June Dutton

I just looked up June Dutton on the internet. I knew it would be a long shot but hoped she was still alive so I could tell her how she has touched my life from a child and still does today. When I was four years old, I obtained a marvelous book while my grandmother was terminally ill and in the hospital. I spent countless hours looking at the pictures. For a few years, my older brother read the book to me until I was old enough enough to read it myself. As I grew up, I slowly stopped...

I only met June a couple of times but I will always remember the blonde lady who moved with grace and the ease with which she met and conversed with strangers.

How fortunate her children and grandchildren for myriad ways in which she gave loving support and encouragement to family and friends.

May June reside in your hearts, always, lending comfort and gratitude for all the memories that have been shared that now become your very own.

Fondly,