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In Loving Memory of

NITA STOPPKOTTE December 2, 1998 In the 13 years of you being away, I bet in one way or another I've thought of you every day. Now ‘tis the season for hohoho, family and friends coming together, carolers singing and mistletoe. Soon the snow will be falling, we'll be wrapped in a blanket of white, lights of red and green will sparkle and Santa Claus will be in sight. It's hard here without you, Mom, to share in the season, but I know you'll have family and friends, Herald Angels singing, and yes, mistletoe (you always hung it up, and for good reason). And Santa will find you, he's magic ya know. So with that, and knowing you'll have a Heaven's Christmas of white, there's only the distance between us that stands in our way, but in my heart we will share a white Christmas and we'll be alright for now. Love and miss you, Mom Kelly Adv.


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