We were so sorry to hear of Mary's passing. We are the neighbors in the back and spent many a sunny Saturday or Sunday morning talking through the fence over the 20+ years.
She was a sweet sweet lady and we will always remember her and how lucky we were to have such a wonderful neighbor.
May she rest in peace. xoxoxox
Sue and Joe Conti
GOD BLESS YOU Mary
I'm am so glad you came into my life .
I will forever cherish your memory
I Love the stories you told all of us when you visited our home in NH
KNOW that you did a great job and lived a love filled life .
You are already missed ,your loved ones will be loved.
When Dickie and I first met it was like we knew each other forever. My heart and prayers go to the whole family, I love them like they were my own, in my prayers I always pray for my family up north. May God uplift you to endure the hurt and pain that goes with the death of a love one, I will be with you all in my heart. God Bless
Mary’s family: I'm so sorry for your loss. I went through a similar situation and I was very helped by the hope that I found in the Bible in John 5:28, which says, "Do not amazed at this, for the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out". I am sending you a link with more information on this hope.
It's strange how I kept thinking of Dickie, as I've always known her, this past week and thinking to myself that I would take a bike ride to visit with her as soon as the
rain let up. I've always enjoyed talking to her, and reminiscing about things that happened long ago. I guess I just had a feeling about something. When I was very young, Dickie was like a second mom to me. My earliest memories are of Sharry and John as my very first friends, and how I used to spend as much time at their house as I could. I saw my first color TV there! Mary always was just so nice to us. I remember her distinctly non-New Jersey accent, and didn't know why she sounded that way, until I met her mom, and figured it out. Then we moved to Pequannock, and kind of lost touch, until one day when Sharry appeared at our door and told me she moved to Lincoln Park, just a few streets away. We interacted again off and on over the years, and I realized that Dickie and her daughters have been a part of my life as long as I've been alive. She will always be remembered.
125 Main Street
Lincoln Park NJ 07035