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Tribute To My Love

Dad, sixty-three plus years of sincere love and togetherness

have ended.

You kept saying, “ I want to go home” and kept waking up

in the night and trying to open the front door. We did not
understand that you were anxious to go to your Lord.

I still wake up at night hearing you cough and to attend to
your physical needs. Little did I know that when you put

your hand on my shoulder on Saturday and said “Thank

you very much. I love you Mom” would be the last time you
spoke to me.

Take your eternal rest and enjoy conducting the Heavenly
choir.

Love forever Mom (Iris)

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