It seems that she will always be on Yakima Ave. My earliest memory is of a birthday party in the backyard at about 4. And Uncle Art calling "Ekie". And the Christmas morning rounds of all the Twibell bro's and sisters. So many things to miss and now to mourn, but for only a short time. The Lord plants beautiful flower seeds, to have them grow, and bloom, and wither and die, and we know only to rise again. We will see her again, Linda. Bless her memory to our hearts.
Barb and I will be unable to be there Monday for as the Lord also calls others, we will be tending to other's time of sorrow. Such is our life, but our thoughts are with you all day.
Our love to you, the granddaughter, Inez, Mary and Murrill.
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