Please accept condolences on Helen's passing. Our Mom, Vicki Quinlan, worked at
Dr. Higgins' office with Helen for years. I believe that they also met for lunch periodically after the office closed. Mom enjoyed Helen's companionship and
friendship. The Quinlans.
Little Cares, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The little cares that fretted me
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds at play;
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.
The foolish fears of what may happen,
I cast them all away
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay;
Among the husking of the corn
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born,
Out in the fields with God.
Susan...Please accept my deepest condolences for the loss of your mother. Growing up next to Helen (Jim) and sharing holidays with her was a true honor. It's like I had another grandma near me at all times. She will be truly missed. Im truly heart broken.