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In Cavity memory of our wife and mother, Jacquelyn ‘Roberta Holland, who left its September30,1984. It has been awhile since Qod saw fit to call our Mother home. She’s stid alive within our hearts. Though we sometimes feel alone. 'Without her here to talf to and to show her all our love, ‘We hjtow she’s free from suffering now, ‘With Qod, in Heaven above. We miss her! Oh! How we miss her! And sometimes in the night, We wale up crying for her and cry til dawn's gray light. The day that she was buried, We could hear our own hearts pound, And thought we couldn’t stand it, When they laid her neath the ground. We Inow now that she’s in heaven,„„ ** free from ad her hurt and pain, And some day when our lives are ore, We'd be with her again. HA!FPy M&TH'ERIS DAJ, MOM!

WELOVEyOW

Sadly Missed by,

Husband and Daughter

J.C. Holland & Lisa H. Hurkf

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