Flora Maude Cress
(February 7, 1895 - November 27, 1967)

Flora Maude Cress, 72, Horton, KS, passed away yesterday, November 27, 1967 at Horton
Community hospital.

Flora Maude Harris was born February 7, 1895 in Lee County, Virginia, the daughter of Andrew Jackson and Winnie Lee (Morelock) Harris.

She had lived in Horton the past 22 years, and was a member of the Rebekah Lodge and at one time was a cook at the hospital.

Her mother, Winnie Lee Morelock and father, Andrew Jackson Harris were married on September 25, 1887 in Lee, Virginia.

Survivors include two daughter, Mrs. Leonard (Ginger) McAfee and Mrs. Inez Melton, both of Horton; five sons, Jerrold, Homer and Leo Cress, all of Roseville, MI; Gene Cress, Savannah, MO, and Bert Cress of the home; two sisters, Miss Mary Harris, Netawaka, KS and Mrs. Ralph Marston, Arrington, KS; two brothers, John Harris of the state of California; Earl Harris, Overland Park; twenty-three grandchildren and ten great grandchildren.

Funeral services will be held Thursday at 2 p.m., at Chaney Chapel with the Rev. Kirby Hayes officiating. Burial will be at the Horton Cemetery with the Rebekah Lodge holding graveside services.

LETTER FROM HEAVEN

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven.
Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through. God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you...in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years. Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; then you can say to God at night..."My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street and you've got Me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And when it's time for you to go...from that body to be free. Remember you're not going...you're coming here to Me.