Those of you who know me well know that my sister, Nanci, her husband, Roger and a friend, Leif, were killed in an auto accident in 1978. Roger's mother, Wilma Marcus, and I became very close after that. I found out a few days ago from Roger's brother, Steve, that Wilma passed away on July 26, 2007. I had lost touch with her after she moved from her place in Sun City, Arizona, and had been trying to find her for the last few years. I finally located an address for Steve and his family on the internet, and called them. I was so hoping to find that Wilma was still alive, but unfortunately, that was not to be. I cried when Steve told me about her death. Thanks, Steve, for returning my phone call. I'm sure it wasn't easy to have to give me bad news.
Wilma Marcus was a real lady. She was a great example to me of how to act under stress. She was as composed as a mom could possibly be when Roger and Nanci died. She was gracious to Don and me, and I admired her so. When the accident first happened, she accidentally called me Nanci a few times. She said I looked like Nanci. She also gave Jesse a stuffed toy that he loved for many years...a Monchichi. Anyway, Wilma, you will always live in my heart. I love you!
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I am so sorry that you lost your friend, I am sure her reunion in heaven with your sister and husband was so wonderful for all of them.
Oh, Pat,
I'm sorry about Wilma. I remember how much you admired her. We're so lucky to have people in our lives who we love so much that our hearts hurt when they leave us for a while. Know that I love you and I'm thinking about you. Love, Susan
Sadness. I am glad she was able to help you and be a good example.
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