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Stacy - Part II

Stacy - Part II

It was a sad and tragic day when you left the world.
You have a wonderful mother and two lovely girls.
You were blessed to have your mom and both of your daughters.
We went to school together and you weren't stuck up like some of the other girls were.

The world became a worse place on the day when you died.
But you've made Heaven a better place, that can't be denied.
It's very sad that you're no longer here.
You were very special, you were a dear.

You were a kind person and that's something that we'll remember.
Sadly, your life was cut short in 1997 on the seventh day of September.
Please remember that your family and friends will never forget you.
You were a very caring and lovely lady and that is certainly true.

[Dedicated to Stacy Ann Brooks (1972-1997) who died on September 7, 1997. She was the loving mother of Meghan and Madison Welch.]

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sparrowsong

Oh boy. I'm so sorry. I Thank You. I was thinking if I should put together my obituary. I might sign under Sparrowsong.

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