|I lost my little boy, Shane,
within a 24 hour period, to acute epiglottis which was the result of hemophilus influenza.
Shane was 19 and 1/2 months old when he died on March 20, 1976
(it was the first day of spring).
He was my second child, born 19 months
after his brother, Bret and 3 years before his sister, Sunny. I will always miss him.
I am amazed that, to this day - 20 something years later, the pain and emptiness in
my heart still overwhelm me as I think of my sweet son. When a baby spends nine
months next to his mothers heart, a small part of her soul is forever meshed with his, and
if his soul departs before hers, a small part of her soul is torn from her heart.
And even though the ragged edges heal, it is eternally painful and empty.
Shane looked exactly like my husband in
face and build. This made me very happy and I think it made him happy too. He called
him His Clown Prince.
WE LOVE YOU, SHANE!
- In the golden streets of Heaven
- As the happy children play,
- Gentle Jesus watches o'er them,
- Caring for them, day by day.
- And may you find comfort, knowing
- In the Father's home above
- Your little one is happy
- In the sweetness of His love.
Submitted by Shane's Mom: Millie Duncan
August 6, 1974
March 20, 1976
Dear little lamb on the Shepherd's breast.
Closely enfolded, how sweet is your rest;
Forever shielded from earthly alarms.
Perfectly safe in His mighty arms
-Olga J. Weiss