so obviously loved him. The City shift (Shift 2) that had been on duty on day shift all came in together. If I'm rambling, I'm talking about the Elizabethton Police Dept. It meant alot to me. My shift at the County all came, and I was glad to see them. The Sheriff of Carter Co. came, as well as my old buddy, Keith, and M. Lunceford, and R. Bowers. My friend Wendy W. came, as well as Tim's wife, Starr, who are the 9-1-1 Dispatchers for our shift.

This morning we had the graveside service, which was conducted by my friend, the Reverand Harrold Maines. It was really nice. Rev. Maines did a terrific job. There was a Military Honor Guard, provided by the V.F.W. It was a beutiful morning, and the service was really nice. My whole shift, which is working Dayshift this week, was there, as was Keith. The Military Honors provided by the V.F.W. were awesome. I think Dad would've like it.

Anyway, I need to sign off for now. Maybe more later.