May God bless you and your...
Dearest Flossie, When I think of you Flossie, I think of LOVE. How Lovingly you invited me into your life. When I think you you Flossie, I think of MODESTY. How you lived your life, never boasting of personal accomplishments. Choosing to give all your thanks to the Lord. When I think you you, Flossie, I think of STRENGTH. How strong and mighty you are in such a delicate frame of body. When I think of you, Flossie, I think of HARD TIMES, growing up during the Great Depression. You...
Juanita Mitchell
November 13, 2007 | Turlock