working Buddies at the brewery Relation to Deceased: friend We knew him as MOOSE..Once in a while we will make antler signs with our hands on our heads in tribute.. he used to laugh when we did that together..this greeting grew out of our calling him” Moose baum” A great guy lost too soon.
philomena scialo 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
Lisa Pj and Deana Noto Relation to Deceased: Friends Dave you will truly be missed. Tracy and Katie you will be in our thoughts and prayers. Love Your Friends Lisa PJ and Deana Noto 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
working Buddies at the brewery Relation to Deceased: friend We knew him as MOOSE..Once in a while we will make antler signs with our hands on our heads in tribute.. he used to laugh when we did that together..this greeting grew out of our calling him” Moose baum” A great guy lost too soon.
philomena scialo 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
Lisa Pj and Deana Noto Relation to Deceased: Friends Dave you will truly be missed. Tracy and Katie you will be in our thoughts and prayers. Love Your Friends Lisa PJ and Deana Noto 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