YOUR LITTLE LIGHT
The light you bear may be small,
Just a feeble spark.
It may not show in the light
But it shines brightly in the dark.
Your little light may dispel the gloom
That surrounds many today.
Where want and sickness prevail,
Your little light may chase them away.
It may be a little thing you can do
To help another through the dark.
Your light may not shine all around,
But - thank God for that little spark.
Personal News Items
Donna
Hanlin Whiting
11/09/14 - 04/05/04
A TRIBUTE TO MY SISTER, DONNA WHITING
Donna, I admired you for your honest desire to serve others, for your sacrificial love
given through the years. For the many hours you spent in labors of love as you gave
yourself so freely to loved ones. As a faithful wife to your husband of 67 years and a
loving mother to Betty and Jack. For your loving care to Grandpa, Father and Mother-in
law, Daughter-in-law, too. For your watchcare over our own aging parents, especially
Mother. The many trips you made down the road to provide the companionship she
needed in her later years. None of these services go un-noticed by a loving family.
We looked up to you with love and respect for your unselfishness, your true
dedication to those you loved. Your neighbors would happily join in singing your
praises as they have benefitted also from your generous deeds and your friendly, sage
advice, when needed. For your unconditional love regardless of our faults. your
loyalty was endless to those you loved. For your shining example you have always
been to me. The years you have worked diligently, doing all kinds of work: none too
base, none to difficult for you to try. You were so capable. The talents you
displayed were innumerable. Yes, your sewing, the beautiful quilts, afgans,
clothing. And your cooking, delicious, down-home cooking. For your
encouragement to me personally, a listening ear through the years, the comforting words
when times were not easy. I thank God for you and your special love. I count it a
special blessing and a privilege to have had you for a sister.
Carl R.Hanlin
07/24/21 - 04/04/04
My brother, Carl Hanlin, passed from this life, April 4, 2004. He was the third of my four brothers. He was a loving, son, husband, brother, father, grandfather and great grandfather. He ws the first of eight children to go. We have been so grateful for a loving Father Who has watched over us for these many years. He and his first wife, Claire, came from Baltimore to visit Dad and Mother often with their son, Tommy and daughter Shirley. He was with my Mother and Dad at the time of my dad's death in 1965. He was a great comfort to my mother at that time. In 1977, Claire passed away. Carl remarried and moved to New Orleans. When Mother was ill, he and his wife, Lucette, came and stayed and gave her loving care. Once, when she had fallen and broken her shoulder, he came and stayed with her through her recuperation being a very strict therapist, making certain she did the proper execises. It worked! She was able to use her arm from then on.
Some of my childhood memories are of Carl, as my big brother, helping my sisters and I as we walked two miles to school. When the snow was deep he would sometimes carry us on his shoulders. He always made certain we were dressed warmly. He was often available to help Mother with housework.
He served in the army during World WarII in South Africa and Italy. (I'll always remember the day he returned from service. He came to school to see his sisters. I saw him and ran down the stairs and jumped in his arms). He was a sales representive with Exxon Corporation in Baltimore, until his retirement.
When Mother was aged and living alone, he would call her on the phone and always say, "Howdy Doody". He used that salutation with us later. Carl, I'll be listening for that "Howdy Doody" when we meet again.
CHANGE
As humans we don't ordinarily like change.
We are more content and happy when we
can follow our familiar routine, but sometimes
events occur which necessitate changes in our
everyday existence. Those changes came for
me when I lost my dear sister in April and another
sister wanted my presence. I moved from my home in
Glenville, West Virginia to Elyria, Ohio. I moved
only my necessities,my computer and office equipment
and my dog, Taffee.He settles in comfortably as
long as he is with me. I will continue sending my
Golden Gems.