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Kyffen Gaudet posted a condolence
Saturday, September 26, 2009
To Janet, Maggie, Bunny, and Bob, I send you my deepest condolences at this painful and difficult time. May you find peace and strength with the love and support of family and friends. My thoughts are with you. Kyffen
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Marg & Glenn Squires posted a condolence
Friday, September 25, 2009
This is to let you know that you are in our thoughts and prayers.
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Paul Brignall posted a condolence
Thursday, November 30, 0002
Dear Thelma and Family. Im so sorry to hear about the passing of Lola, I will always cherish the memories of carrying her groceries up the stairs for her when she lived on Queen St, and the hugs she always gave me when I went to visit her.She will be sadly missed. (Abide with Me) Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day; Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word; But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free. Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea— Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile; And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee, On to the close, O Lord, abide with me. I need Thy presence every passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies. Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Paul Brignall