God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So he put his arms around you, and whispered, "Come with me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away a year ago. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating. Hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts, to prove to us, He only takes the best. My Dear Genious Caulker you are the best. i know you are in a better place, we missed you dearly and thought of so often. WE LOVE YOU BERNADETTE! May Your Sweet Soul Rest In Perfect Peace.