A note from Pat Illingworth

Jim,

Here is a poem which I feel gives a brief story about you and Vaiva and the course of your lives.

God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through.
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
Nor peace without pain.

But God hath promised strength for labor,
Light for the way,
Grace for the trials,
Help from above,
Unfailing sympathy and,
Undying love.

Patricia Illingworth
(Meiliunas)
New Haven, CT