You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

"And a woman, who held a babe against her
bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children ar not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's
longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong
not to you.
You may give them your love but not your
thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house they bodies but not their
souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your
dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not
to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with
yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of
the infinite, and He bends you with His might.
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for
gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so
He loves also the bow that is stable."

THE PROHPET
Kahlil Gibran

These children came from the bows of Donna Lee Entenman Rye and Glenn E. Rye

Angela Ann Rye was born on November 14 th, l955 at Hills, Minnesota. At the age of one, she and her
family moved to Worthington,Minnesota where She lived for two years.
The remaider of her life She lived in Riverside, California, where she attended where She attended Collett, Twin Hill and Arizona school. At the time of her death She was a seventh grader at the Arizona Middle School.
Angela was a member of Hope Lutheran Church and sang in the Junior Choir.She was in the first year of her
of her baptisimal vows. Angela left our midst on Jaanuary 2, 1968, at Sioux Falls, South Dakota.
Angela is buried in the Bethlehem Lutheran Church Cemetary in Hills, Minnesota.

"Weep not, She's resting in the bosom of Jesus"
Go Down, Death
-James Wheldon Johnson