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In Loving Memory of... |
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We do not need a special day to bring you to our minds. The days we do not think of you are very hard to find. Each morning when we awake we know that you are gone. And no one knows the heartache as we try to carry on. Our hearts still ache with sadness and secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you no one will ever know. Our thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill. In life we loved you dearly; in death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache, and often a silent tear. But always a precious memory of the days when you were here. If tears would make a staircase, and heartaches make a lane, We'd walk the path to heaven and bring you home again. We hold you close within our hearts; and there you will remain, To walk with us throughout our lives until we meet again. Our family chain is broken now, and nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
Author Unknown |
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Robert "Lil Bob" Larry Scoles March 2, 1961 to January 8, 1981 |
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My 5-year-old son kissed me today. He wrapped his arms around my neck and with tears in his eyes he gave me a big kiss on the cheek - the big, hard kind of kiss that lingers long after the actual bestowing. No words were exchanged between us, and the moment was gone equally as fast as it began. It was a "forgiveness kiss"- given to make up for some forgotten quarrel we'd had. A wonderful moment to remember... something to put a lump in the throat. It was just a dream, you see. The 5-year-old had grown to 19 and was killed in a motorcycle accident almost two years ago. Just the lump in the throat remains... Written by Larry Scoles 8/21/82 |
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Ethel Arlene Ewer Scoles ~May 25th 1916-February 1981 |
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A person could write forever of the joys of knowing Arlene. I am so thankful that I have so many wonderful memories of her. She was the sweetest, most loving and giving person that I have ever had the pleasure to know. I will never forget the many times we tried to learn to play the piano together, neither one of us ever did get it... Also, I remember the way her sheets smelt so fresh and nice just of the clothes line and the giant hugs she would so willingly give me. I will also always remember her giant smile that came to her face so easily. I will always miss her dearly. |
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Cora Parker Critchfield Durfey~June 9, 1922-May 11, 2004 |
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Grandma Durfey was such a sweetie, she was so gentle and kind, never wanting for anything. Always had a smile on her face and even when she wasn't feeling well she didn't let on. She was very strong by nature and didn't really like anyone to have to do anything for her. I learned many things from her and I will never be able to be half the woman she was.
She left behind, 3 children, 4 step-children, 17 grandchildren and 26 great-grandchildren. She is missed greatly by all who knew her! |
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