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Thu, 16 Feb 2017 13:35:35 EST

You grew hubbard squash bigger than these you told me!

Condolence From DKing

Tue, 14 Feb 2017 08:28:11 EST

I would like to express my deepest sympathy to the family. During this difficult time, God is near to those that are broken at heart, and those who are crushed in spirit He saves. Psalms 34:18

Condolence From Midge and Dolph Becker

Mon, 13 Feb 2017 13:42:40 EST

Dear Roben and family....we were so sorry to learn of your Dad's passing away. We are thinking of you at this very difficult time. Our thoughts and our prayers go out to you. Love you Midge and Dolph

Condolence From Marcy antiuk

Sun, 12 Feb 2017 17:20:50 EST

February 12, 2017 Daddy, grateful I was able to be there to read this poem to you with everyone at your bedside before you went to heaven. Leave~Taking BY SANDRA BURY (When death begins to call) When the coming of your death became an awareness on the planet some wondrous events began. The word went out that you were preparing to leave, to leave this place that you call home. The word was heard by the wind and it promised to blow under you and push you. The clouds heard the wind and billowed for joy. You may land on us and float for a while. The rain said, I'll wash the air clean, While each star polished itself to a brilliant shine. In the presence of your impending death the earth prepared to send you forth. The gravity that had held you so tightly began to lose its grip. It called, Let loose, Let loose, Let loose and fly. As you began to float, a squirrel noticed and remembered; remembered how you saved, saved those things that were important. He told the rabbit, who told the turtle, who told the bird. He/She's coming, they whispered. The bird sang your memories a joyous release. The song was heard by a lone wolf. The lone wolf stood on a cold tundra howling her appreciation of all the lessons you learned so well. Some distant great pines heard the howl and knew of your leaving. They swayed, releasing their fragrance to waft with you. The fragrance was gathered in by the swiftest of hawks, flown high with the wisdom that the great hawk knows. The hawk told a passing eagle who swooped and soared until, finding your spirit loose on the wind, carried it forward to a joyous rainbow. The rainbow said, Come, I've been waiting. The colors are all for you! When the moon heard this, it shouted, Prepare! A life well lived is approaching! The stars again polished their shine until the illumination penetrated the system. Your soul saw and knew it was going home. Home to the light, home to the sun and home beyond home, beyond home. And it met with all that it had always known: the silent and brilliant mystery. The source. The entire mystery burst with the splendor of Welcome, welcome, we have been waiting. The source, with all the ancestors gathered round, enfolded you and danced your coming. While far away, in the world you had known, a group of your loves and friends gathered to speak your praises, to sing your leaving and to forever remember. February 12, 2017 I miss you Daddy. Your spirit will be with me forever. I'm grateful for everything you taught me, especially mechanics and diesel engine repair. Your Daughter, Marcy

Condolence From RaeJean Stokes

Sun, 12 Feb 2017 12:53:29 EST

I am so very sorry to hear of Uncle Marty's passing. Even though it's been a long time, and there are many miles of distance between us, I have many fond memories. With love - RaeJean & Nick

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