Evening star., 1948-06-14
1n Mri1turtan1


Often sit and talk of you
And think of how you died.
To know you w not say aood-oy
Ny heart still aches with sadness.
My eyes shed many tear;
Only God knows how I've miss you
DEVoTED ~ 1hs eHa %1fG q Ge1 E11Ta RI T. DAVIS
JONES. GERTRUDE E. In sad. but low
9s R5DHry oNEs q suT who dss5 .Gss
life two years ago today June IA. 1946.
Mother, dear. we think Of you and talk
Sometimes we we even laugh at the things
you used to say and do.
But our hearts are heavy and very sad
We lost the dearest mother any one ever
dRANDcHiEDREN.
KELLER, LoTTIE JONES. tribute of
love and devotion t. the nnna memory 2! ohr
who passed away twenty-one years ago to-
day, June IA, 1927.
Memories are treasures no one can steal
Death leaves q heartache nothing can heal
Some have forgotten now tnat you are
We shall remember no matter how long:
KNOTT. ELIZABETH b. In loving mem
KNOTT, who passed away two years ago
today, June IA, 1946.
Her weary hours and days Of pain.
Her troubled nights are past,
And in our aching hearts we know
HER Sc hoviNo IN fGaod iEse' AND H5' SISTER
MARUCCI, JOSEPH. In loving memory
of my dear father. JOSEPH MARUCCI,
who % departed ,s1 this life one year ago today
Just the thought Of sweet remembrance,
Just a memory fond and true.
Just token of Affection
AND 1AudaTER sEaSrTE sst If 'ea SPANISH
MARUCCI, JOSEPH. In sacred memory
of our beloved father. JOSEPH MARuCCI'
who passed away one year ago today
June IA, 1947.
Loving thoughts, true and tender ;,
LOUIS AND BEATRICE MARucCI.
MARUCCI, JOSEPH. In loving remem-
MARUccI, who died one year ago today
June IA, 194I.
l do not know the pain you bore.
Nor did I see you die;
I only know you went away
And could not say sood-by.
No one knows how much I've missed you
No one knows the bitter pain
have suffered since you left me.
Life has never been the same.
In my heart your memory fingers,
sweetly, tenderly, fond and tras; dsr,,no
LOVING WIFE. MARGARET MARUcc1.
MCKINNEY, SUSAN. In sad but loving
srandmosher. rrmsmD5anse susAT M MekENNEY Who De.
Psrtfe a1l this life one year ago today June
Gone from the ones who loved her best;
God has taken our dear mother
Where she has found eternal rest.
We think of her in silence,
So few have seen us weep
But many silent tears are shed
HER LoXINa DAUGHTERS AND GRAND
OTTO. WILLIAM; Sacred ,yf1 e II TIE o4sTG Ts%,
ago today, June IA, 1927.
You have crossed the raging sea Of time
And left US in the storm. r
The angry billows around US roll.
By faith we're sailing on.
With only one last hope in view
And this we know is true:
You never can return to us, ,,,v .
But We can come to you. MAY.
PAXTON, JOSEPH; In l9ylng pUsEpH memcyy pny
ago today, June IA, 1947-
Before my eyes you faded.
GroEinE weaker ever every ,ds,,in. DAY;
Until God took you away.
often sit and think of you
And think of how you died;
To know you could not say sood-oy
prvoTNp 5ffS5e SyasuASbipHuGaTER yauA PHYLLIS
SULLIVAN, JOSEPHINE MISSOURI. In
TosnpHnNE iSSshS MsM0' M1ssoUR1 SULLIVAN. who
departed this life two years ago today
June IA, 1e46.
In our hearts sweet memories hnser'
kind and true.
For knowing such friend as you.
Day by day we miss you,
No one knows how much,
They only know as we:
LoviNo DAUGHTER; EIzAHEETTHI y.ETI 3.
TALKS: A.THTs+ s+Tt,R i In mfR1Iy Ta9Ks' Of whS my
Ssy. 1s;sed Jun. s~fz 4. iaiTss''0' ian4' MARY.
uMsrEAD, FLORENCE EDWARDS; ED:
WARDS. DORIS ELAINE. In memory Of
WARDS uMsTEAD: who departed this lits
nos s5ss yfsE; sIaN2 ne sasa May M II 1881
Not now but in the coming days We
shall know the meanings of our tears
Until we reach Thy heavenly shore
AND then lsss5 Msster tb.m ss s.for
As for me. / will behold Thy, face IN
righteousness: shall be satisfied when /
awake with Thy likeness. P;s.. xvii 3;
MOTHER AND FATHER, ROSETTA AND
THEODORE EDWARD, AND SISTER
AND BROTHERS,
WINsMoRE, MARY. Died June IA
1a41 MARY WINSMORE, wife OF Norman
Winsmore and mother Of Norman WINS
more. 1r.
Just . thousht of sweet remembrance,
Just q memory fond and true.
Just 4 token Of affection
And . heartache Just for vou-
More and more each day Ne miss you,
Though our thoughts are not feveeieoi
Little do they know the sorrow
That IL within our hearts concealed