Memories of her course as a tear flows down my cheek. Her small frame stuffed with strong will, flowing heart, sharp mind, encouraging words, heroic tales, and commanding presence. All qualities that will be burned in my mind.
Each day I wake to follow her examples left. Completing every day I try carrying on her lagacy. I can only hope she looks upon me with proud eyes. As I walk the earth may her spirit live on through me. I love you Great Grandma and you have not been forgotten.
Dedicated to:
Inger Elizabeth Irvine
1901-1994
