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Morris Joseph Einhorn

16 septiembre , 19234 octubre , 2020

Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea; Over snow by winter sown, And through the merry flowers of June, Over grass and over stone, And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on Under cloud and under star, Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar. Eyes that fire and sword have seen And horror in the halls of stone Look at last on meadows green And trees and hills they long have known.

Roads go ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn, My evening-rest and sleep to meet. - J.R.R. Tolkien

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Joanne Adams

12 octubre , 2020

Dear Morris and Family,
I always called your parents “Uncle” Buzz and “Aunt” Marilyn ever since I met them in 1979 after they moved to Florida. They were dear friends of my in-laws and knew my husband as an infant. I loved hearing their stories over the years. They attended some of our family events as my sons were growing up and time moved on. We loved your parents dearly. Your family has my deepest sorrow and sympathy.
In prayer,
Joanne Adams

Morris Einhorn

10 octubre , 2020

Mom and Dad on vacation with Morris & Carol in Topsail Island, North Carolina.

Morris Einhorn

10 octubre , 2020

My Dad with my Mom at their home in Viera.

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