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Thomas George Miller For Tom December 13, 2002 Your life was not easy, an orphan to start Then WWII clouded your heart. Your sons died early, your wife followed suit. Trying to prevent it cost all your loot. You lost your faith, not your way Your humor still delights us to this day. A little ice cream, a smile and a wave. This is how you entered the grave. Sometimes we laughed, sometimes we cried. We were so lost the day that you died. But we won't give up, founder or quit. We honor your example, tenacity and wit. We are fewer now and do not complain. We trust in God to meet once again. Mary, Barb, Connie, Patty, Chet
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