You have touched the lives of all of us and are truly loved forever.
"I have the memories of you in my pocket. They rattle among the change. My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go; stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole. They give me comfort when I think I am alone, and joy to meet you once again, when I come home. The memories I have in my pocket, like so much other stuff, are of all the treasures I keep there... But it’s the...
Rebecca & Kids
January 14, 2007