Auntie was like my second mother. She raised me from the day I was born until the day she died. She stepped up and took care of me as my primary care taker when my mother was very ill after I was born. She was battling her own illness and despite that, she still made it a point to make sure I was being taken care of. I remember the countless days I played on the swing set in her

Auntie was like my second mother. She raised me from the day I was born until the day she died. She stepped up and took care of me as my primary care taker when my mother was very ill after I was born. She was battling her own illness and despite that, she still made it a point to make sure I was being taken care of. I remember the countless days I played on the swing set in her backyard with the neighbor's granddaughters and then came inside for cookies and pepsi. I remember best the note cards that she would write things on to remember everything about what was going on in my life. I had my own set of clothes at her house for those occasional nights where I slept over, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. It was the only place in the world I felt safe and where I felt like I could be myself. She raised me to be kind and to respect others. Also, she raised me to be open minded. That was the best thing she has ever taught me. She was the one pulling for me when the rest of the world walked out. I can honestly say I have never met a more honest, trustworthy, and caring human being. She was the greatest person to walk this planet in my eyes besides my poppy and I wish I got the chance to tell her that more. Words can't explain how much I loved her and still do. I will never forget the memories I have of her and of my Poppy. They will always remain my guardian angels and my heroes.<3>

She will always be in my heart. What a blessing to get to sit with her one last time before she passed. No words will ever explain the impact she had on my life. For many years I have seen her generosity to many...family members and those she didn't know. I will miss her.

"Oh Dear" Aunt Marian's famous words will always be special to me. Bringing the family to Coudersport was always an anticipated event. All the clothes neatly pressed and shrouded in sheets! The mountain air always seemed to unleash the country in the city boy. Those yearly visits were sorely missed as time passed on and Aunt Marian's memory still lives deeply in my heart.
Elaine

Our family always looked forward to the summer visits of the Schenectady Sevinskys. Marian added to the enjoyment with her little laugh and remarkable memory.
Throughout the years she followed family events and would send a card with a handwritten note. Aunt Marian, always so gracious and caring!

Dear Jim

So sorry for your loss. Your Mom was very special to all of us and we have wonderful memories of your family from years gone by.

Sincerely,

The family of Helen Fisher

Dear Jim,
You have our deepest condolences; it's so hard to say goodbye. It's been a long time since I came through your way as a college kid singing in the Glee Club but your mom had been on my (and our) Christmas card list ever since I set out on my own. I always enjoyed receiving her handwritten reply that shared a little news or a memory. I know it's a small thing, but I think it reflects the "classiness"

Dear Jim,
You have our deepest condolences; it's so hard to say goodbye. It's been a long time since I came through your way as a college kid singing in the Glee Club but your mom had been on my (and our) Christmas card list ever since I set out on my own. I always enjoyed receiving her handwritten reply that shared a little news or a memory. I know it's a small thing, but I think it reflects the "classiness" that Teresa mentioned - taking time to write to a grandnephew she hadn't seen since he was a kid.

With deepest sympathy,
Leon, Katie and Lance

Deepest condolences.

A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon, and someone says, "she is gone".
Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all; she is just as large as when I saw her...
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her, and just at the moment when someone says "she is gone", there are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout, "there she comes!"...

Stefanie

Marian lived 2 doors down from my husband and I. When my niece was 4-5 years old we had taken her trick or treating with my son. When we were a little ways down the street, headed home from shopping. Kelly ran up Marian's driveway into her home, thinking it was my house. Mirian always recalled that day. She and Zig used to go to the Polish dances with Kelly's uncle Joe. It was by coincidence that we became neighbors in 1981. We will miss her in our wonderful Neighborhood..

Dawn Vunk.

Jim and family, I'm sorry for your loss. I have such wonderful memories of all the family reunions. You mother was a classy lady. It's good to know her quality of life was good until the very end.

I'd love to see some family pictures. It's sad how we all go our separate ways as years go by. The best to you all.