Happy Trails
Helen Mrotek, a precious member of our church family, passed away on Good Friday. We held her service yesterday at the church. Between the visitation and the funeral, it seemed like over half of Hayward showed up. She's been a pillar of our community for a long, long time.
For forty years, she and her husband, Duane, owned and operated Mrotek's Riding Stables, and they raised a fine family. She was, indeed, Proverbs 31 woman. "Her children rise up and call her blessed. . ."
At the funeral I concluded my remarks with the lyrics of Roy Rogers' farewell song:
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
For forty years, she and her husband, Duane, owned and operated Mrotek's Riding Stables, and they raised a fine family. She was, indeed, Proverbs 31 woman. "Her children rise up and call her blessed. . ."
At the funeral I concluded my remarks with the lyrics of Roy Rogers' farewell song:
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.
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