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	<title>Comments on: In Memory of Judith E. Strike</title>
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		<title>By: Curtis Zieske</title>
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		<dc:creator>Curtis Zieske</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 21:58:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To Judy&#039;s family and friends:

I am writing on behalf of my mother, Eunice (Pat) Zieske Jones, who shared a long friendship of many, many years with Judy.  Mom will be unable to attend the funeral on Saturday because of her health/physical needs, though she sends her deepest sympathy to Judy&#039;s family and friends who share the common bond of grief at this time.  There must be a special place in God&#039;s heaven for those like Judy who lived so joyfully.  Peace be to her memory.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To Judy&#8217;s family and friends:</p>
<p>I am writing on behalf of my mother, Eunice (Pat) Zieske Jones, who shared a long friendship of many, many years with Judy.  Mom will be unable to attend the funeral on Saturday because of her health/physical needs, though she sends her deepest sympathy to Judy&#8217;s family and friends who share the common bond of grief at this time.  There must be a special place in God&#8217;s heaven for those like Judy who lived so joyfully.  Peace be to her memory.</p>
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		<title>By: John Anderson</title>
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		<dc:creator>John Anderson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 19:23:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cheryl and I visited with Judith often at the nursing care center. She loved the Lord with all her heart. That was very apparent.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cheryl and I visited with Judith often at the nursing care center. She loved the Lord with all her heart. That was very apparent.</p>
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		<title>By: Debbie Montgomery Bell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Debbie Montgomery Bell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 17:38:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To the family of my dearest Aunt Judith.  I knew that the day would come when Aunt Judith would get to join Uncle Art in Heaven and that while that day would be a blessing in one way, it still hurts my heart to know I won&#039;t see her earthly countenance again.  Aunt Judith was &quot;Minnesota&quot; to me.  My mom (Ramona Miller) left Cambridge in 1944 with her mom (Esther Anderson Miller) and father (Jacob Miller) for Washington State.  Each time our family had the opportunity to travel to my mother&#039;s beloved Minnesota, we spent most of our time with Aunt Judith, Uncle Art, and Sharon.  When Mom would visit her cousins, aunts and uncles, I would stay on the Strike farm.  One summer, I was allowed to fly by myself (1972)to stay at the farm for two weeks.  I can still smell the aromas of Aunt Judith cooking and baking in the kitchen--rhubarb and strawberry freezer jams, pies and breads!  Wow.  I remember Uncle Art traipsing to the outhouse even when a modern facility had been established in the house.  Then, there were the &quot;barn&quot; kittens that I used to covertly bring into the house and Aunt Judith would help me hide them when the men would come in to eat.  Why Aunt Judith would allow an adventurous and talkative pre-teen like me to stay with her for two weeks is still a mystery.  Then, there were the summers when we would anxiously await Aunt Judith&#039;s arrival in Washington.  I remember one particular summer that we took Aunt Judith to the Oregon Coast and how she loved the promenade walk at Seaside.  She walked the beaches, combing for treasures, holding my hand.  The real treasure was the love I felt and still feel for her.  When Aunt Judith moved to Brainerd, my mom and I had a fabulous trip to see the lake house.  Uncle Art explained the ice fishing he looked forward to and took Aunt Judith, my mom, and me for a ride on his boat around the pristine lake.  I will miss Aunt Judith dearly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To the family of my dearest Aunt Judith.  I knew that the day would come when Aunt Judith would get to join Uncle Art in Heaven and that while that day would be a blessing in one way, it still hurts my heart to know I won&#8217;t see her earthly countenance again.  Aunt Judith was &#8220;Minnesota&#8221; to me.  My mom (Ramona Miller) left Cambridge in 1944 with her mom (Esther Anderson Miller) and father (Jacob Miller) for Washington State.  Each time our family had the opportunity to travel to my mother&#8217;s beloved Minnesota, we spent most of our time with Aunt Judith, Uncle Art, and Sharon.  When Mom would visit her cousins, aunts and uncles, I would stay on the Strike farm.  One summer, I was allowed to fly by myself (1972)to stay at the farm for two weeks.  I can still smell the aromas of Aunt Judith cooking and baking in the kitchen&#8211;rhubarb and strawberry freezer jams, pies and breads!  Wow.  I remember Uncle Art traipsing to the outhouse even when a modern facility had been established in the house.  Then, there were the &#8220;barn&#8221; kittens that I used to covertly bring into the house and Aunt Judith would help me hide them when the men would come in to eat.  Why Aunt Judith would allow an adventurous and talkative pre-teen like me to stay with her for two weeks is still a mystery.  Then, there were the summers when we would anxiously await Aunt Judith&#8217;s arrival in Washington.  I remember one particular summer that we took Aunt Judith to the Oregon Coast and how she loved the promenade walk at Seaside.  She walked the beaches, combing for treasures, holding my hand.  The real treasure was the love I felt and still feel for her.  When Aunt Judith moved to Brainerd, my mom and I had a fabulous trip to see the lake house.  Uncle Art explained the ice fishing he looked forward to and took Aunt Judith, my mom, and me for a ride on his boat around the pristine lake.  I will miss Aunt Judith dearly.</p>
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		<title>By: Maryanne Huber</title>
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		<dc:creator>Maryanne Huber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 15:01:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Judy was a delightful lady who brought much joy to those around her despite sometimes difficult situations. She will truly be missed.

