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BENNY BARBOZA -3rd DEATH ANNIVERSARY

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In Loving Memory of

BENEDICTA CAITANA BARBOZA

Parra, Bardez, Goa.
Born: 26.09.1934         Died: 29.06.2010

(Wife of Late Mr. Fredrick Charles Barboza)

Dearer to memory than words can tell,
Thoughts of a mother we loved so well,

A beautiful memory left behind

Of a mother ever so gentle and kind.

There will be a Requiem Mass on 13th July, 2013,

at St. Anne's Church, Parra, Bardez, Goa,

offered by her sorrowful family members,

followed by prayers and blessing of the grave.

MOTHER

Song dedicated on behalf of
all family members
by Tony Fernandes

Songwriters: BRAIS, CHRISTIAN / JOLY, MATHIEU,

VIOLA, DOMINIC / WILLIAMSON,

 FRANCOIS / SALTZMAN, JEFF

If only I could see again

The twinkle in my Mother's eyes.

To hear again her gentle voice

And have her hold me when I cry.

If only she could be here now

To help me free my troubled mind.

I wonder if my mother knows?

Although I've tried - no peace I find

It seems a hundred years ago

That when I'd cry she'd wipe my tears

And just like magic when I'd fall

She'd be right there to calm my fears

Oh Mom, If you could only see

The hurt and pain I'm going through

I must have cried ten million tears

Since the tears I cried when I lost you

I know you're never far away

I almost feel you close to me.

Oh how I'd love to hold your hand

Your loving smile, I'd love to see

But in my heart, you're still alive

I think about you everyday

Oh Mother dear, why did you die

And leave me here so far away

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sX8ZHNFWfI

All Jokes Aside

Typical Sampler's Samples

Samplers quips after trying

samples.

F.A.Q.

 1.  Lovely! I'm just doing my rounds first!

 2.  I just had my lunch. Next time.

 3.  Sorry not now. I'm full.

 4.  My mother makes pickles.

 5.  Where do you sell these?

 6.  How do you eat these?

 7.  What do you do with these?

 8.  Do you make these?

 9.  Who is Edna?

10.  Are you really Edna?

11.  My aunt's name is Edna.

12.  My wife is around the corner somewhere. I'll tell her.

13.  Wait. I'll ask my wife.

14.  Are they all hot?

15.  Are the recipes for pickles in your Recipe Book?

16.  Lovely taste. Can I have your business card.

17.  Where do you make these?

19.  Do you have a store?

20.  Is Edna your real name?

21.  Can I read the nutrition facts?

22.  Where do you buy your products from?

23.  How long do they last?

24.  Do you have a spoon?

25.  Can I have on a rice cracker instead of on a wheat thin?

SAVED BY PUNCTUATION

Punctuation could also save one's life, thus:

1. LET HIM DIE NOT LET HIM GO.

2. LET HIM DIE, NOT LET HIM GO. 

3. LET HIM DIE NOT, LET HIM GO.

THEY LEFT WALLETS AT HOME!

WET WALLETS

Many people attended our last craft show
 and the park was full;
lot of people who visited bought arts and crafts,
 but at this show no one purchased anything
 because they thought it would rain.
 So they left their wallets at home
 because they thought they would get wet.

TREES OF A DIFFERENT NATURE

"Give me six hours to chop down a tree

and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe."

~  Abraham Lincoln  ~

SUMMER BLOOMS

SONG OF MY CHILDHOOD

R.I.P. 

The Legendary Slim Whitman

 - Till we meet again...Mr. Whitman -

TILL I WALTZ AGAIN WITH YOU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLJL8o1RzAE

DREAM THE IMPOSSIBLE

János Arany (March 2, 1817—October 22, 1882), was a Hungarian journalist, writer, poet, and translator. He is often said to be the "Shakespeare of ballads" – he wrote more than 40 ballads which have been translated into over 50 languages, as well as the Toldi trilogy, to mention his most famous works. ~ Wikipedia ~

Happiness - the joys and the thrill

Courage - New oceans cannot be discovered without it...

Courage is two-fold

i.o.w. -1.  New oceans cannot be discovered without it...

... and 

2. also without one being ready

to lose sight of the shore.

Live your dreams

Love - greatest refreshment in life

Happy Father's Day.

VISION - If we could only see the miracle of a single flower...

VISION 

- If we could only see the miracle of a single flower...

WISDOM - Happiness : the wise grows it under his feet.

 James Oppenheim (1882–1932),

 was an American poet, novelist, and editor.