A Voice from the Eastern Door
Mae Trombley Cooke
Mae, it was so hard to see you go the day you left us. You took a part of our heart when God called you home; you were such an angel to me, to your mom Annette, Danielle, Randy, and to everyone that knew you. We miss you every day, even though there are times that we feel you nearby, we never stop loving you. Your husband, Dean
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