Memoral to Mrs. Edith Evans

February 2012

A Teacher and Friend Who Will Never be Forgotten

An Excerpt from Love Lost, a memoral letter of Mrs. Evans
by Mr. Frank Evans

No she wasn't gone. She was there whenever I wanted. I could see her in the smiles, gestures, and innate mannerism of my children. I could recall my laughter at the goofy little dance she performed each time a favorite song with an upbeat tempo played on the radio. Neither of us danced well, but who cared? In her classroom the young students laughed gleefully as she danced and sang out of tune with them. She made us all laugh and there were many times of much happiness.

I know that there will always be an ache inside that will occasionally surface unexpectedly. Love lost does that. But just as surely that ache will be followed by a smile as I recall the happiness and good times that filled our life together. Our family would keep those memories alive and love would continue to bind us together. Love remembered does that.

April 2009