Geraldine Prevost

Mrs. Prevost kept a prayer card with this poem on it. ~~~ Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rush Of beautiful birds in circling flight, I am the starshine of the night. I am in the flowers that bloom, I am in a quiet room. I...

My deepest condolences to the family. I will always remember the happiness and good times I shared with Mrs. Prevost. I loved her dearly. I have so many memories. She told the best stories and could always make me laugh. She was an amazing cook and kept Louisiana alive in her kitchen. She was such a strong presence in her home and in the lives of all she touched. While I know she has passed to a better place and knows the joy of reuniting with Sheila, Mr. Prevost and our beloved dead, her...

In loving memory of a wonderful person. We will love you and miss you always.