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My aunt Twila Hancock passed away in August. Her life was one of service and charity. She raised four beautiful children, who in turn raised children to follow in her footsteps.
We all congregated at the Hancock cabin in the forest to pay our last respects and bury her. She was laid to rest under the pines. Prayers were said, and the grandchildren sang “Where can I turn for peace?” What a glorious event.