Thomas W O’Brien Relation to Deceased: nephew She was a wonderful person and has a beautiful family that will miss her a great deal. Unfortunately we had many miles between us. I wish we had more of an opportunity to get to know each other better. My memories of her will be fond ones. God bless her family in their time of sorrow. 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
Ted Welter Relation to Deceased: Worked with Jean for many years at The Cabot Group Jean was one of the sweetest people I ever worked with. It was quite sad to hear of her passing but now she is reunited with her husband Dom.
Nancy V Sheldon Relation to Deceased: Friend Dearest Jean It’s just like you to go leaving no worries. It’s just like you to say “it’ll be ok.” It’s easy to imagine why we call you “Our Mom” at CABOT Like Mike said: “no stop in between, she came to us directly from Heaven.” I truly believe it and it is a sure bet there is only one like you. With your sweet gentle voice and simply kind words from your lips, we will never forget. Thank you for entertaining us with those special calls with a different “star” every day. Thank you for loving each one of us while listening to our stories. It is certain an Angel has carried you back to Heaven where you came from where they too want you back. And if I could measure my love for you, I’d ask Our Lord to gift to you, all of his red roses from this earth. But then again, it would be just like you to say “No, No, just one is all I need” My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. God bless you and the ones you love. Nancy 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
Megan Capezzuto Relation to Deceased: Grandaughter Grandma, I will never forget on Grandparents Day how happy you looked after you saw me play my flute. You smiled so big! On half days you would always take me to Olive Garden and then we would go to the mall and you would give my $1 to let me go on the carousal. I will always remember that. I always loved whenever I left you, you would kiss me on my forehead. I also loved our time at the Strong Museum together especially when we saw the butterflies! Love you and I will miss you! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Megan Capezzuto Love you Grandma, miss you sooooooo much and i hope ur an angel <3 u loved angels, and going to church and saying the rosery and im sure your happier up in heaven with grandpa. 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
Joe Fritts Relation to Deceased: Nephew We all will miss Aunt Jean’s smile and warm reception. We had many great visits at the beach house and the house in Greece. There would always be wonderful food. My fondest memory though were for birthdays she would bake an awesome chocolate cake with whip cream topping and there would always be plenty of Italian food. She has also left a very beautiful family for all of us to remember her by. She will be missed as she was and still is even in spirit a very special person. Love you Aunt Jean 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
Jean M. Lawrence Relation to Deceased: Friend I haven’t known you for long but what I’ve seen is a pretty spectacular woman with alot of pride in her family and a very devote person. I’m glad that we got to share a beautiful sunset together. God speed my friend. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker
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Thomas W O’Brien Relation to Deceased: nephew She was a wonderful person and has a beautiful family that will miss her a great deal. Unfortunately we had many miles between us. I wish we had more of an opportunity to get to know each other better. My memories of her will be fond ones. God bless her family in their time of sorrow. 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
Ted Welter Relation to Deceased: Worked with Jean for many years at The Cabot Group Jean was one of the sweetest people I ever worked with. It was quite sad to hear of her passing but now she is reunited with her husband Dom.
Nancy V Sheldon Relation to Deceased: Friend Dearest Jean It’s just like you to go leaving no worries. It’s just like you to say “it’ll be ok.” It’s easy to imagine why we call you “Our Mom” at CABOT Like Mike said: “no stop in between, she came to us directly from Heaven.” I truly believe it and it is a sure bet there is only one like you. With your sweet gentle voice and simply kind words from your lips, we will never forget. Thank you for entertaining us with those special calls with a different “star” every day. Thank you for loving each one of us while listening to our stories. It is certain an Angel has carried you back to Heaven where you came from where they too want you back. And if I could measure my love for you, I’d ask Our Lord to gift to you, all of his red roses from this earth. But then again, it would be just like you to say “No, No, just one is all I need” My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. God bless you and the ones you love. Nancy 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
Megan Capezzuto Relation to Deceased: Grandaughter Grandma, I will never forget on Grandparents Day how happy you looked after you saw me play my flute. You smiled so big! On half days you would always take me to Olive Garden and then we would go to the mall and you would give my $1 to let me go on the carousal. I will always remember that. I always loved whenever I left you, you would kiss me on my forehead. I also loved our time at the Strong Museum together especially when we saw the butterflies! Love you and I will miss you! May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of His hand. An Old Irish Blessing
Megan Capezzuto Love you Grandma, miss you sooooooo much and i hope ur an angel <3 u loved angels, and going to church and saying the rosery and im sure your happier up in heaven with grandpa. 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
Joe Fritts Relation to Deceased: Nephew We all will miss Aunt Jean’s smile and warm reception. We had many great visits at the beach house and the house in Greece. There would always be wonderful food. My fondest memory though were for birthdays she would bake an awesome chocolate cake with whip cream topping and there would always be plenty of Italian food. She has also left a very beautiful family for all of us to remember her by. She will be missed as she was and still is even in spirit a very special person. Love you Aunt Jean 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
Jean M. Lawrence Relation to Deceased: Friend I haven’t known you for long but what I’ve seen is a pretty spectacular woman with alot of pride in her family and a very devote person. I’m glad that we got to share a beautiful sunset together. God speed my friend. I think no matter where you stray, That I shall go with you a way. Though you may wander sweeter lands, You will not forget my hands, Nor yet the way I held my head Nor the tremulous things I said. You will still see me, small and white And smiling, in the secret night, And feel my arms about you when The day comes fluttering back again. I think, no matter where you be, You’ll hold me in your memory And keep my image there without me, By telling later loves about me. Dorothy Parker