Diane Presnell

IN LOVING MEMORYAug. 18, 1954 - Jan 17, 2012God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so he put His arms around you and whispered,"Come with me."A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our heart stopped prove to us, He only takes the best.Love,Mom, Cynthia, Byron, Jennifer, James, and Jim