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Jackie L. Martin ✵ 1937-1997 

Name at birth:    Jackie L. Dawson 
Date of birth:    2/9/37 
Place of birth:   Austonio, TX
Date of death:    2/21/97 
Place of death:   Moscow, TX 
Place of burial:  Creek Cemetery, Austonio, TX, Houston County USA

Beloved Mother and Grandmother
She did not know how much she was loved because the
sickness in her mind would not let her live by her heart. So
she took her own life and maybe she is at peace with
both. I hope God knows she loved him and would not
have taken her own life if she was not sick.

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Virgina M Marshall ✵ 1916-2002 

Name at birth:    Virgina M Jablonowski 
Date of birth:    18 2 1916 
Place of birth:   Milwaukee United States 
Date of death:    6 3 2002 
Place of death:   Milwaukee United States 
Place of burial:  St. Adalberts cemetery

Submitted by: Robert E Marshall (marshall4@wi.rr.com)

Mom you were the moms of moms, Through your whole life you were faced with challenges, And victoried over them one by one. You may not be with us anymore on this earth but you have installed a little bit of you in all of us, And by that you will be with us for a long time. I would like to thank you for everything you did for us kids, Without you, We wouldn’t be or have what we have. In closing I would like to say you will never be forgotten, And we always love you from the bottom of our hearts

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Terry Ellen Manier ✵ 1956-1977

Terry Ellen Manier

Name at birth:  Terry Ellen Manier
Date of birth:  6/29/1956
Place of birth:  Detroit, Michigan USA
Date of death:  1/29/1977
Place of death:  Detroit, Michigan USA
Resting place:  Woodmere Cemetery- Detroit, Michigan- USA
Submitted by:  Linda McClain    (llhm@flash.net)

 

 

For my little sister who I love and we all miss.

Mom: Kathaleen M. Heck
Dad: Norman Manier
Sis: Linda McClain
Brother: Donald Corbett
Brother-In-Law: Charles L. McClain

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Raymond E. Maness ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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2 February 2018

Happy Birthday on the 2/7

I miss you Dad

Love Bill

William Maness <picubill@yahoo.com>

9 January 2000

Dad,

Happy New Millennium. I miss you.

Love, Susan

<SHuel0360@aol.com>

5 July, 1998
It has now been 3 years since you left. Time gets away. I am now in Texas and I keep thinking, how much you would have enjoyed visiting me here. I miss you even more. It’s not as painful, but, I still miss you so much.
I love you
Susan

M. Susan L. Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
18 July, 1997

Dad,
You are always with me, in my thoughts, in my heart, in the very fabric of my life. I have to relocate to a different state, it’s such a tough decision. I know what you would tell me if you were here. You would tell me that I have to follow my job, that I have responsibilities. So, I will do just that. I know that wherever I go, you are always with me.
I miss you,
Susan

M. Susan L. Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
Fri, 29 Nov 1996

Happy Thanksgiving Dad. This is still a big adjustment.

M. Susan L. Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
Thu, 5 Sep 1996

Its been while since my last visit to you. Your never far from my thoughts. I love you

Susan L Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
Tue, 23 Jul 1996

I love you and I miss you.

Susan L. Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
Sun, 30 Jun 1996

Dad,
Its been a year since you left us. Jared is now taller then I am. He was in the allstar game again this year. He missed having you there. We all miss you. Its another hot, steamy summer in St. Louis. I know you don’t miss that. I take comfort in the fact that you are no longer in pain, and I bet you are running circles around everyone. Hugs from all your grandchildren.

I love you
Susan

Susan L. Huelsing (FNLK97A@prodigy.com)
Fri, 24 May 1996

Dad,
This will be our first Fathers day with out you. I bought you a card anyway. I know somehow you will hear this.

From Your Daughter, with love.

Yours are the hands that raised me
and guided me when I was small--
that lifted me to laught at the sky
and held me when I was hurt or afraid..,

Yours is the voice I could recognize
even before I could talk-
the voice that could calm me, comfort me,
quiet my fears with just a single word..

Yours are the eyes I looked into,
that could say so much to me
with just a glance--
that could see through me and into me...
eyes that have smiled at me and with me
through all the years, in goods times and bad.
then and now...

