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In Loving Memory of Mary"Jane" Cummings July 17,1942-March 22, 2002We make it through Each and every day. It's just not the same Since you went away. Holidays, we all made it through Each one of us thinking of you The time is growing so near, Shortest, longest, loneliest year.You're missed, your loved, But never did we have a chance To tell you much. You left so fast that day, No good-byes did anyone say, Our memories are many, Our tears are still plenty.Now you are safe from all This worldly pain, So we can only believe Your death was not in vain.Love Always, Butch, Kelli, Mom, Frank, Paula, Nancy, Roger, Sheila and Roy, Tina
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