Helen Johnson

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helen johnson

Helen Johnson

May 29, 1924 ~ March 5, 2010

helen johnson

May 29, 1924 ~ March 5, 2010


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  1. Lisa Betts My name is Lisa Betts, I am the grand-daughter of Donald and Helen Watson. My mother and father, Marsha and Anthony Mangiello recently informed in the passing of Helen. I have had the privilege of spending some time with Helen when she accompanied Donald to our vacation home in Hilton Head, South Carolina. She was a very sweet woman, with a awesome personality…She always made us laugh. Your family is in our thoughts and we will miss her greatly. I know that Don, my grand-father, is going to miss her extremely. She treated my grand-father like an angel and can’t thank her enough. It was time well spent with her. With Sympathy, Lisa,Kyle and Isabel Betts 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

  2. Linda Burton (Peters) Relation to Deceased: former neighbor Susan and Bob, sorry to hear of your mom’s passing. Our sympathies 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

  3. Clarke Belle Relation to Deceased: Friend My sincere sympathy to you…life is for such a short while, but your mom gave much love, friendship and smiles to all who passed her way. I still remember she and your dad bringing you to our house for Halloween treats, or maybe it was just so your dad could munch on “filled raisin cookies”! Don’t remember what your mom ate, but she always came along. May the Peace of the Lord be 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

  4. Buck Doutt Relation to Deceased: Old Clyff Lane neighborhood So sorry to hear of the loss of your beloved mother. Bob, I always remember your mother laughing at us when she saw us painting our tricycles by dipping our hands in the paint can and spreading it on. Good neighborhood memories! 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