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08/24/08 - NNHS Newsletter - Mary Ware Leftwich
Mary Ware Leftwich Newport News High School Class of 19__ |
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Dear
Friends and Schoolmates,
Once again today we
bring you sad news.
Mary Ware
Leftwich passed
away in Gloucester on Friday, August 22, 2008 at the age of 95.
From the Daily Press - 08/24/08:
Mary Ware Leftwich
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GLOUCESTER -
Mary Ware Leftwich, 95, went home to be with our Lord on Friday, Aug. 22,
2008. Survivors include two sons, James Leftwich of Florida, Ronald Leftwich and his wife, Judith, of Yorktown; one daughter, Sue Marshall and her husband, Otis, of Gloucester; daughter-in-law, Sarah Leftwich of Nebraska; 13 grandchildren; 18 great-grandchildren; and eight great-great-grandchildren. |
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Our deepest condolences are extended to Mrs. Leftwich's family and their friends.
Y'all take good care of each other! TYPHOONS FOREVER! We'll Always Have Buckroe!
Love to all, Carol
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The Old Rugged Cross
Words and Music by George Bennard, 1913
(The Old Rugged Cross was
written in Albion, Michigan.
Or Pokagon, Michigan.
Or Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin.
All three towns claim to be the birthplace of this hymn.)
On a hill far
away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
"The Old Rugged Cross" midi courtesy of
http://www.divtune.com/dtmid.htm
- 03/01/07
NOTE: I felt strongly impressed that I should use this hymn. After
searching for over an hour for an arrangement I liked,
this version came closest in spirit, though I had hoped for an organ sound.
"The Old Rugged Cross" lyrics and history courtesy of http://synergy_2.tripod.com/lyrics/ruggedc1.html - 03/01/07
Greg Olsen Paintings courtesy of http://gregolsengallery.com – 03/15/05
Blackwork Flowers Divider Line clip art courtesy of http://www.bravenet.com - 08/12/04