Forever in our hearts

Dear Mom . . .,

Your beloved older brother, Earl, wrote the following poem for your own mother whom you cherished. We think his words speak for you as well.

. . . "If we could see the future . . .

When we were very young . . .

To alter many planned events . . .

Before the action's done . . .

We'd gladly modify some things . . .

Though really very few . . .

But one thing we would never change . . .

Our mother would be you." . . .

We will hold you in our hearts forever, Mom.

My sincere sympathy to all the family

Our sincere sympathy to all the family with nice memories of a lovely neighbour who always greeted us with a smile and a good word. She is missed.

To my sister, Joan. When I read these lines, I knew it embodied my thoughts of you. Rest peacefully.

For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.