Peter LoIacono Relation to Deceased: nephew I have so many fond memories of my Aunt Laura. The many trips to Rochester and seeing her, and my other aunts and uncles there; the several times I visited her and Uncle Nick in Florida. I will very much miss her smile, good-naturedness, and warm heart. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Patty (and Gene) Miller Relation to Deceased: Friend I have such wonderful memories of Laura. She was so full of life and always fun to be around. Gene and I will always remember our times visiting her and your dad…they always had the most delicious sweets and made us feel so welcome! She will be sorely missed. 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
Martha Yauchzee Brooks Relation to Deceased: Friend Roseann and Family, I am saddened to learn of your Mom’s passing. I was looking forward to our visit when I returned from Florida. I’m so glad we were able to spend some time together this past year. She will be missed but also know she is at peace and enjoying reuniting with your Dad. My prayers 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
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Peter LoIacono Relation to Deceased: nephew I have so many fond memories of my Aunt Laura. The many trips to Rochester and seeing her, and my other aunts and uncles there; the several times I visited her and Uncle Nick in Florida. I will very much miss her smile, good-naturedness, and warm heart. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody
Patty (and Gene) Miller Relation to Deceased: Friend I have such wonderful memories of Laura. She was so full of life and always fun to be around. Gene and I will always remember our times visiting her and your dad…they always had the most delicious sweets and made us feel so welcome! She will be sorely missed. 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
Martha Yauchzee Brooks Relation to Deceased: Friend Roseann and Family, I am saddened to learn of your Mom’s passing. I was looking forward to our visit when I returned from Florida. I’m so glad we were able to spend some time together this past year. She will be missed but also know she is at peace and enjoying reuniting with your Dad. My prayers 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