Timothy Graber

On November the first 1981 they brought home my baby, wrapped in a soft yellow blanket but life had fled. I sat on the bed with Ruth on one side and Joseph on the other as their Dad soberly handed the bundle to me . I helped each of them hold their baby brother one last time as I explained to them that Timothy was no longer in that body, he'd gone to heaven to be with Jesus.

Timothy died in the Cuero Hospital and I was in too bad shape physically to be with him so I was at home while Grandma Borntrager and Dad , Lester, were in the hospital with Timothy.