Wednesday, November 1, 2023
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Dearest Helen and family,
Thinking of you all and sharing in your sadness.
My fondest memories as a young girl were the monthly visits to Lawrence & Clara (my god parents) on the Martinka farm. We were always welcomed with beautiful food, love, and open arms. Within the throng of the Martinka family, quietly smiling with that twinkle in his eye, was anchored dear Marvin. I will embrace those lovely memories forever.
Bernadette (nee Baran) Mount & Family
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
