Good evening all! Just thought I would drop by and let you know what has been happening in Painted Post NY. (Not much) Today was Kim's birthday so she, Tom and I went to the Windmill and spent most of the day (not to say most of our money), then went to lunch and came home tired. I have been working hard at getting the barn and the shed cleaned out, along with trying to keep up with all the yard work (Tom has been coming to do some of the mowing for me.) Guess I'm getting a little old for some of this. Well guess that does it, just wanted to say hi. Talk to you all later.
Love
Mom, Aunt Shirley or whatever
In Loving Memory
James A. Brownell
August 24, 1935
January 25, 2009
When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget if you can, that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget the unkind words I have spoken; remember some good I have done. Forget that I ever had heartache and remember I've had loads of fun. Forget that I've stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the way. Remember I have fought some hard battles and won, ere the close of the day. Then forget to grieve for my going. I would not have you sad for a day. But in summer just gather some flowers and remember the place where I lay, and come in the shade of the evening when the sun paints the sky in the west. Stand for a few moments beside me and remember only the best.
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