A collection of lines from obituaries that enlarge our appreciation of the human spirit.
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Monday, July 28, 2014
Kevin J. McGroarty, 53; he'll be right back
He will be laid to rest at Mount Olivet Cemetery, section 7N. He asks to please make note of his new address. McGroarty's headstone reads: "I'll Be Right Back," one of his favorite sayings.
(H/T to Jim Romenesko)
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Virginia Secor, 91, services to be held near the Bowery
Virginia attended P.S. 3, an old mansion in Astoria, where the family dog Storm was allowed to stay in the principal's office until it was time to go home, where the canary "Lucky Lindy" awaited. Virginia grew up in a neighborhood peopled by America and Europe's diaspora: Italians who guarded the streets, Czechoslovakian neighbors who taught her how to knit with willow sticks and torn rayon stockings. Also shared by Civil War veterans, widows, and manufacturers who left the south and continued to trade with gold coinage after FDR established the Silver Standard.
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Peggy Olson, perhaps?
Rosina worked for Benton & Bowles advertising agency prior to marrying and raising her family, which she did successfully despite her lifelong reluctance to advance her culinary arts, particularly when they interfered with her tennis.
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