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INSULL _Bill. 1920 1986 We travel the River of Life, Day by day, And its turns can bring Many changes our way, But what may appear as the final bend Is just the beginning Instead of the end For beyond it, there lies Still another land Where our loved one Directed by God's own hand, Lives on, although physically out of sight, Of eternal light. Lovingly remembered and sadly missed by wife Mary and family Published in the Saskatoon StarPhoenix on 10/27/2009