Max
Maxine Gibbons
| Mother,
This poem says it all, except recalling your infectious laughter.
A Million Times
A million times we've needed you,
A million times we've cried.
If love alone could've saved you,
You never would have died.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.
In our hearts you hold a place,
No one else will ever fill.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn't go alone.
Part of us went with you,
The day God took you home.
Anonymous
Love, your daughter, Judy
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| Max |
| Maxine Thelma Jividen Gibbons |
| Born |
| August 14 1920 |
| Red House West Virginia |
| USA |
| Passed Away |
| June 18 2002 |
| Wyandotte Michigan |
| USA |
| Cemetery |
| Memorial Gardens |
| Michigan |
| USA |
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Memorial Gardens
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