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http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/2724031099_6c8eedbe80.jpg?v=0 CONNIE SHANNON A year ago August, find snoroff cod I decided to return to Dallas for a Family Reunion. It was a decision I wouldn’t make until a week before the reunion was planned. I remember being outside on my back deck a week before and feeling a strong nudge from somewhere out there that I should go back, find snoroff cod  suit up and show up for my parents, find snoroff cod who are both deceased and who would have wanted me to make the trip. As well I felt a need and desire to represent the Shannon side of the family, find snoroff cod which is rather slim in number. Looking back a year later, find snoroff cod if not before, find snoroff cod I am aware of how significant that trip was for me to take. I received much clarity from my weekend back in Big D. It had been quite a while since I had returned, find snoroff cod other than a couple of days a few months before in route a vacation to Mexico. 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He took me across the street to a significantly smaller area than where  they were previously placed at Restland and I didn’t see them, find snoroff cod until I observed small, find snoroff cod round cannisters with the words “Shannon” typed or written on the top of them. There were no markers or gravestones. There was nothing really. Well, find snoroff cod the Shannon family was ‘present’, find snoroff cod at least in terms of the transferral. This included my Grandfather Shannon, find snoroff cod my Grandmother Shannon/Walsen, find snoroff cod my Aunt Connie, find snoroff cod and my Father and still born twins which I have always assumed came from my father’s previous marriage, find snoroff cod but I cannot confirm. 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I was a sophomore in college when he died.   I remember his service at the Highland Park United Methodist Church.   The main Chapel was completely full, find snoroff cod including the balcony, find snoroff cod for my father’s service.   My Father and my Grandfather had many friends. He was a gentle, find snoroff cod wonderful man, find snoroff cod who had his shortcomings as we all do. My father was a surgeon (and an artist) who interestingly received the Bronze Star during World War II when he was a young doctor in the Phillipines.  He never mentioned this to me or my brother when he was alive.   The medal was found in his press after he died. My grandfather, find snoroff cod Manning Sr. Find snoroff cod was an early Dallas businessman and an overall lover of life. 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She married an Art Director by the name of John Detlie (correction made*) in Los Angeles, find snoroff cod who rather abruptly divorced her after three years to then marry Veronica Lake, find snoroff cod who he met while working on a film.  Connie apparently moved back to Dallas and lived out the remainder of her life there.  Back at the Sparkman cemetary during the Reunion weekend I remember standing across the street trying to understand what felt humiliating in for my family being a “family reunion”.   It didn’t make sense. Find snoroff cod My brother Charles stood by me that day I remember.  I believe he understood.     Flash forward to today. A year later.   I’ve heard nothing. When I contacted my brother Manning as to details he gave no adequate explanations really. Additionally the request he made for me to pay for new gravestones left me a bit perplexed not to mention numb, find snoroff cod being that the intitial choices two of my brothers created, find snoroff cod in my opinion should never have occurred. We still have the burial places at Restland, find snoroff cod where I believe the Shannon family should now be returned to their rightful place by the Wildwood Chapel and respected for the choice my Grandfather Shannon orignally made and paid, find snoroff cod for so he could fulfill his duty as family guardian with pride and confidence in knowing his family would be able to rest comfortably and in a quiet, find snoroff cod lovely setting.  One of my brothers told me it doesn’t matter to them where they are after they die. 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