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Laurel Grove Cemetery
(Savannah,
Ga.) |
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Always forgetful of
herself in unselfish love and unceasing devotion. |
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Wright’s Chapel
Methodist Church Cemetery
(Echols
Co., Ga.) |
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He loved God, His
Family, And His Church. He was a friend to all that knew him. |
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She loved everyone,
and she was loved by everyone that knew her.
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Swift Creek Methodist
Church Cemetery
(Hamilton
Co., Fla.) |
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Kind father of
love, thou art gone to thy rest. Forever to bask mid the joys of the
blest.
(Tombstone
of R.H. Hunter, Burton Fletcher’s Great Grandfather.) |
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“I miss thee from
my home dear wife. I miss thee from thy place. A shadow over my life
is cast. I miss the sunshine of thy face. I miss thy knod and
willing hand. Thy fond and earnest care. My home is dark without
thee. I miss thee everywhere.”
(Back of tombstone of
Emaline Lee Hunter, wife of Richard Henry Hunter. They were the
parents of Gus Esco Hunter Sr., the grandparents of Emma Callie
Hunter Fletcher, and the great grandparents of Burton Fletcher.) |
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The fairest flower
we fondly love. How soon it fades and dies. |
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A precious one from
us has gone. A voice we loved is stilled. A place is vacant in our
home that never can be filled. |
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God in his wisdom
has recalled the body his love had given. And though the body
slumbers here, the soul is safe in heaven.
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No pains, no grief,
no ____ feat.
Can reach our loved one sleeping here. |
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When the one you
love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. |
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A precious one from
us is gone. A voice we loved is stilled. A place is vacant in our
home that can never be fulfilled.
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This life was
beauty, truly goodness and love.
Dear Father with a reverent hand this thy memory given, while one by
one thy household band God reunites in Heaven.
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Our Father, Gone
from our home, but not from our hearts. |
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A flower just
blooming into life, enticed an angel’s eye, too pure for earth he
said, “Come Home,” and bade the floweret die. |
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We shall meet in
the sweet by and by.
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