If you knew Clara Wilbur then you understood true patience, glamour and poise. She was my grandmother and never missed an opportunity to tell us that she loved us. Granny is what we called her. She was the most Godly woman I ever met and never offered a cross word to anyone. Granny was a fine artist and extremely dedicated to her family until she passed away. When the Spring comes each year and I see a Dogwood tree bloom, it reminds me of her. She was the Spring in the dead of Winter, claim winds in a hurricane and sunshine in a thunder storm. Beauty lives on when the body falls. She lives in our memories and our hearts. Clara Wilbur Coskrey Overby will never be forgotten and will be loved forever.
If you knew Clara Wilbur then you understood true patience, glamour and poise. She was my grandmother and never missed an opportunity to tell us that she loved us. Granny is what we called her. She was the most Godly woman I ever met and never offered a cross word to anyone. Granny was a fine artist and extremely dedicated to her family until she passed away. When the Spring comes each year and I see a Dogwood tree bloom, it reminds me of her. She was the Spring in the dead of Winter, claim winds in a hurricane and sunshine in a thunder storm. Beauty lives on when the body falls. She lives in our memories and our hearts. Clara Wilbur Coskrey Overby will never be forgotten and will be loved forever.
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