Cynthia Anna Nelson

Birth date: Apr 6, 1955 Death date: Oct 26, 2018

Cynthia Anna Nelson, age 63, was born to parents Harry T. Nelson and Mildred E. Arrington Nelson on April 6, 1955 in Dallas, Texas. She passed away in the early morning hours of Friday, October 26, 2018 in Dallas, Texas. Cynthia Read Obituary

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Nancy L Buszinski

374w ago

I just found out about Anna’s passing today – I’ve been trying to get hold of her for a while now – leaving messages on her phones. I sent her a Christmas card and it was returned today. I googled her and found out she had passed away in October – I am so terribly sorry and you have my deepest sympathy. Anna was friends was my cousin Franklin and she always called me cousin Nancy – I made her the purple quilt. She was a wonderful Christian friend and she helped me out so much when my cousin Franklin passed away – I stayed with her and we became good friends – even though I lived in Pittsburgh, PA. I visited a few times in Carrollton and she always said she would be up to visit me and my daughter Deb (she was also friends with her). If anyone – friends or family – sees this please contact me 412-276-0702. Thank you.

Jp

383w ago

One in a million….

Leeann Hummel

387w ago

Always my friend, forever I will miss you. I will cherish our weekend conversations and walks with our dogs. Until we meet again.

Debra Taylor

387w ago

Rest In Peace my friend. You will be missed. I will always treasure our friendship we shared over the years at UPS and personally.

John Richards

388w ago

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message ‘She is Dead’. Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.She was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. – W H AudenDedicated in loving memory of Anna, may she rest in peace. – John Richards