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SHE WILL NEVER quite leave us, our friend who has passed Through the shadows of death to the sunlight above. A thousand sweet memories are holding her fast, To the place that she blessed with her presence and love.

“OUR FRIENDS, like fruit from the tree of life, are falling one by one.” We miss them, hoping that through the goodness of God they have found a better home.

A few nights ago a lad called on the phone (not to talk to me, however), but courteous lad that he was he did ask about me, full of commiseration that I might be lonely. I told him that I had been a loner about all my life, that I was accustomed to being alone. It is true, however, that when you love some

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