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October 17, 2018

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March 8, 2018
My thoughts and prayers are with you.
Mary Allis Walker Burriss
Durham, NC
March 6, 2018
Gladys was a wonderful lady who will be greatly missed. My prayers go out to the family.

Sincerely,
Lisa M. McClain
March 6, 2018
May you find peace in the memories you share and comfort knowing that God is close to the broken hearted Isaiah 57:15.
March 6, 2018
Nature

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently, that we go
Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,
Being too full of sleep to understand
How far the unknown transcends the what we know.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Poetry Foundation