You are the dad I have always loved,
and always will, so very much.

Happy Fathers Day Dad, I miss you

Love Susan

(thank you Hallmark)

Susan L. Huelsing (FNLK97A@prodigy.com)
Sun, 5 May 1996

Someone commented the other day on how I have your eyes. I must have starred at my eyes in the mirror for over 20 minutes. They were right. Why had I never noticed that before. Then I realize how much I am you, from my mannerisms to my sense of humor. I love you, and thank your for 35 years of love, strength and direction.

Mrs Susan L Huelsing (YLSP96A@prodigy.com)
Sun, 28 Apr 1996

Dad, I hope you look down on these flowers and smile. I love you and I miss you

Mrs Susan L Huelsing (FNLK97A@prodigy.com)
Mon, 29 Apr 1996

Little league has started, and your last grandson turns 1 in a few days. I miss you dad.

Love, Susan

Raymond E. Maness ✵ 1926-1995 

Name at birth:    Raymond E. Maness 
Date of birth:    02/07/26 
Place of birth:   Desoto, Missouri 
Date of death:    June 27, 1995 
Place of death:   St. Peters, Missouri 
Place of burial:  Jefferson Barracks, National Cemetery, St. Louis

Submitted by: Susan Huelsing (ylsp96a@prodigy.com)

Loving father of Pat, Sylvia, Robert, Susan and William Beloved Husband of Betty.

Whenever I feel the wind blow, or I see one of your beloved aircraft, I think of you and I smile.

I love you Dad,
Susan

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Sharon Alynne Mair ❀ Visitors & Flowers

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MEL.BENG@xtra.co.nz
26 December, 2006
A bunch of flowers for Sharon. I don’t even know her but her daughter’s poem brought tears to my eyes because it reminded me exactly how I felt when I lost my mother 24 years ago. The Tears I Know…
Sincerely,
Romel

Kristy Corbiere (fancydancer16@hotmail.com)
10 November, 2000
these are for my mother. she would have been 44 last october. her namesake will be one november 18. i miss you mom!

Roman Krajchi (roman.krajchi@sympatico.ca)
30 May, 1999
I am leaving flowers on my mother’s grave. Sharon Mair. She was one of a kind. Any questions about please e-mail me at jessica_rabbit01@hotmail.com I am willing to talk about anything you are curious about.

Sharon Alynne Mair ✵ 1956-1998 

Name at birth:    Sharon Alynne McDonald 
Date of birth:    October 6 1956 
Place of birth:   Sault Ste. Marie  Canada 
Date of death:    January 31 1998 
Place of death:   Sault Ste. Marie  Canada 
Place of burial:  Port Finley Cemetery, St. Joe's Island.
                 (Near Sault Ste. Marie) Ontario Canda

Submitted by: Sasha Mair (Jessica_Rabbit01@hotmail.com)

The woman being reconized is my mother. She was deaf. But didn’t need ears to be the perfect mom. She graduated Valedictorian of her class in the Belleville School for the Deaf. She had so much love and was one of the most well loved people in her life time. Over 1,500 people came to the funeral. She was beautiful and understanding. And was always there. When she died she was only 41. Right now I am 15.
No one can know how much I need her guidance and miss her. We weren’t expecting her to die. She had a brain haemmorrhage.
At the funeral I did not cry. I didn’t cry until that March. We have a memorial bowl for her every may in her name. I’d give my heart to see her again. Even hell is worth seeing her again. She was one of those people. Her heart was so pure so loving. She didn’t deserve to die. It wasn’t her time. I can feel that. I loved her with all my heart. If you (the reader) knew her you would’ve loved her too. I’ve written a poem in her memory. This winter I have written a sum of 56 poems. Here is one of them.

THE TEARS I KNOW

Her love was something to look forward to,
It was something that I once knew,
The feel of her love in my heart,
Is something that will never part,
Her heart always in the right place,
The glow of love in her face,
The warmth in her eyes,
While she wiped away my cries,
My heart’s pain will not cease,
But in time will decease,
Every so often I’ll think of my mother,
And know there is no other.

I hope you read this. And if you ever see a person signing. Please think of the woman who acheived it all.

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