A call from my brother, and the words: “Frieda is in Heaven!”
At 5:50 she winged her way Heavenward, easy and quiet, while her loved ones kept watch. Brave, brave woman. How very much she will be missed.
A call from my brother, and the words: “Frieda is in Heaven!”
At 5:50 she winged her way Heavenward, easy and quiet, while her loved ones kept watch. Brave, brave woman. How very much she will be missed.
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