Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much see to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. - attributed to Saint Francis of Assisi

== 1903-1998 - Ruth J. Morris died Jan 9, 1998 of natural causes at Sunnyvale Convalescent Center, Sunnyvale, Washington. She was born March 30, 1903, in Broken Bow, Nebraska to Joseph and Henrietta (Varenkamp) Lowder. She graduated from Broken Bow High School in 1921. She was employed by Northwestern Nebraska Bell as a telephone operator and retired in 1971 after 20 years as a telephone operator for the State of Washington. She was a member of the Order of Eastern Star, Chapter No. 164, Broken Bow, for more than 50 years and also a member of the Sod House Society of Nebraska. She is survived by a son, William Yost of Bremerton, Washington, three grandchildren, and seven great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death in 1996 by her longtime companion, Harry Utes. Rev. Coriless Hanson officiated at her funeral with burial at Olympic Memorial Gardens, Tumwater, Washington.

== 1899-1990 - In memory of Andy C. Peterson Born November 19, 1899 Chappell, Nebraska Entered into rest December 19, 1990 Sidney, Nebraska Services United Methodist Church, Chappell, Nebraska Music: How Great Thou Art -and- Back of the clouds Honorary Pallbearers: Will Kemling, Paul Smith, Marion Dickinson, Gib Holtman, Frank Pivonka, Orville Kastens, Wayne Campbell, Walter Peterson, John D. Wertz, Leonard bond, Bud Markel, Don Hafer, Allen Cave Active Pallbearers: Brad Franks, Roger Dirrim, John Echternach, Bud Rankin, Delmar Zalesky, Ralph Fraas Interment Pleasant View Cemetery, Lodgepole, Nebraska

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore. - Psalm 121:1-2 and 5-8