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Our Angel

Grandpa a wonderful man who always understands you. He was the most powerful man next to god in our eyes. He gave his love no matter how he was treated, he was always there. I think if god ever sent us anything it was an angel and his name was virgil jones he rescued the family from tragic times, and stuck through thick and thin no matter what he was always there for us. But now he is gone but the spirit of our angel live on, he will be with us from dusk til dawn, he will watch over us always grandpa was in pain but now he is at rest, and out of suffering he is the best hands he could ever be in. Death is a tragic thing but remember our angel believed in god and he will be in god's hand forever. Our Angel Is At Rest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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