To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; Eccl 3:1-2
During the season that we shared with you, we have memories of much joy and happiness. We now have sad hearts because of the emptiness we feel now that you are not in our physical presence, but we can still smile when we remember the things we shared when you were here with us.
Much Love Your Niece,
Rose Allen Paige