Joseph Nardone Relation to Deceased: Friend of Jackie’s What a beautiful life your mom had and it was only enriched that much more with your loving care and devotion. Prayers and thoughts are with you. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Betsy Hawes Relation to Deceased: friend of daughter, jackie Looking at those pictures reminds me so much of growing up at SMM. I remember your mom and dad (and his glasses). I loved her gray poncho she wore in that one picture. She is just so beautiful. May you remember all those happy moments. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
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Joseph Nardone Relation to Deceased: Friend of Jackie’s What a beautiful life your mom had and it was only enriched that much more with your loving care and devotion. Prayers and thoughts are with you. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips
Betsy Hawes Relation to Deceased: friend of daughter, jackie Looking at those pictures reminds me so much of growing up at SMM. I remember your mom and dad (and his glasses). I loved her gray poncho she wore in that one picture. She is just so beautiful. May you remember all those happy moments. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips