Barry Smitheram
Aunt Elva.
It was with great sadness that I learned of Uncle Murray's passing.
When I heard. I thought of you, and the lyrics of a song from the musical “Carousel” by Rodgers and Hammerstein came to mind.
YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE.
WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH A STORM
KEEP YOUR CHIN UP HIGH
AND DON’T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK.
AT THE END OF THE STORM
IS A GOLDEN SKY
AND THE SWEET SILVER SONG OF A LARK.
WALK ON THROUGH THE WIND,
WALK ON THROUGH THE RAIN,
THO' YOUR DREAMS BE TOSSED AND BLOWN.
WALK ON, WALK ON
WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART
AND YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE,
YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE.
I'm sorry, I can’t be with you and the family at this sad time.
Please know that with our thoughts and your family's love Elva, it is true that "You'll Never Walk Alone".
Your Nephew
Barry
Monday November 30, -0001 at 12:00 am