Condolence: I am so happy to have met you, beloved daughter of Viki who is a dear friend to me. May you truly rest in peace and be free from your earthly suffering. And my deepest sympathies to your entire family. It was a pleasure meeting all of you.

Condolence: •Words are inadequate to express the sorrow felt by the loss of Kim. Eddie and My Prayers are with all of you.

Condolence: My deepest sympathy to the family! I knew Kim from Burlington Elementary, Jr high and Niwot. Always had a smile! Sending thoughts and prayers to the family! May your memories keep her close!

Condolence: Rest In Peace Kim...

Condolence: I have many memories of Kim, from our days at Burlington Elementary all the way through our days at Niwot High School. To Kim's family, my sincere condolences. My are all in my thoughts. Peace to you all.

Condolence: To all of Kim's family, Today my heart aches to hear of the passing of my "Amazing" life long friend. Please know she will always be in my heart and truely missed.. And when the day comes that we meet up again,I promise to share my Life Saviors---BFF 💞💞💞

Condolence: The Poucher's from Texas & Key Largo, FL send you our condolences for the loss of your Kim...God bless you all.

Condolence: Vicki, Cheyenne, and family,
My heart breaks for all of you and the loss of our beloved Kim. She was a special friend to me even when we weren't able to talk for a long time. I treasure all the time that we shared together and still miss her but will miss her more so now. She was quite the trooper!

"Lord, wrap your loving arms around Kim's family and fill their hearts with peace. Amen."

Condolence: Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone


W. H. Auden


Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.