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|For the love of my daughter Courtnei Tayleur Lotridge|
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We are so sorry about the passing of your Wife Suzanne We did not know until today.You and Your Family Our in Our prayers.
|Susan245||For Jan (& Suzanne too)|
So sorry about the loss of your beautiful daughter. She was the same age as my younger son. I wish I had known her. Peace, love and blessings.
Added by Susan245 on Feb 19, 2011 8:47 PM
|Kathy Londo Barnes||Note to Jan|
Just thinking about you today Jan & sending good thoughts & prayers for peace, your way. Kathy
Hi, Mr Lotridge.
I often visit your daughter Courtnei's memorial, and I knew that recently you lost your wife, Mrs Lotridge...I'd like to express my deepest feelings of friendship in such a hard time of your life.
|Kathy Londo Barnes||Favor|
Would you please take a minute and go to my bio, click on the name Sgt. Lucas Beachnaw & leave a token. I'm trying to raise awareness of his sacrifice & the efforts made by the friends of the family, to raise money to help house the Soldiers who are coming in to pay their respects to their friend who died in Afganistan. If you could pass the information on to your friends, I'd appreciate it. Kathy
|Genealogy Girl||Genealogist's Christmas Eve|
'Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even my spouse.
The dining room table with clutter was spread
With pedigree charts and with letters which said...
"Too bad about the data for which you wrote;
Sank in a storm on an ill-fated boat."
Stacks of old copies of wills and such
Were proof that my work had become too much.
Our children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.
And I at my table was ready to drop
From work on my album with photos to crop.
Christmas was here, and such was my lot
That presents and goodies and toys I'd forgot.
Had I not been busy with grandparents' wills,
I'd not have forgotten to shop for such thrills,
While others bought gifts to bring Christmas cheers,
I'd spent time researching those birth dates and years.
While I was thus musing about my sad plight,
A strange noise on the lawn gave me such a great fright.
Away to the window I flew in a flash,
Tore open the drapes and yanked up the sash.
When what with my wondering eyes should appear,
But an overstuffed sleigh and eight small reindeer.
Up to the house top the reindeer they flew,
With a sleigh full of toys and 'ole Santa Claus, too.
And then in a twinkle, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of thirty-two hoofs.
As I drew in my head, and bumped it on the sash,
Down the cold chimney fell Santa--KER-RASH!
"Dear" Santa had come from the roof in a wreck,
And tracked soot on the carpet, (I could wring his short neck!)
Spotting my face, good 'ole Santa could see
I had no Christmas spirit you'd have to agree.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings, (I felt like a jerk).
Here was Santa, who'd brought us such gladness and joy:
When I'd been too busy for even one toy.
He spied my research on the table all spread
"A genealogist!" He cried! (My face was all red!)
"Tonight I've met many like you," Santa grinned,
As he pulled from his sack a large book he had penned.
I gazed with amusement--the cover it read
Genealogy Lines for Which You Have Plead.
"I know what it's like as a genealogy bug."
He said as he gave me a great Santa hug.
"While the elves make the sleighful of toys I now carry,
I do some research in the North Pole Library!
A special treat I am thus able to bring,
To genealogy folk who can't find a thing."
"Now off you go to your bed for a rest,
I'll clean up the house from this genealogy mess."
As I climbed up the stairs full of gladness and glee,
I looked back at Santa who'd brought much to me.
While settling in bed, I heard Santa's clear whistle,
To his team, which then rose like the down of a thistle.
And I heard him exclaim as he flew out of sight,
"Family history is Fun! Merry Christmas! Goodnight!"
|K.A.O.S. in Los Angeles||Seasons Greetings|
I wish only the best for you at the holidays and for the coming new year!
May your thanksgiving be beautiful
Full of family, full of love
Let the memories continue to be the season
Of your life and let the legacy of your beloved
be forever enshrined in happiness and joy
Always in the golden time of day.
Hi Jan! Yes, Yulia Michelle Winkelspecht was born on Tuesday, Noevmber 10th. She weighed 8lbs. 2oz.
Thank you for asking, her and mom are doing great!
Added by Zappa on Nov 23, 2009 7:38 AM
It was so sweet and good of you to leave a beautiful token on my precious daughters memorial. You are a good friend and I appreciate you thinking so much of her to leave her a token. I put you on my friends list and I hope you do not mind. Friends are worth more than silver or gold. Thanks again for your love shown. Always a friend corky
Added by Corky on Aug 09, 2009 8:12 PM
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