Homemaker. Cora Louise Dunaway,64, died on February 1, 1988 at the Middlesboro Appalachian Regional Hospital in Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was born on August 7, 1922 in
Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late John Westley Minor and Mattie Hudson Minor. She was proceeded in death by her husband Charlie Britton Dunaway in 1975, brothers; Charlie Minor, William "Bill" Minor, Franklin D. Minor: sisters, Minnie Mathes, and Julia L. Lamb. She is survived by one son, James (Jimmy) Lee Dunaway of Wichita, Kansas. Interment was in the Hurst Cemetery, Middlesboro, Kentucky.
DO NOT WEEP FOR ME
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Tomorrow is the most Important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday
Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late John Westley Minor and Mattie Hudson Minor. She was proceeded in death by her husband Charlie Britton Dunaway in 1975, brothers; Charlie Minor, William "Bill" Minor, Franklin D. Minor: sisters, Minnie Mathes, and Julia L. Lamb. She is survived by one son, James (Jimmy) Lee Dunaway of Wichita, Kansas. Interment was in the Hurst Cemetery, Middlesboro, Kentucky.
DO NOT WEEP FOR ME
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Tomorrow is the most Important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday
Homemaker. Cora Louise Dunaway,64, died on February 1, 1988 at the Middlesboro Appalachian Regional Hospital in Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was born on August 7, 1922 in
Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late John Westley Minor and Mattie Hudson Minor. She was proceeded in death by her husband Charlie Britton Dunaway in 1975, brothers; Charlie Minor, William "Bill" Minor, Franklin D. Minor: sisters, Minnie Mathes, and Julia L. Lamb. She is survived by one son, James (Jimmy) Lee Dunaway of Wichita, Kansas. Interment was in the Hurst Cemetery, Middlesboro, Kentucky.
DO NOT WEEP FOR ME
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Tomorrow is the most Important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday
Middlesboro, Kentucky. She was the daughter of the late John Westley Minor and Mattie Hudson Minor. She was proceeded in death by her husband Charlie Britton Dunaway in 1975, brothers; Charlie Minor, William "Bill" Minor, Franklin D. Minor: sisters, Minnie Mathes, and Julia L. Lamb. She is survived by one son, James (Jimmy) Lee Dunaway of Wichita, Kansas. Interment was in the Hurst Cemetery, Middlesboro, Kentucky.
DO NOT WEEP FOR ME
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
Tomorrow is the most Important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday
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