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ROBERT E. DRUMMOND, JR. 6-1-35 to 9-29-98 God looked around His garden And saw an empty space. Then He looked down upon this earth And saw your tired face. He knew you were suffering, He knew you were in pain, He knew you never would get well upon this earth again. So He gently lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful.... He only takes the best! Your memory will always be alive! Love From: Jeanie, your folks, kids, grandkids, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews, and friends
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