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Jamie Younghans:
Edward was my cousin - Edward was my second cousin. My mother, Irene Curry, was his father's first cousin. I have fond memories of a visit to our Uncle Billy and Aunt Doe's house in Florida. His sister Roseanne was there too, as was my younger brother Tommy. Our cousins, Tara and Kelly entertained all of us. I remember going horseback riding, to amusement parks and doing a lot of swimming in the pool.
I remember Edward's funeral, a good few years later, and how sad I was that he had died. I was only a teenager myself and felt awful that he had died so young. I hadn't seen him for years, but I loved him. Rest in peace Edward. Your loving cousin, Jamie Younghans

Dennis Mulqueen:
Cousin Phil Duris - Phil or Felipe as I used to call him, was an amazing guy with a huge heart. He was funny, compassionate, extremely intelligent (which meant he always had a lot of interesting things to say) a great chess player and not so great ping pong and tennis player š but above all an extremely loyal friend, which everything combined made him my favorite cousin of all time. He was also an accomplished writer and poet, and above all he was an inspirational guy having lived through the tragic early deaths of both of his parents. I think of him often and will miss him forever. The love of God and my love is with you always Brother, and we will meet again may The Good Lord continue to hold you in the palm of his hand. š
Dennis
Theresa Hines:
Amanda was my stepmother. - My stepmother taught me how to make wonton, introduced me to "thousand-year-old duck eggs', and gave me a yellow satin chongsum. We moved to Miami Beach from El Paso, and I remember spending days at the beach where guys would try to flirt with us because she was so pretty and looked so young they thought we were friends rather than mother and daughter! I wish I'd had more time with her, and knew more about her family in Hong Kong.
Maisha Green:
For ever in my heart - Mom I miss you so much! Itās 2025 and it seems like 2011 was just yesterday! So much has changed in the world, with me. I wish badly that you were here to see me! I dream of you often and itās never a good dream Iām always unable to reach out or conversate the way I know we use to! I love you mom rest in heaven
Lou Nelson:
Mr. - I worked with Mike at Little America refinery from about 1980 until 1985. He was a great guy, good father, and husband. We became good friends. His wife Dena was a nice lady, and they had two beautiful girls as I recall. I am saddened to find that he has passed away and offer my most sincere condolences to his family. Over the years I have become a Christian and was hoping to share some of what has happened to me in my life since I knew Mike and Dena. Mike was always full of energy and a mountain man who liked to find secret little places to pan for gold. Dena was a very nice person and homemaker who, as I recall was interested in opening a clothing store according to what Mike told me. I would like to wish them well, and God bless.
Lou Nelson
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Rosemarie Sweeny:
Aunt Aida - My Aunt Aida was the wife of my Uncle John, my motherās younger brother, the brother of my Uncles Jim and Paul. The daughter-in-law of my Grandparents, Concetta Maria and Carmelo Bivona. She was the mother of my cousins Eleana Bivona and John Bivona Jr.
She was a beautiful and wise woman. I always cherish that she told me, āEvery heart knows its own sorrows.ā I realized that we arenāt the only one to know and feel what touches our hearts.



