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Shackelford Funeral Directors • December 16, 2012

Shackelford Funeral Directors, as a show of support for the families of Newtown, Connecticut, is offering the people of our commuinties the opportunity to sign a register book which will be sent to the city of Newtown after the Christmas holiday. In addition to signing, you will have the opportunity to include words of sympathy or encouragement on cards that are provided for that purpose. These cards will be mailed with the books from each location. The books and cards are available in Bolivar, Henderson, Savannah, Selmer, and Waynesboro.

We hope many of you will take advantage of this opportunity to share in the horrific loss suffered by the families of Newtown and to assure them of our continued thoughts and prayers.

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