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In memory of my mother, Fannie M. Fincham who passed away May 19.
Nov. 25, 1904
to May 19,1997 God looked around his garden and He found an empty place. He then looked down upon this earth, and saw your tired face. He put His arms around you and lifted you to rest. God’s garden must he beautiful. He always lakes the best. He knew that you were suffering. He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So He closed your weary eyelids, and whispered, "Peace be thine." It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn't go alone. For part of us went with you the day God called you home. From all the children and grandchildren
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