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Obituary for HULTS


Published in the Albuquerque Journal on Friday March 26, 2004

JIM - Papa Jim, Another year has passed, and I'm already three, you would be so happy, if only you could see. Mom says you're in heaven, but I really don't understand, I go with them to your grave, and clean off all the sand. Mom and Grandma Von put flowers on the ground, they say they're for you, but I don't see you around. I only see you in pictures, but I don't know why, Mom says you're with my turtle, up there in the sky. I wish I knew why! Papa Jim, you know your song, "One More Day", why does my mommy cry when she hears that song play? I know that she misses you more than you'll ever know, I wish that you were here with me, so you could watch me grow! Papa, when I get big, I want to take after you, I want to be a cop, and be smart, just like you! I miss you Papa Jim. Love your grandson, Andrew James Chairez


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