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In Loving Memory Of Carrie Thompson

To the 15 years we shared with you, we love and miss you Carrie..... You're never far away, because

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I have decided to let anyone be a part of Carrie's page so if you would like to contribute to her page, send a message and I will send the e-mail and password to you.IF YOU SEEM LIKE A WIERD PERSON FROM ALASKA OR SOMEBODY WHO NOONE HAS EVER HEARD OF I WILL NOT SEND IT TO YOU. lol just so you know. If it gets too out of hand, let me know and I'll change the password.

Carrie Yvonne Thompson, 15, of 7133 120th Ave., died January 4, 2006, at home.
She was born July 24, 1990 in Ottumwa to Scott and Mary Canny Thompson.
She was a sophomore at Ottumwa High School, where she was an Honor Student. She loved being an aunt, stock car racing, cooking, and being with her friends on the river.
Surviving are her parents, Scott (who passed in March) and Mary Thompson of Ottumwa; grandparents, Kendal and Genevieve Thompson of Ottumwa; a brother, Doug and his wife Lynna Gorden Jr. of Ottumwa; a sister, Monica Gorden of Ottumwa; nephew, Keaton; neice, Kenna; numerous aunts, uncles, cousins and her many, many friends.
She was preceded in death by grandparents, Anita Yvonne Thompson and Ed and Lucille Canny.
Funeral sevices were 1 p.m. Satuday the 7th of January at Reece Funeral Home with Rev. Jeff Hendred who officiated. Burial was in the Floris Cemetery in Floris.
Visitation was at 2 p.m. the 6th of January with the family who was present from 5 to 8 p.m.

Someone recently sent a message to this page and I found it VERY offensive. A girl named Abbey from Fremont, Iowa said this: who da fuck care bout dis shit. This is her web address if you want to send her a nasty message. (http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewpr ofile&friendid=74726317) I already did. I personally think she needs her ass beat!Girly Myspace Layouts

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| View Show | Create Your OwnAlways thinking back to January, That phone call I dreaded the most, Fell to my knees in grief, Never cried till that day, That dreadful day that hurts the most.I couldn't believe that it was true, Thought I was being tricked, Thought it all to be a dream, But it wasn't.Went to your casket, Hoping you would pop up, Saying Gotcha, But you didn't, You laid there peaceful, Whiter than I knew you to be.I kept thinking it all to be a dream, Sad part it wasn't a dream, It's all too real to be even true, Didn't want it to be true, But it was true.Knowing I can't see your face, With that smile I always loved seeing, Your calming voice, That I'll never hear again, Yet I still have memory's, To keep you alive in my mind, Keeping the love I have for you inside, Never forgetting those words you said to me, That meant so much to me.Daring to dream and think of you, To never forget the past we shared, The good and bad times, Even the worse times, Just knowing I shared all these times with you, Brings a smile to my face