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"Our Guardian Angels"

When angels sense you need them,
And angels always do.
They come, unseen, from everywhere,
To help and comfort you.
They hover close beside you,
Till all your cares are gone.
Till they can see you're ready,
Once again to carry on.
Then some of them fly away,
And take their gentle touch.
To other hearts that need the love,
Of angels very much.
But one, at least, stays with you,
As your constant friend and guide.
For guardian angels never leave,
They're always at your side.

Author - David Bettle




He is now our Guardian Angel...


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He is our Dad..and this page is dedicated to him

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A father is a thing that is forced to endure childbirth without an anesthetic. A father never feels entirely worthy of the worship in a child's eyes. He's never quite the hero his daughter thinks he is, never quite the man his son believes him to be -- and this worries him, sometimes.

So he works too hard to try to smooth the rough places in the road for those of his own who will follow him.

A father is a thing that gets very angry when school grades aren't as good as he thinks they should be. He scolds his son though he knows it's the teacher's fault. Fathers give daughters away to other men who aren't nearly good enough so they can have grandchildren who are smarter than anybody's.

Fathers make bets with insurance companies about who will live the longest. Though they know the odds, they keep right on betting. And one day they lose.

I don't know where a father goes when he dies. But I've an idea that after a good rest, wherever it is, he won't be happy unless there's work to do. He won't just sit on a cloud and wait for the girl he's loved and the children she bore. He'll be busy there, too, repairing the stairs, oiling the gates, improving the streets, smoothing the way.
~ Paul Harvey ~



Letter From Heaven
(Unknown)

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 am 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 all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you that, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, then 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 was 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.

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We lost our Dad in 1991..but he is in our
hearts forever.
For you Dad,
With all our love,
Cheryl, Ron, Sharlene, Debbie, Lisa, and
Pam


We could not have asked God to make them more perfect..our Mom and Dad..

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When you thought I wasn't looking,
I saw you hang my first painting on
the refrigerator,
and I wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I saw you feed a stray cat, and
I thought it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I saw you make my favorite cake just for me,
and I knew that little things
are special things.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I heard you say a prayer,
and I believed there is a God
I could always talk to.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I felt you kiss me good night,
and I felt loved.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I saw tears come from your eyes,
and I learned that sometimes things hurt,
but it's all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I saw that you cared and I wanted to
be everything that I could be.
When you thought I wasn't looking,
I looked ... and wanted to say thanks
for all the things I saw
when you thought I wasn't looking.
(Author Unknown)



Our Mom and Dad.
Then...

and in 1990.




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