A friend sent this to me when my mother passed - it brought me much comfort and I hope it does the same for you.

It is a traditional Irish blessing.

Remembered Joy
Don&#039;t grieve for me, for now I&#039;m free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
My life&#039;s been full, I&#039;ve savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved-one&#039;s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—
Don&#039;t shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Judy was a delightful lady who brought much joy to those around her despite sometimes difficult situations. She will truly be missed.</p>
<p>A friend sent this to me when my mother passed &#8211; it brought me much comfort and I hope it does the same for you.</p>
<p>It is a traditional Irish blessing.</p>
<p>Remembered Joy<br />
Don&#8217;t grieve for me, for now I&#8217;m free!<br />
I follow the plan God laid for me.<br />
I saw His face, I heard His call,<br />
I took His hand and left it all&#8230;<br />
I could not stay another day,<br />
To love, to laugh, to work or play;<br />
Tasks left undone must stay that way.<br />
And if my parting has left a void,<br />
Then fill it with remembered joy.<br />
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss&#8230;<br />
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.<br />
My life&#8217;s been full, I&#8217;ve savoured much:<br />
Good times, good friends, a loved-one&#8217;s touch.<br />
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief—<br />
Don&#8217;t shorten yours with undue grief.<br />
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,<br />
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.</p>
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		<title>By: Steve</title>
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		<dc:creator>Steve</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 14:27:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am grateful for her....what a blessing she is. I am steve; a friend of a friend of the family and God has shown me the gift of sight....spirit sight. When I heard of her being in the hospital...... I saw many angels.....more than 20 angels......also some of the angels were family members that passed before her....,..but what was really special in what I saw were the animals.....there were so many animals.....I sensed that she loved animals and nature.....she enjoyed the fragrance of lilacs in the springtime and the colors of spring. 

She is with you all .......be joyous doe she is with the rest of the family and she can guide the living from where she is at.

How does one talk to our loved ones that have passed and our angels? Know this that we all are from God. Be in your quiet place; may it be prayer or meditation; and quiet the mind......and simply ask.

Did not Jesus say to have the mind of a child? Let us all be childlike and truly enjoy life!!!

And make every moment count by saying thank you to everyone and give gratitude every moment that you are a awake.

Much gratitude and joy for the opportunity to share this.....

In Light and Love,
steve</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am grateful for her&#8230;.what a blessing she is. I am steve; a friend of a friend of the family and God has shown me the gift of sight&#8230;.spirit sight. When I heard of her being in the hospital&#8230;&#8230; I saw many angels&#8230;..more than 20 angels&#8230;&#8230;also some of the angels were family members that passed before her&#8230;.,..but what was really special in what I saw were the animals&#8230;..there were so many animals&#8230;..I sensed that she loved animals and nature&#8230;..she enjoyed the fragrance of lilacs in the springtime and the colors of spring. </p>
<p>She is with you all &#8230;&#8230;.be joyous doe she is with the rest of the family and she can guide the living from where she is at.</p>
<p>How does one talk to our loved ones that have passed and our angels? Know this that we all are from God. Be in your quiet place; may it be prayer or meditation; and quiet the mind&#8230;&#8230;and simply ask.</p>
<p>Did not Jesus say to have the mind of a child? Let us all be childlike and truly enjoy life!!!</p>
<p>And make every moment count by saying thank you to everyone and give gratitude every moment that you are a awake.</p>
<p>Much gratitude and joy for the opportunity to share this&#8230;..</p>
<p>In Light and Love,<br />
steve</p>
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		<title>By: Sharron Erickson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sharron Erickson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 02:27:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Sharon and Family:

Sharon, I am very sad to hear of the death of your Mom.  You are such a wonderful friend. I hope that I can make it to the funeral on Saturday.

