Pioneer Press - Twin Cities, IN LOVING MEMORY OF PETER ALEXANDER PRICE Born in Christ April 16, 1991 Returned to God Sept. 26, 2007 It is the sorrow that we bear; a pain we cannot hide. You must belong in Heaven At your precious Mother's side. For the man who took your life, I've forgiven him, grandson; For his day of reckoning and Aguish, has now really Just begun. I miss you every minute Of every day. I'm so Lonesome without you and All the fun games we Used to play. The lake's a very Different place now. The bass you used to catch still Linger under the pontoon; But there is no one to catch them. You were gone all too soon. We miss you terribly, Peter Man! Love, Gram Lani and Gramps Keith Myers
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