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Terrie Lynn Baker

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Terrie Lynn Baker

Birth
Carthage, Jasper County, Missouri, USA
Death
18 Feb 1956
Jasper County, Missouri, USA
Burial
Carthage, Jasper County, Missouri, USA Add to Map
Plot
Park Lawn Bl 37 Lot 67 Sp 79
Memorial ID
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Baby Terrie Lynn was the daughter of Ira Neal Baker and Wanda Lee Albin Baker. She was born at McCune-Brooks Hospital in Carthage, MO. but sadly her birth was premature and she didn't survive. She was buried in Park Cemetery under the direction of Ulmer Funeral Home.

The death certificate can be viewed online at Missouri Digital Archives/death certificates online website.


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(¸.•.. (¸.•.. ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥

Angel of my Tears
How do you love a person
who never got to be,
or try to envision a face
you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one
who never got to live.
When there's nothing to feel good about
and nothing to forgive?
I love you, my little baby,
my companion of the night.
Wandering through my lonely hours,
beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before
you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life
and never see the dawn?
Ah! My little baby,
you lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain.
And then like yours, it's done.
I love you, my little baby,
just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you,
the Angel of my tears.
✽♥✽
~Author Unknown.
Baby Terrie Lynn was the daughter of Ira Neal Baker and Wanda Lee Albin Baker. She was born at McCune-Brooks Hospital in Carthage, MO. but sadly her birth was premature and she didn't survive. She was buried in Park Cemetery under the direction of Ulmer Funeral Home.

The death certificate can be viewed online at Missouri Digital Archives/death certificates online website.


¸.•..¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨) )
(¸.•.. (¸.•.. ♥ ♥ ♥♥ ♥ ♥

Angel of my Tears
How do you love a person
who never got to be,
or try to envision a face
you never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of one
who never got to live.
When there's nothing to feel good about
and nothing to forgive?
I love you, my little baby,
my companion of the night.
Wandering through my lonely hours,
beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before
you ever were born,
to live the lovely night of life
and never see the dawn?
Ah! My little baby,
you lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain.
And then like yours, it's done.
I love you, my little baby,
just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you,
the Angel of my tears.
✽♥✽
~Author Unknown.

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