THE HERITAGE PICTORIAL SOCIETY MEMORIALS When somebody dies, a cloud turns into an angel, and flies up to tell God to put another flower on a pillow. A bird gives the message back to the world, and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry. People assend, but they never really go away. The spirits up there put the sun to bed, wake up grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you can see them dancing in a cloud during the day-time, when they're supposed to be sleeping. They paint the rain-bows and also the sunsets and make waves splash and tug at the tide. They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when they sing wind-songs, they whisper to us, don't miss me too much. The view is nice and I'm doing just fine. - Ashley O'CONNELL, Robert J. Jr. January 14, 1963 - June 7, 1999 My dear friend, Bob, may you rest in peace with the Lord, free from pain and suffering. I miss you very much. You will live in my heart forever, I shall never forget you my friend. All my love forever... HPS © 2003 HPS Veteran Memorials HPS Public Memorial Request Form