Pierre Ernest Beaudet

Dearest Pete,
Donald and I will miss you, so much. I really enjoyed watching those golf matches with you and giving you a hard time about the Gators. I know you are playing golf with Jim in heaven and he is telling you to keep your head down over the ball. God bless you. Moreen and Donald Reddick, Orlando

Dearest Pa Pete and Nana Bert, Now you can both rest together in peace and pain free. We will miss you both until we join you in the glory land. I know Jesus went ahead of us to prepare a place for us all to be with each other. You're spirits are around us and I thank you for the peace you give me daily. I Love You Both Dearly. Lisa Dye

Dear Beaudet Family:

Your father had much to be proud of in the family who cared for him tenderly and sent him lovingly to his reward. We know you will find comfort in sharing memories and each other's company in the days to come.

Love,

Sue and Ron

In Memory Of Those We Miss

When someone dies, you don't get over it
By Forgetting
You get over it by Remembering
And
You are aware that no person is ever truly
Lost or Gone
Once they have been in our life and loved us
As we have Loved Them.

Rest in Peace dearest Pete, we loved you and the memories will always warm the heart. You loved Mom, and me and all the kids . Your spirit was one of kindness, gentleness and always smiling. Love you always. Carole

Dear Nancy, Jackie, Petey, Keith and family;

We can't begin to express the shock and sadness we feel today at the loss of your dad, and most especially to learn that your mom has so recently passed away also. We were not prepared at all for this news as we learned of the deaths in our Jacksonville Times Union this morning. We have been in touch with my family in Orlando; Nancy's younger sister (Sigrid Brown) and Nancy's nieces and nephews, (Kim, Melanie and Steve), Audrey and Omer Brown's children, to let them know.

"Pete and Bert" as we always called them were such a part of our happy memories. We struggled through the earlier death of Jean, and her valiant fight for life, of course, and when Bert became Pete's wife it just felt so "right".

We feel so sad now. The happy times are memories to be treasured and remembered until we're called "home" ourselves.

May God bless you all through these difficult times.

Much love,

Jack and Nancy Milam
Jacksonville, Fl

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
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