Claire Jutras

We are very sorry for your loss
Louie and Carol Jutras

Memere, We were all talking Tuesday night about the birdhouse you would hang in the arch. It was old, and delicate, but you would always let us turn it on so we could hear it chirp. And the candlesticks in the parlor that without fail would break every so often. And how Markie would sneak up to you and tickle your toes. And Manoosh, Manoosh, Tap tap tap tap tap! And most of all, the way you would kiss our cheeks three times. We miss you Memere. I love you!