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Audrey Anna Torrero was born in Panama on November 13, 1932. She was the only child born to Maria and Leonard Henry. She married Lewin Murrell in 1947 and from this union bore three children. After the dissolution of her marriage to Lewin, she met and married Francisco Torrero. Audrey immigrated to the United States in 1959 and began working as a nanny. With determination and the support of her aunts, Audrey Hay and Augustine Duverney, she was able to reunite her family in the United States ...

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

    Life is but a Stopping Place Life is but a stopping place, A pause in what’s to be, A resting place along the road, to sweet eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay… Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know. For some the journey’s quicker, For some the journey’s slow. And when the journey finally ends, We’ll claim a great reward, And ...

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

Bruce Ali, born Bruce Calvin Jones on November 26, 1949, in Brooklyn, New York, transitioned peacefully after a life filled with strength, loyalty, and love. In 1978, while living in West Palm Beach, Florida, he changed his name to Bruce Ali as a reflection of his personal growth and cultural pride. Affectionately known as “Bull Moose,” a nickname given by his cousins because of his strength.  Bruce spent part of his childhood in Bayboro, North Carolina, before ...

Life is but a stopping place, A pause in what’s to be, A resting place along the road, To sweet eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, But never meant to stay... Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know. For some the journey’s quicker, For some the journey’s slow. And when the journey finally ends, We’ll claim a great reward, And find an everlasting peace, Together with the Lord

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun; Of happy memories that I leave behind when day is done.

He wished no one a last farewell, Nor even said goodbye. He was gone before we knew it, And only GOD knows why. They say time heals all sorrow, And helps us to forget, But time so far only proves How much we miss him yet. God gives us strength to face it, And courage to bear the blow, But what it meant to "love" and lose him No one will ever know.......

                      Respite Just beyond the rapids And then beyond the falls, Lies a pool of cool, calm water- Still Smooth Tranquil... So it is with life- Just beyond the crisis And then beyond the chaos, Comes an interlude of cool, calm rest - Peaceful Soothing Blessed by God. Nancy Neff Dostie