Please accept my hugs and prayers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Sharon and Family:</p>
<p>Sharon, I am very sad to hear of the death of your Mom.  You are such a wonderful friend. I hope that I can make it to the funeral on Saturday.</p>
<p>Please accept my hugs and prayers.</p>
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		<title>By: Maria Shelley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Maria Shelley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 17:38:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To a wonderful lady, who had a very wonder life. You will be greatly missed. Now you can fly amongst the clouds, free of pain, full of happiness, no more pain, no more sorrow. Just free. Fly high Grandma.

I give you this one thought to keep - 
I am with you still - I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,... 
See More... See More
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning&#039;s hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft starts that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone - 
I am with you still in each new dawn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To a wonderful lady, who had a very wonder life. You will be greatly missed. Now you can fly amongst the clouds, free of pain, full of happiness, no more pain, no more sorrow. Just free. Fly high Grandma.</p>
<p>I give you this one thought to keep &#8211;<br />
I am with you still &#8211; I do not sleep.<br />
I am a thousand winds that blow,<br />
I am the diamond glints on snow,<br />
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,&#8230;<br />
See More&#8230; See More<br />
I am the gentle autumn rain.<br />
When you awaken in the morning&#8217;s hush,<br />
I am the sweet uplifting rush,<br />
of quiet birds in circled flight.<br />
I am the soft starts that shine at night.<br />
Do not think of me as gone &#8211;<br />
I am with you still in each new dawn.</p>
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		<title>By: nancy chalstrom</title>
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		<dc:creator>nancy chalstrom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 21:57:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My mom Audrey,my brother Scott and I would like to express our deepest sympathy to your family during this difficult time. We enjoyed her company when visiting our mom at Gables East. I remember how excited she was when you were planning her 90th birthday party and how proud she was of her family. Our hearts and prayers are with you. Cherish the memories.

Audrey, Scott &amp; Nancy Chalstrom</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My mom Audrey,my brother Scott and I would like to express our deepest sympathy to your family during this difficult time. We enjoyed her company when visiting our mom at Gables East. I remember how excited she was when you were planning her 90th birthday party and how proud she was of her family. Our hearts and prayers are with you. Cherish the memories.</p>
<p>Audrey, Scott &amp; Nancy Chalstrom</p>
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		<title>By: Cathy Strand</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cathy Strand</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 17:42:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Good bye my favorite Aunt Judy! 
Love always in my heart, Cathy Jo Strand and John Strand
for you Aunt Judy......
AWAKEN THE DAWN
  by Leah Pearson
You will awaken the dawn
You will sing the sun to rising
When the night gets too long
And I can&#039;t go on
You will awaken the dawn

You will dry away my tears
You will bottle them forever
When I cast on You my cares
You will banish all my fears
You will dry away my tears

I will greet the dawn
With arms wide open
I will put my hope in You
Through the darkest night
I will sing Your praise
When I&#039;m feeling broken
When there&#039;s darkness all around
And the light cannot be found
You will awaken the dawn

You will hold me through the night
You will shelter me with Your wings
When I can&#039;t set things to right
You will cover me in Your might
You will hold me through the night

You will draw the sun up
With Your love</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good bye my favorite Aunt Judy!<br />
Love always in my heart, Cathy Jo Strand and John Strand<br />
for you Aunt Judy&#8230;&#8230;<br />
AWAKEN THE DAWN<br />
  by Leah Pearson<br />
You will awaken the dawn<br />
You will sing the sun to rising<br />
When the night gets too long<br />
And I can&#8217;t go on<br />
You will awaken the dawn</p>
<p>You will dry away my tears<br />
You will bottle them forever<br />
When I cast on You my cares<br />
You will banish all my fears<br />
You will dry away my tears</p>
<p>I will greet the dawn<br />
With arms wide open<br />
I will put my hope in You<br />
Through the darkest night<br />
I will sing Your praise<br />
When I&#8217;m feeling broken<br />
When there&#8217;s darkness all around<br />
And the light cannot be found<br />
You will awaken the dawn</p>
<p>You will hold me through the night<br />
You will shelter me with Your wings<br />
When I can&#8217;t set things to right<br />
You will cover me in Your might<br />
You will hold me through the night</p>
<p>You will draw the sun up<br />
With Your love</p>
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