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HUTCHINSON, Raymond Harold October 9, 1922 - May 9, 2005 "The day that you died, my heart split in two. One side filled with memories, The other died with you. Now I lay awake at night while the world is asleep, To take a walk down memory lane, A tear upon my cheek. Remembering you is easy, I do it every day. But missing you is a heartache, That never goes away. I hold you tightly in my heart, There you remain. Now life goes on without you, But it will never be the same., Mary Sherman Published in the Calgary Herald on 5/9/2008