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Richard Blanton
One of the songs that our mutual friend, Jay, sang at my mom's funeral in June was "Precious Memories." At this difficult time as you sit with your dad remember the words to that song:
Precious father, loving mother, Fly across the lonely years, And old home scenes of my childhood, In fond memory appear, Precious memories, how they linger, How they ever flood my soul, In the stillness, of the midnight, Precious, sacred scenes unfold. Remember how blessed you have been to have had such a precious father and loving mother.
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