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The pathways of Angels are marked by beautiful moments, tender gestures, sweet gifts to the soul.  To find all your Angels, just remember, the mark of an Angel is LOVE.

Angels give the world something unique and special in Life-something intangible that stays with us the rest of our days.  We can never forget them, nor what they give us.  Nor can we ever repay them, except by giving the same thing to others.  That's the way Angels work.

Sometimes Angels leave this world early so that we can feel what they mean to us and think about what they stand for and stood for in LIFE.

Spread your wings and Fly May Angel.

God hath not promised skies always blue,
flower-strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.

In Memory of my Best Friends:



March 29, 1979

Oakes, North Dakota


November 27, 1994

Rural Gwinner, North Dakota




November 24, 1977

Auburn, Washington


August 12, 1995

Rural McLeod, North Dakota

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks in the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins quivering. Suddenly, he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...

In Memory Of Our Beloved Pets:


Freckles and Smoker