In Loving Memory Of
NAOMI J. STORMANN
Jan. 30, 1932 – Jan. 24, 2000
A rose once grew where all could see, sheltered beside a garden wall, and as the days passed swiftly by, it spread its branches, straight and tall. One day a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide. The rose bent gently toward its warmth, then passed beyond to the other side … Now, you who deeply feel its loss, be comforted – the rose blooms there – its beauty even greater now, nurtured by God’s own loving care.
With love always, Sam, the kids and your many friends