The Header Photo was created from a photograph of Sacred Ridge where Carol's ashes were scattered. The person sitting is me next to Carol's Marker. The first thing I do when I get to Gold Valley is to go over and visit her.

This page was last updated on: March 7, 2006

The next Poem was written by me the night after God took Carol to His Beautiful Domain in Heaven.


  I couldn't sleep and was up wandering around the house looking into cubards and drawers for what, I do not know today. I then thought of writing a poem which I had never done before. I wrote it to my wife Carol. It took all night to write, but I did it. I was still writing when my brother Irv got up at 8AM .


      For My Wife, My Friend, My Love,
   My Treasure. Carol Jane Schneider 1997
               WE LOVED

Here's to the Mountains we've traveled,
  And the trails we've always known.
To the high lost lakes in the Mountains,
The islands that linger alone.

Here's to the hands I've always held,
  And the lips I've always kissed.
To all the things we might have done,
  And all the things we've missed.

Here's to the eyes that looked into mine,
  And the hands that held me true.
To my one true love my heart beats slow,
And my dreams of you turn blue.

Here's to the Love we'll always have,
  And the compassionate warmth you've still got.
To my one true love, I sing a song,
  And that song shall be, "Me Too," a lot.

Here's to the Sierra's Gold Valley we Love,
  And the streams and lakes so pure.
To my one true love, I'll leave you here,
  And God Loves Gold Valley to lure.

Here's to the Mountains we'll travel again,
  And the high lost lakes and streams,
To my one true Love I'll meet you there,
  And Hand in Hand We'll Follow Our Dreams.
                                ~ Robert J. Schneider 1997
                            Forever!


The next Poem was writen by our Grandson Jerimie on his Grandma's Birthday November 7, 1998. He was 13 then.
  He was spending the week-end and we were sitting at the table and he asked if I had some paper. I told him yes and got him some  and he proceeded writing. Of what I did not know. A little bit later he got up and came to the other end of the table to me and handed me the paper he was writing on. I took it and read what he had written. After reading I looked up with tears in my eyes and saw that Jerimie also had tears. He then said, does  anything need changing? I said, absolutley not, It's perfect the way it is. I then got up and we hugged. Later I said, "Jerimie today you became a man." He got a smile from ear to ear and he proudly said, "Thank You Gramps." I like Gramps better than Grandpa.
                                                                   Thank You Jerimie

  Love From Me To You

Grandma, You are My Bestest Friend,
  And the Bestest of the Best.
Your Heart, it is so Golden True,
  It Shines out All the Rest.

Your Memories With Us,
  Are for Everyone to Share,
making it a Little Easy,
  For All of Us to Bear.

Don't Worry for Us,
  We'll See You some Day,
But Just for Now,
  We're on a Short Delay.
           ~ Jerimie J. Schneider 11/7/98
"Heavens Treasure"
Song, Hello Darlin' by Conway Twitty