gensekr

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I want to thank everyone very much for contributing additions, corrections, or links, as they truly are an assistance to researchers. We know that occasionally just a tiny bit of information can lead to great discoveries. PLEASE USE the "EDIT" TAB on the upper right side of the memorial to send the information.

If I have added a photo of a person that you wish to have removed please advise.

Genealogy research has been my interest for many years and still every day is a new adventure! I love learning about relatives, close and distant!

"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye.

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.

I want to thank everyone very much for contributing additions, corrections, or links, as they truly are an assistance to researchers. We know that occasionally just a tiny bit of information can lead to great discoveries. PLEASE USE the "EDIT" TAB on the upper right side of the memorial to send the information.

If I have added a photo of a person that you wish to have removed please advise.

Genealogy research has been my interest for many years and still every day is a new adventure! I love learning about relatives, close and distant!

"Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep" is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye.

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.

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