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Sandra Whitmoyer McCurdy

October 2, 1939 - May 2, 2020

The administrator of this page is John Hopkins

A loving mother, a poet, a friend who will be forever remembered in our minds and hearts. Sandy will be missed by all who loved her.

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John Hopkins 2020-05-14 14:39:50 wrote:

This You Mean to Me The sky at its bluest--the earth in full bloom The sight of a robin--blessed tree; The smile of a child when happy at play-- This is what you mean to me The way the sun brightens a cloud, The strength that the waves lend the sea; The patience I feel when touched by your hand This what you do for me. The way that a mother looks at her young With love for all that they do; The way the Lord has given to me-- This is the way I love. ---By Sandra Whitmoyer McCurdy

John Hopkins 2020-05-14 14:39:50 wrote: This You Mean to Me The sky at its bluest--the earth in full bloom The sight of a robin--blessed tree; The smile of a child when happy at play-- This is what you mean to me The way the sun brightens a cloud, The strength that the waves lend the sea; The patience I feel when touched by your hand This what you do for me. The way that a mother looks at her young With love for all that they do; The way the Lord has given to me-- This is the way I love. ---By Sandra Whitmoyer McCurdy

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