PITMAN

PITMAN Harold. In loving memory of a dear husband, dad and grandad, who fell asleep 19th June 2001. Time seems to fly, in the day's mad rush, time just slips by in the evening Hush; time appears endless, to the young in heart, and time can be cruel, to the one's apart; But time's a great healer when all seems in vain, and helps to bring sunshine and laughter again; Time waits for no man, the saying go's, time marches on, as everyone knows, but time can stand still, help bring back to mind, the sweet memories, that where left far behind. Always in our hearts Phoepe and Family.