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In Memoriam

In memory of our dear husband and father, Frank Lewis Lillard, who passed away eight years ago today, April 16, 1945.

Today, our hearts are heavy, Our. thoughts are all of thee; Oh, how we miss you “Daddy." None but God in heaven can see. When “Daddy" breathed his last

farewell, The stroke meant more than tongue

can tell; Our home seems quite another

place Without the smile of “Daddy's" face. In the graveyard softly sleeping, Where the flowers gently wave, ' Lies the one we loved so dearly, And tried so hard to‘save. Dear “Daddy," some day we will

meet you, Where we never say, “goodbye;” I can think of nothing sweeter Than our meeting in the sky.

By his wife and children. —-s__—_

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