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Card of Thanks I would like to take this opportunity to thank my many friends, relatives and neighbors for their flowers, cards, calls, visits and other acts of kindness shown to me during my stay at Fauquier Hospital and since my return home. Your thoughtfulness will long be remembered.

Linda Dwyer

Sperryville

In Memory Of

Our Son & Brother

LARRY WOODARD Season's come & Season's

Hut for us its lost its glow.

Life brings changes, day by day, But for us the pain will stay. Not to see you or hear your voice. Never forgetting our lost, We look toward the door each day. Expecting to see you & hear you say "hey" But we know this won't happen, not in this life here. But we have God's promise of all being together, Our next life with God will be so much better, God gave us a cross we have to carry, He will help us when we get weary, So our sweet one we will wait, Until we meet you at that wonderful gate. So Happy Birthday our dear one And Merry Christmas to you, Some how we know that you see us all. And are telling us to walk straight & tall, So when we look up and see a special star. We will know that you see us from afar. Our pain will never go away, But your memories are here to stay.

Mom, Dad, brothers & sisters

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