LYNCH, Elva

LYNCH Elva My dearest Mother, on Christmas Day you went away. There are no words to express my pain... We talked of many things of Sunday drives and Ocean views, of Holidays and Cappucinos and Dad and Cac and Chinkapook. I am proud I could be with you at the last with no regrets. So remember Mum " Have fun " _ Your ever-luving son - Neville. xxx My dearest "You", on Christmas Day a tear rolled down your gentle face...a tear for joy to leave this place...you could hear the music playing, it was time to dance with Dad... hand in hand... Never to be alone again. Remember we luv you. _ Nadia. xxx