Mary Kay Provenzano-Philp Relation to Deceased: Niece There are many memories of my Aunt Laura. Holidays, birthdays, and family picnics. Those were the best times when the family would get together and have fun. 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