In memory of JohnW. Britton

9-22-35 to 12-31-04

If roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my loved one's arms, and tell him they're from me.Tell him that I love and miss him, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day, but there is an ache within my heart that will never go away.

Loving you forever,

Your wife, Doris

In memory of Joe Spitznagle

Aug. 29, 1925 - Sept. 19, 2000

Your chair has long been vacant, your voice has long been still. But the hearts you taught to love you miss you now and always will.

Love, your family