OUR HEARTFELT THANKS GO TO DEBALA FOR SPONSORING BUDDYS' FINDAGRAVE MEMORIAL. GOD BLESS YOU ALWAYS!!!
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Clifford E. Bennett and wife Linda gave birth to a beautiful baby boy on May 31, 1972. Time was precious with their son, soon after his birth he was called home to be with our Lord. He was survived by his paternal grandparents, Clifford D. & Twila I. Bennett, and his maternal grandparents, Joseph & Margaret K. Louese. Buddy was also survived by his sisters Andrea & Bridget (both at home).
"In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful of botanists, there is an occasional rose that buds, but never opens. In all respects the rose is like all the others, but something keeps it from blooming. It fades away - or disappears - without having reached maturity.
What happens in nature's garden happens once in a while also in the garden of God's human family. A baby is born, beautiful, precious, but fails to come to its rightful unfolding. This child, like the bud that never fully opens, is gathered back into God's heavenly garden of souls - where all imperfections are made perfect; all injustices made right; all mysteries are explained; and all sorrows turned to happiness."
A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL WHO LEAVE A TOKEN FOR MY BABY BROTHER.
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Clifford E. Bennett and wife Linda gave birth to a beautiful baby boy on May 31, 1972. Time was precious with their son, soon after his birth he was called home to be with our Lord. He was survived by his paternal grandparents, Clifford D. & Twila I. Bennett, and his maternal grandparents, Joseph & Margaret K. Louese. Buddy was also survived by his sisters Andrea & Bridget (both at home).
"In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful of botanists, there is an occasional rose that buds, but never opens. In all respects the rose is like all the others, but something keeps it from blooming. It fades away - or disappears - without having reached maturity.
What happens in nature's garden happens once in a while also in the garden of God's human family. A baby is born, beautiful, precious, but fails to come to its rightful unfolding. This child, like the bud that never fully opens, is gathered back into God's heavenly garden of souls - where all imperfections are made perfect; all injustices made right; all mysteries are explained; and all sorrows turned to happiness."
A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL WHO LEAVE A TOKEN FOR MY BABY BROTHER.
OUR HEARTFELT THANKS GO TO DEBALA FOR SPONSORING BUDDYS' FINDAGRAVE MEMORIAL. GOD BLESS YOU ALWAYS!!!
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Clifford E. Bennett and wife Linda gave birth to a beautiful baby boy on May 31, 1972. Time was precious with their son, soon after his birth he was called home to be with our Lord. He was survived by his paternal grandparents, Clifford D. & Twila I. Bennett, and his maternal grandparents, Joseph & Margaret K. Louese. Buddy was also survived by his sisters Andrea & Bridget (both at home).
"In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful of botanists, there is an occasional rose that buds, but never opens. In all respects the rose is like all the others, but something keeps it from blooming. It fades away - or disappears - without having reached maturity.
What happens in nature's garden happens once in a while also in the garden of God's human family. A baby is born, beautiful, precious, but fails to come to its rightful unfolding. This child, like the bud that never fully opens, is gathered back into God's heavenly garden of souls - where all imperfections are made perfect; all injustices made right; all mysteries are explained; and all sorrows turned to happiness."
A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL WHO LEAVE A TOKEN FOR MY BABY BROTHER.
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Clifford E. Bennett and wife Linda gave birth to a beautiful baby boy on May 31, 1972. Time was precious with their son, soon after his birth he was called home to be with our Lord. He was survived by his paternal grandparents, Clifford D. & Twila I. Bennett, and his maternal grandparents, Joseph & Margaret K. Louese. Buddy was also survived by his sisters Andrea & Bridget (both at home).
"In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful of botanists, there is an occasional rose that buds, but never opens. In all respects the rose is like all the others, but something keeps it from blooming. It fades away - or disappears - without having reached maturity.
What happens in nature's garden happens once in a while also in the garden of God's human family. A baby is born, beautiful, precious, but fails to come to its rightful unfolding. This child, like the bud that never fully opens, is gathered back into God's heavenly garden of souls - where all imperfections are made perfect; all injustices made right; all mysteries are explained; and all sorrows turned to happiness."
A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL WHO LEAVE A TOKEN FOR MY BABY BROTHER.
