Bobbie - My prayers are with all that are sorrowing tonight. I cannnot help but thinkof the words to a poem that my Aunt wrote at the death of her mother. May I share a portion of it with you., Let us not sorrow when death comes along T'would be better to sing a beautiful song. For they have gone on a happy adventure you see That is not yet permitted to you and to me. Grandma Fern