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I met Mary in 1986 when I was 30 years old working along side her at South Postal Annex.She was the most wonderful kind hearted person My best friend . Your mom was like a mother to me as we chatted about everything under the sun. My condolences to your Family Lou ( Gary) Green

Prayers to Maura and the family I was very touched by the posting of Mary's life as it portrayed her personal interests and family values. Such a sweet tribute to honor her spirit and zest for adventure. Cherish your memories as I will always remember Mary's grace and charm.

Tribute to My Mom Mom’s passing feels as though a cloak of sadness has been placed upon my shoulders and though there is nothing that alters the hurtful truth of mortality, there is comfort in knowing that countering my grief will be Mom’s utter bliss as she enters the realm of Heaven. As she approaches Paradise, trumpets will blare, angels will sing but, it is a loud, familiar resonance echoing through this musical cacophony that brings forth her beaming smile…along with raised eyebrows…for these deep sounds are emanating from the voice of her beloved husband barking at Saint Peter that he’s moving “slow as molasses” in getting the pearly gates open. Dad’s beautiful wife is speedily approaching and he is so excited. When she lightly touches down he’ll lay bunches of roses on her open arms and with his heart pounding and tears of joy streaming down his cheeks, he’ll look into her eyes and tell her how much he’s missed her; how his heart has ached without her and that he loves her. Their embrace will be tight and wonderful and long but, approaching sounds will interrupt their moment of rapture. Sweeping towards them…towards her…she’ll recognize the dear, treasured faces that have been visible only to her mind’s eye for too long…Spencer, Johnny, Margo, Pat, Anne, Chick, Aga, Da, Helen, Kathy, Edward, Donald, Ronnie, Phil, Sebastian, Sylvia and others, each of whom occupies a special place in Mom’s tender heart. (Sorry to report: Uncle Frank tried to attend but was nabbed and cast out when his attempt to sneak past the Kingdom’s angelic sentries failed…again). Hugging and laughter will permeate their heavenly space with each gaining Mom’s attention - letting her know how thrilled they are to see her and the excitement they feel knowing they’ll all exist forever in the Kingdom of God. Mom is an eternal fountain of all that’s good - where her gentleness, love, generosity, kindness, and much more cascade with abundance onto every being she meets with each realizing quickly, the happiness…the goodness she bestows on everyone and everything. If there’s a Hall of Fame in Heaven with a panel of Saints selecting the finest of all its wonderful souls, Mom will be unquestionably, a unanimous, first-ballot selection. Tom Brady, as great as he is, won’t hold a candle to Mom in Heaven’s Arena. So, as I sit here writing, teary-eyed and filled with sorrow, I realize that this emotion is a minor consolation for my fortune and appreciation to God for blessing me with the greatest Mom a son could ever pray for. Mom, I love you and miss you. Eric P/S: Mom, if you can read this say hi to Dad and tell him I love and miss him as well.