Wesley Marvin Sigler

Marvin Darling, How I miss you and wish I could cry and feel better, but I can't. You are no longer suffering in pain, and you are with our loving Savior, enjoying the home He left to prepare for us. When I am lonesome for your faithful morning calls, I will think about our future and recall some of your brilliant "good'ole Uncle Marv" humor and I will think about our times together and recall how you always tried to fix everything for me. Be it a problem, or a broken item requiring the use of your brilliant inventing skills. You have always been there for me. No woman ever had more caring children than myself. When you were six and Mike was only three months old and our Lord had just moved us across the ally from the Nazarene church, It was you who insisted that I rise early one Sunday morning to send you to Sunday School. That following week we had a visit from your Sunday School leaders, Alta Dillion & Ella Mae Sparkman. The rest is beautiful history that has not yet ended. The song writer wrote, "When we all get to heaven what a day of rejoicing that will be". Until then Sweetheart, I'll see you in my dreams and keep remembering all the joy you have brought into my life. His word tells us that eye has not seen , nor can we imagine, the things that He is preparing for those of us who love Him. See you soon LOVE Mom.

Bev Sigler