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Carolyn
Louise Jones Perry
Nov
14, 1927 - May 3, 2004

  
    
      | We cannot see you, but you are still with us. You are more than a memory.  
You  will always be a living presence.   In the whisper of the leaves, in the sound of the
rain, in the fragrance of flowers, in the beauty of a sunset…even in the smell
of our freshly laundered clothes. You will live on inside our laughter. …and in every
tear we shed. You are the place we came from ... our first home…
The map we follow with every step we take… and
nothing on earth can separate us from you .... Not time .... not space ... not
even death | 
  
 
  

  
  May you be well and happy where you
  are.
  
  
                                            
with our love ,
                                                                    
Pat
and Shay
 
 
May
3, 2005
   
Losing
you cuts into my soul everyday
    
Often
I speak your name out loud .."Babbalou, I miss you".
    
Understand
that I know you are still here,
   
I 
feel you all
around, I know you are not far away
    
Selfishly
I  keep you by me everyday, not wanting to let go because
    
Every
day I miss you so very much more in everything I do 
    
Perhaps
you know that, and that is why you send your smile to me .
    
Embedded
in my memory I can hear your voice, hear your laughter, I can
    
Reach
out and touch the spirit of you, and know you are close by. 
    
Remembering
that you often talked of wanting to be with Linda again
    
Yes,
I can finally smile knowing the two of you are together, and
                   
that someday I also will come
home to be with you
                                                                                                       
shay 
 
 
           
November
14, 2004
                             
  Sounds of laughter ring no more,
                             
  Though our heart's an open door.
   
                             
  Autumn leaves will linger while,
                             
  We cherish the memory of your smile.
   
                             
  And when the cold becomes too much,
                            
  We remember the warmth of your gentle touch.
   
                            
  We miss you more than you can know,
                            
  And long to see your face aglow.
   
                            
  Today we feel lonely and by the way,
                            
  It would've been your 77th Happy Birthday
   
                            
  We miss you Mom,
                                                             
  Pat & Shay

 
 
In Loving Memory of my husband Alan 
* 
Sept 10,
1950 - Sept 22 1996     
                      
   
     Alan's
  Memorial
  Alan's
  Memorial              
   
 
 
    In Loving Memory of
a
very special and dearly beloved friend Rick * June
17,1953 - Nov 27, 2004    
                       
 
  Rick's
  Memorial  
