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<p>Thank you for taking the time to visit our JustGiving page, set up in memory of Mum who passed away during the night of 8th November. Above is a rare recent photo of her that we managed to take at her grandson's wedding this August.</p>
<p>She leaves behind three children, eight grandchildren and two great grandchildren. She played an active and valued role in all of our lives.</p>
<p>Her spirit, determination and sense of humour will forever be remembered in our hearts and minds.</p>
<p><span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;amp;quot; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"> <br> "<em>Do not stand at my grave and weep <br> I am not there, I do not sleep <br> I am a 1,000 winds that blow <br> I am the diamond glints on snow <br> I am the sun on ripened grain <br> I am the gentle autumn rain <br> When you awaken in the morning's hush <br> I am the swift uplifting rush <br> Of quiet birds in circled light <br> I am the soft star that shines at night <br> Do not stand at my grave and cry <br> I am not there; I did not die.</em>"</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">~by Mary Frye (1932)</span></span></p>
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