Mother of Clifford May, Bob Gene May, Jack May, Fred May, Donald May, Dora Brott, Lynn Joseph Tucker
Services Held At:
The Little Funeral Church
E.W. Holman & Sons
Monday, June 21, 1965 1:30 P.M.
Officiating: Capt. Luttrell
From her Memorial Card:
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
Twilight and evening bell
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
For though from out our bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far.
I hope to see my Pilot faces to face
When I have crossed the bar.
by Alfred Tennyson
Services Held At:
The Little Funeral Church
E.W. Holman & Sons
Monday, June 21, 1965 1:30 P.M.
Officiating: Capt. Luttrell
From her Memorial Card:
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
Twilight and evening bell
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
For though from out our bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far.
I hope to see my Pilot faces to face
When I have crossed the bar.
by Alfred Tennyson
Mother of Clifford May, Bob Gene May, Jack May, Fred May, Donald May, Dora Brott, Lynn Joseph Tucker
Services Held At:
The Little Funeral Church
E.W. Holman & Sons
Monday, June 21, 1965 1:30 P.M.
Officiating: Capt. Luttrell
From her Memorial Card:
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
Twilight and evening bell
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
For though from out our bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far.
I hope to see my Pilot faces to face
When I have crossed the bar.
by Alfred Tennyson
Services Held At:
The Little Funeral Church
E.W. Holman & Sons
Monday, June 21, 1965 1:30 P.M.
Officiating: Capt. Luttrell
From her Memorial Card:
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar
When I put out to sea.
Twilight and evening bell
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell
When I embark.
For though from out our bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far.
I hope to see my Pilot faces to face
When I have crossed the bar.
by Alfred Tennyson
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