Thank you for sharing a part of your life with us.
Betsy was the first child to hold me shortly after I was born. She was seven. My sister was six and afraid she'd drop me. Not Betsy. She entered every challenge knowing she could face it and win. She remained that way all her life. She was an inspiration to so many people. I remember going back stage when she was in "Call Me Madam" which starred Ethel Merman, to whom Betsy introduced my mother and me. Years later my children played with with Miss Merman's grandchildren on the dbeaches of Fire Island where the Bogers and my family spent many happy summers. Betsy remained a part of my life until she died.I received a sweet letter from her about a year or so before asking me to come to London to visit her. Shortly after receiving it I heard she was ill and changed my plans. Rest in sacred, loving peace...knowing you are with our God. My love goes with you always. Betty Thompson Roper
IN THEMSELVES OUR YEARS ARE SEVENTY OR EIGHTY BETSY HAD THAT SPECIAL MIGHTINESS,MAY HER MEMORIES ALWAYS BE A SOURCE OF COMFORT TO ALL THOSE WHO KNEW AND LOVED HER, AND MAY THE WORDS OF PSALMS 90;10 BRING YOU COMFORT. SINCERELY MOLLYCOLCLOUGH@GMAILO21,COM
To the family: May the comfort from family and friends continue to strengthen you, and may you find comfort in the words found in the Holy Scriptures: "And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away."
i was a very small boy,brought to
the Killester cinema, in Dublin IRELAND,i saw the movie, Marty,
even then i thought, betsy blair,
an angel from heaven.PAUL WILSON,
MAY SHE REST IN PEACE. SLAIN ABHAILE, betsy.
WEEP NOT FOR ME
Do not weep for me when I no longer dwell among the wonders of the earth; for my larger self is free, and my soul rejoices on the other side of pain...on the other side of darkness.
Do not weep for me, for I am a ray of sunshine that touches your skin, a tropical breeze upon your face, the hush of joy within your heart and the innocence of babes in mothers arms.
I am the hope in a darkened night. And, in your hour of need, I will be there to comfort you. I will share your tears, your joys, your fears, your disappointments and your triumphs.
Do not weep for me, for I am cradled
in the arms of God. I walk with the angels, and hear the music beyond the stars.
Do not weep for me, for I am within you;
I am peace, love, I am a soft wind that caresses the flowers. I am the calm that follows a raging storm. I am an autumns leaf that floats among the garden of God, and I am pure white snow that softly falls upon your hand.
Do not weep for me, for I shall never die, as long as you remember me...
with a smile and a sigh.
© Joe Fazio
email@example.com /Joe Fazio,
Beverly Hills, California