In loving memory of Randy S. Berg — July 17, 2011.
When we lose someone we love,
It seems that time stands still.
What moves through us is a silence — a quiet sadness — a longing for one more day — one more word — one more touch.
We may not understand why you left this Earth so soon,
Or why you left before we were ready to say goodbye.
But little by little, we begin to remember,
Not just that you died, but that you lived.
And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget.
We will see you again some day.
In a heavenly place where there is no parting.
A place where there are no words that mean goodbye.
Sadly missed by
Dad, Mom, brother, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends
• • •
In loving memory of Randy Berg, who passed away July 17, 2011.
When you walk through a cool green forest,
And hear whisperings through the boughs;
It is me.
When you stand beside rushing water,
And are soothed by the laugher in the ripples;
It will be me.
And when you stand upon a high place,
Enjoying the beauty of God’s work;
And you feel warm wind on your face,
Remember me and know that I am free.
In loving memory —
Liz and Allen Thydean and family
Carl Berg and family
Albert and Melinda Berg and family
Carol and Mike Johnson and family
Caroline (mom) and Todd (father) and family
Shirley and Jerry Dilly and family
Friends Dave and Donna Thompson
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