Memories of our son Frank Ruiz Jr

Lynn, Frank, Ilana and Jack,

My Grandmother wrote this poem while she was dying of cancer. She lost a son to Polio at age 20 in 1950. She wrote this about the loss of her precious son. I only thought it was fitting to share this with you.

All my love.

Jay

"God gives an extra blessing to the loved one, whose loved ones trust when his young work is done.

That he is safe in hands unmatched on earth, that death is a reward, a second birth.

And all the things he wanted yesterday
Are his Today a thousandfold: and say

That you believe that he still lives

God never takes away the life he gives".