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Carol Jean Walters

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Carol Jean Walters

Birth
Port Huron, St. Clair County, Michigan, USA
Death
19 Apr 2006 (aged 57)
Port Huron, St. Clair County, Michigan, USA
Burial
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Carol J. Walters, 57, of Port Huron died, Wednesday, April 19, 2006.
She was born October 18, 1948 in Port Huron to the late Glenn and Marjorie Walters.
Mrs. Walters was employed at Blue Water Transit prior to her retirement. She also was a hairdresser and enjoyed camping and traveling.
She is survived by her son, Joseph; her cat, Sasha; two sisters, Janet McDonald and Glenda Kniffel; and several uncles, aunts, nieces, newphews, cousins and many good friends.
Funeral services were held at 1:00 p.m. Monday, April 24, 2006 in Pollock-Randall Funeral Home. The Reverend Tom Seppo officiated.
Burial was in Lakeside Cemetery.

God's fingers touched her and she slipped away from earth's dark shadows to a brighter day; God saw the road was getting rough, the hills were hard to climb; He gently closed her weary eyes, and whispered, "Peace be thine".
To a beautiful garden our loved one has gone, to a land of perfect rest; though she is gone she still lives on in the Garden of Memory.
Carol J. Walters, 57, of Port Huron died, Wednesday, April 19, 2006.
She was born October 18, 1948 in Port Huron to the late Glenn and Marjorie Walters.
Mrs. Walters was employed at Blue Water Transit prior to her retirement. She also was a hairdresser and enjoyed camping and traveling.
She is survived by her son, Joseph; her cat, Sasha; two sisters, Janet McDonald and Glenda Kniffel; and several uncles, aunts, nieces, newphews, cousins and many good friends.
Funeral services were held at 1:00 p.m. Monday, April 24, 2006 in Pollock-Randall Funeral Home. The Reverend Tom Seppo officiated.
Burial was in Lakeside Cemetery.

God's fingers touched her and she slipped away from earth's dark shadows to a brighter day; God saw the road was getting rough, the hills were hard to climb; He gently closed her weary eyes, and whispered, "Peace be thine".
To a beautiful garden our loved one has gone, to a land of perfect rest; though she is gone she still lives on in the Garden of Memory.


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