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James Lutes posted a condolence
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Evelyn will be missed, but will live on in our hearts. She is at peace now.
"No person is ever truly alone. Those who live no more, whom we loved, Echo still within our thoughts, our words, our hearts."~Richard Fife.
Love,
James Lutes (son-in-law)
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Therese Grysbeck posted a condolence
Sunday, November 6, 2011
She lived a long life and is now at peace. I am thankful she did not linger in pain.
So many little things remind me of her. She loved her candy and cookies, especially Fannie May chocolate and Hersey Bars. She loved to read. Mary Stewart, Willa Cather, were her favorite authors, among many others.
One of her favorite books was "The Egg and I" by Betty Macdonald.
As a child she read to me and I learned to read at four years of age. She instilled in me,
a love of books and learning that continues in my life.
In Loving Memory,
Your Daughter,
Therese Grysbeck-Lutes
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Therese Grysbeck posted a condolence
Sunday, November 6, 2011
I Measure Every Grief by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
I measure every grief I meet
With analytic eyes;
I wonder if it weighs like mine,
Or has an easier size.
I wonder if they bore it long,
Or did it just begin?
I could not tell the date of mine,
It feels so old a pain.
I wonder if it hurts to live,
And if they have to try,
And whether, could they choose between,
They would not rather die.
I wonder if when years have piled--
Some thousands--on the cause
Of early hurt, if such a lapse
Could give them any pause;
Or would they go on aching still
Through centuries above,
Enlightened to a larger pain
By contrast with the love.
The grieved are many, I am told;
The reason deeper lies,--
Death is but one and comes but once
And only nails the eyes.
There's grief of want, and grief of cold,--
A sort they call 'despair,'
There's banishment from native eyes,
In sight of native air.
And though I may not guess the kind
Correctly yet to me
A piercing comfort it affords
In passing Calvary,
To note the fashions of the cross
Of those that stand alone
Still fascinated to presume
That some are like my own.
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Brown Funeral Home & Cremation Services posted a condolence
Friday, November 4, 2011
Brown Funeral Home & Cremation Services made a donation of $65 to help preserve this legacy online.
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