Kathie Rieger-Harman Relation to Deceased: Friend Dear Mrs. Uttaro, Matt and Denise, I’m so sorry to hear of your husband/father’s passing. I have so many great memories of him and your whole family! I will pray for your peace and please know that I am thinking of you. Kathie 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
Al and Sue Schulz Relation to Deceased: neighbor Tim, Denise and Jeffrey, So sorry to hear about your Dad’s passing. He was a very nice man, always had a story to tell. It was a pleasure to have known him. Condolences to your Mom and brother as well. 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
Kathie Rieger-Harman Relation to Deceased: Friend Dear Mrs. Uttaro, Matt and Denise, I’m so sorry to hear of your husband/father’s passing. I have so many great memories of him and your whole family! I will pray for your peace and please know that I am thinking of you. Kathie 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
Al and Sue Schulz Relation to Deceased: neighbor Tim, Denise and Jeffrey, So sorry to hear about your Dad’s passing. He was a very nice man, always had a story to tell. It was a pleasure to have known him. Condolences to your Mom and brother as well. 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