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Mimi's Obituary

This is one of the sweetest obituaries I've ever read. Maybe that's because she really was one of the sweetest ladies I'll ever know. Just wanted to post it so I'll have it forever. M ildred Allan Neal Dickey, fondly known as Millie by her friends and Mimi by her grandchildren and great grandchildren, went to be with her Lord February 9th. She was born in Highland, AR to Helena Erwin Neal and George W. Neal on February 19, 1918. Millie began school in Murfreesboro at age four where they lived until they moved to Little Rock where her father, an attorney, became assistant Secretary of State and later served two terms as State Land Commissioner. She attended Central High school and after moving to California graduated from Santa Monica High School. Millie then attended Santa Monica Junior College and later came back to Arkansas to attend Hendrix where she was a Hendrix Beauty for two years. After college, she taught school for three years at Bayou Meta. In 1941, she marri

Remembering my Mimi

My Mimi went Home to Jesus last night, just 10 days before her 93rd birthday. I can only imagine the celebration that was had when she arrived. Saved By Grace Some day the silver cord will break, And I no more as now shall sing; But oh, the joy when I shall wake Within the palace of the King! And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace; And I shall see Him face to face, And tell the story—Saved by grace. Some day my earthly house will fall. I cannot tell how soon ’twill be; But this I know—my All in All Has now a place in Heav’n for me. Some day, when fades the golden sun Beneath the rosy tinted west, My bless├Ęd Lord will say, “Well done!” And I shall enter into rest. Some day: till then I’ll watch and wait, My lamp all trimmed and burning bright, That when my Savior opens the gate, My soul to Him may take its flight.