Thursday, April 30, 2009

Email from Lou Dean Graham Howard

Dear Susan,

My name is Lou Dean Howard. I am so glad Nan Fulcher has been able to keep us up-to-date on Harriette's progress. Harriette and I sang
in Wesley Memorial UMC choir, were in the High Point Branch AAUW, and attended a NC State AAUW Convention together. She was one of the most delightful persons I have ever known.

True Story:
Harriette worked at the High Point Library, but had been out during surgery and treatment. She had returned to work when I went to the library one day. I went to her desk to ask a question. Could I get my question answered or even heard? Not at all, because Harriette had everyone around her laughing uncontrollably. Before I left, I was laughing, too, and had completely forgotten my question. I guess I made a trip to the library that day for a good laugh, but it was worth it.

The pictures are great and so typical of the Harriette I knew. She often talked of her children and I am so glad she was able to be near you during the last few years.

The attachment was sent to me three years ago by a young man whose mother was very ill. She was a close friend of mine from second grade through high school - in fact she and I were born the same day in different states. She corresponded with me through him. I was able to visit her about six months before her death when my family and I were back in Arkansas - my home state.

May God bless you and your family, especially during this time.

(Mrs.) Lou Dean Graham Howard
(I am female, but there is nothing about my name that gives a clue. My maiden name is Graham.)

Attached:
DEATH~
WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT!!!
A sick man turned to his doctor
as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said,
"Doctor, I am afraid to die.
Tell me what lies on the other side."

Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."

"You don't know?
You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?"

The doctor was holding the handle of the door.
On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,
and as he opened the door,
a dog sprang into the room
and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.

Turning to the patient, the doctor said,
"Did you notice my dog?
He's never been in this room before.
He didn't know what was inside.
He knew nothing except that his master was here,
and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.
I know little of what is on the other side of death,
but I do know one thing...
I know my Master is there and that is enough."
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May today there be peace within you.
May you trust God that you are exactly
where you are meant to be.
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I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us
to our feet
when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

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