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Someone remembers, someone cares.
Your name is whispered in someone's prayers.
If I take a volunteer photo for you, it is yours to do with as you wish.
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My wonderful parents,

Our loving dogs and cat,
Reba, and Punkin, Tigger.

My friend, Terry and my friend, Jim.

Dave, my children's Dad.

Charles E. Shipley A 16 year old boy who is buried in the loneliest spot in the cemetery.

When I'm Gone
When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget if you can, that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget unkind words that I've spoken; remember some good that I've done, forget that I ever had heartache and remember that I've had lots of fun.

Forget that I've stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the way. Remember I've fought some hard battles, and won at the close of the day.
Then forget to grieve for my going, I would not have you sad for a day, but in summer just gather some flowers, and remember the place where I lay.
And come in the shade of the evening, when the sun paints the sky in the west.
Stand for a few moments beside me. And remember only my best.

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