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Arline Hill/McLain-Grazide

January 7, 2013

 

Arline Hill/McLain-Grazide

1917-2012

 

Born Oct. 7, 1917 in Duluth, Minn., Arline Hill/McLain-Grazide died too soon in Santa Rosa at the age of 95 of a broken heart.

Arline was adopted by Mr. and Mrs. James J. McLain and raised in Los Angeles and educated in a Catholic convent. Then, in 1936, at the age of 19, she met Frank “Buster” Grazide, marrying him Feb. 24, 1936, giving birth to Phillip F.A. July 23, 1939.  She had six other kids, but three died at birth. 

Arline leaves behind four kids, six gran kids and nine great-gran kids, with maybe one or more great-great-gran kids, but since mom and I were left out of the family loop for the most part, the count could be more. 

Several years ago she found out her great-gran dad was James J. Hill, a railroad baron with his life history in many libraries. I found these two poems in her bible and I read “I’m Free” to her three hours before she passed on to wait for the return of Jesus Christ to get her new beautiful body before entering the Promised Land. She told hospital staff she wanted to go home so she could argue with Phillip and ride her power chair to the hair salon and to the grocery stores. 

Because she loved to talk to all peoples, she had a ton of stories to share. She should have wrote a book on her life.

I know others will miss her as much as I do, but I was blessed to be able to take care of her after she became legally blind and lost her hearing. We were really a pair as we both were on power chairs. God’s love and mercy to all who read this and remember Arline. 

– Phillip F.A. Grazide,

2829 Seneca Ln., 

Santa Rosa, CA 95403-3225

‘The Time Is Now’

Author Unknown

If you are ever going to love me, 

Love me now, while I can know

The sweet and tender feelings

Which from true affection flow.

Love me now

While I am living.

Do not wait until I’m gone

And then have it chiseled in marble.

Sweet words on ice-cold stone.

If you have tender thoughts of me, 

Please tell me now.

If you wait until I am sleeping, 

Never to awaken,

There will be death between us

And I won’t hear you then.

So, if you love me, even a little bit,

Let me know it while I am living

So I can treasure it. 

 

‘I’m Free’

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free.

I’m following the path God laid for me.

I took God’s hand when I heard the call;

I turned my back and left it all.

 

I could not stay another day

To laugh, love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way,

I found that place at the close of day.

 

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.

Ah yes, these things, I too, will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life’s been full, I savored much,

Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.

 

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief;

don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me –

God wanted me now, God set me free.

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