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Qoute
He would have changed the world had he lived longer. Instead, he changed me . . .
by Peg Rousar-Thompson
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You Are My Sunshine By Jimmie Davis & Charles Mitchell
You Are My Sunshine My only sunshine.
You make me happy When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away
The other nite, dear, As I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken And I hung my head and cried.
You are my sunshine, My only sunshine.
You make me happy When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.
Written by former Louisiana State Governor Jimmie Davis and Charles Mitchell; Copyright 1940 and 1977 by Peer International Corporation.
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Poem from National Children's Memorial Day / Danielle (mom to Pauli)
"We Do Not Need a Special Day"
by Connie Dyer
We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds.
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find.
Each morning when we awake,
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache,
And often a silent tear.
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.
If tears could make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.
We hold you close within our hearts;
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.
Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing seems the same,
But as GOD calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
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~Love Eternally~ To my Pauli
My love for you is without end,
And for eternity I will spend.
Holding you so close to my heart,
Never again for us to part.
Living with your face before my eyes,
My love for you only thrives.
You are where an angel is meant to be,
With Jesus, watching over me.
I miss your love, your touch, your smile,
Our separation is only for awhile.
No pain on earth can ever compare,
With the loss of you and my despair.
I walk around in a purple haze,
Passing the moments that turn into days.
Just remember my angel its true,
I'll never stop loving you.
So, I close with my heart in my hand,
Knowing, my son, you understand.
I ask you only for one request.....
Please grant me some peace...some rest.
Loving you forever is my happiness.
Missing you more than I can say
Unknown Author
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A Gift . . .
A friend gave this poem and a copy of Paul’s obituary to his mom. She had taken the obituary and poem, had them print on very pretty paper in a nice font and framed them side-by-side!
Little Angels
When God calls little children to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with the death of a small child,
Who does so much to make our world, seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold,
So he picks a rosebud, before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but a few,
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows will always be "good-bye"
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind,
Must realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find
Unknown Author
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11th Birthday, In Heaven. . .
 SHANNO, Paul Ryan 
You are not forgotten,
You will live in our hearts and minds forever.
You are an angel. Happy 11th Birthday!!!!
Love Always, Mommie,
Grandma and Uncle Pat.
Published in the Times Union on 7/26/2004
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1st "Angel-versary"
SHANNO, Paul Ryan 
Pauli, The Lord 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 suffer and saw you fade away. Although we loved you dearly we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, a beautiful smile at rest. God broke our hearts to prove, He only takes the best. It is lonesome here without you, We miss you so each day Our lives are not the same since you went away. When days are sad and lonely and everything goes wrong We seem to hear you whisper, Cheer up and carry on. Each time I see your picture, you seem to smile and say Don't cry, I am in God's keeping, we'll meet again someday. We Miss You!!
Love Always and Forever Mommie, Grandma and Uncle Pat
Published in the Times Union on 5/14/2004.
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Pauli's Obituary 5/16/2003
Paul R Shanno, age, 9, of E.G. passed away suddenly at Albany Medical Center after a brief illness. Born in Albany, he was a resident of the Capital Region all of his courageous life. He was a student at The Kevin Langan School at The Center for the Disabled. He was the youngest player to join the Challenger Little League for Castleton-East Greenbush and a member of the STRIDE Bowling League of Rensselaer. Paul enjoyed the sounds of children's voices especially those of little girls and loved to swim. He loved to ride the school bus and was a joyful little angel. He loved long walks on warm summer days and enjoyed listening to music with his headphones on. His giggle and smile would brighten up a raining day! He was the beloved son of Danielle Shanno, precious grandson of Rose Shanno, nephew of Patrick Shanno, Pam and Jim Garhartt, Denise Adams, Yvonne Hanley, Darlene and Dominick Peek. He also survived by many cousins, wonderful teachers, and very special friends. Our beloved ray of sunshine will be missed! Relatives and friends are invited to attend his services . . . . .
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A Little Information On Hydranencephaly:
Description
Hydranencephaly is a rare condition in which the brain's cerebral hemispheres are absent and replaced by sacs filled with cerebrospinal fluid. An infant with hydranencephaly may appear normal at birth. The infant's head size and spontaneous reflexes such as sucking, swallowing, crying, and moving the arms and legs may all seem normal. However, after a few weeks the infant usually becomes irritable and has increased muscle tone. After a few months of life, seizures and hydrocephalus (excessive accumulation of cerebrospinal fluid in the brain) may develop. Other symptoms may include visual impairment, lack of growth, deafness, blindness, spastic quadriparesis (paralysis), and intellectual deficits. Hydranencephaly is considered to be an extreme form of porencephaly (a rare disorder characterized by a cyst or cavity in the cerebral hemispheres) and may be caused by vascular infections or traumatic disorders after the 12th week of pregnancy. Diagnosis may be delayed for several months because early behavior appears to be relatively normal.
Treatment
There is no definitive treatment for hydranencephaly. Treatment is symptomatic and supportive. Hydrocephalus may be treated with a shunt (a surgically implanted tube that diverts fluid from one pathway to another).
Prognosis
The outlook for children with hydranencephaly is poor. Death generally occurs before age 1.
Research
The National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke (NINDS) conducts and supports a wide range of studies that explore the complex mechanisms of normal brain development. The knowledge gained from these fundamental studies provides the foundation for understanding how this process can go awry and, thus, offers hope for new means to treat and prevent developmental brain disorders, including hydranencephaly.
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