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Marjorie R. Bellmay
April 15, 1927 ~ March 13, 2014 (age 86) 86 Years Old Light a Candle
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Message from Verilee Herpich
March 16, 2014 12:40 PM
I didn't know that this beautiful lady would first teach me how to swim as a young girl, then become another family member as Joyce and I became fast friends in high school. Thank you Marge for your cheerful smile and both you and Bob for your beautiful senses of humor, and all the many memories. May your light shine on!
My love and thoughts are with you all, sending love, support, and healing in this time of grieving.
My love and thoughts are with you all, sending love, support, and healing in this time of grieving.
Message from gregg nolan
March 16, 2014 12:31 PM
I was sorry to hear of Marge's passing and express our condolences. Many years ago I was Marge and Bob's accountant.
Gregg R. Nolan
Gregg R. Nolan
Message from Denise Weik
March 15, 2014 8:20 AM
Marge had such a sense of humor. I would take her and Bob grocery shopping every week. One day while Bob went into Rite Aid, Marge and I sat out in the car. A man was coming out of Stop & Shop with flowers. Marge noticed him and after he went past the car she says, " I guess those aren't for me" Most weeks she would notice the flowers in the store and want Bob to buy her some. Thank you for all the memories of a beautiful couple. Your love for each other was so beautiful to watch. I will miss Marge, that sense of humor and that smile! Love and prayers go out to Bob, Todd, Joyce and their families.
Message from Kathryn Redmond
March 15, 2014 7:56 AM
It's impossible to write all the memories that were created with two of the most special people and their family in my life.
As a child I remember walking in by their summer camp and seeing they had arrived or Dad arriving home and mentioning that Marge and Bob just arrived next door. As fast as my sisters' and my legs could carry us (if not intervened from our parents to wait until after dinner) we would race over there to see them. The next few hours was full of laughter, endless chatter and possibly a new card game to be learned. We always tried to postpone the inevitable that we had to leave and go back home, even when the clock said it was nearing ten.
Another fond memory at the campfires where our two families meshed together. Combination of being young with endless amounts of energy, fresh country air and friends (who later as an adolescent I considered family) provided many keepsake of memories. Even as the campfire died down and darkness descended- it was hardly noticeable because you couldn't help but feel safe and loved. It's hard to describe but it was like a cocoon of love.
As a preteen I remember my sisters and Bob sitting outside on the deck fully enamored with a card game. Not being a huge card game person myself I took the advantage and confided in Marge about everything. I confided her my fears, hopes, and dreams with other rambling of an adolescent. She always gave sound advice when sought or gave me a gentle smile or hug for reassurance. This, and encouraged me to to follow my dreams but wisely told me that even how vivid ones dreams were that life can change at any given second- and prepare for curve balls. A lot of her wisdom she gave me about life I still use to this day.
One of the saddest moments of my life was finding out the camp was going to be sold. At the time it felt like my heart was getting ripped out of my chest and fearing that they would forget me. However I was wrong- if anything- our bond grew deeper because over the years we continued to keep in contact. Fast forward to 2002 when my family and I went to Connecticut and it was like no time had passed. The warmth and love was still there and I enjoyed the weekend catching up and just being with them. It was hard to say goodbye at the end of the weekend but I returned home with a lifetime of memories.
It's hard to believe that Marge, my friend, is gone. Nothing ever prepares you for this time in life. I will miss her deeply but nothing can take away the memories (her and her family) that were created and my love for her. I like to believe she contributed to my growth and helped shape me for who I am today. I wish that I could of saw her and told her as much- that and thank her for being there for me as both she and Bob and Family (was and still will be) some of the most special people who stepped in my life.
I love you Marge. I miss you.
- Kathy (Kathryn)
As a child I remember walking in by their summer camp and seeing they had arrived or Dad arriving home and mentioning that Marge and Bob just arrived next door. As fast as my sisters' and my legs could carry us (if not intervened from our parents to wait until after dinner) we would race over there to see them. The next few hours was full of laughter, endless chatter and possibly a new card game to be learned. We always tried to postpone the inevitable that we had to leave and go back home, even when the clock said it was nearing ten.
Another fond memory at the campfires where our two families meshed together. Combination of being young with endless amounts of energy, fresh country air and friends (who later as an adolescent I considered family) provided many keepsake of memories. Even as the campfire died down and darkness descended- it was hardly noticeable because you couldn't help but feel safe and loved. It's hard to describe but it was like a cocoon of love.
As a preteen I remember my sisters and Bob sitting outside on the deck fully enamored with a card game. Not being a huge card game person myself I took the advantage and confided in Marge about everything. I confided her my fears, hopes, and dreams with other rambling of an adolescent. She always gave sound advice when sought or gave me a gentle smile or hug for reassurance. This, and encouraged me to to follow my dreams but wisely told me that even how vivid ones dreams were that life can change at any given second- and prepare for curve balls. A lot of her wisdom she gave me about life I still use to this day.
One of the saddest moments of my life was finding out the camp was going to be sold. At the time it felt like my heart was getting ripped out of my chest and fearing that they would forget me. However I was wrong- if anything- our bond grew deeper because over the years we continued to keep in contact. Fast forward to 2002 when my family and I went to Connecticut and it was like no time had passed. The warmth and love was still there and I enjoyed the weekend catching up and just being with them. It was hard to say goodbye at the end of the weekend but I returned home with a lifetime of memories.
It's hard to believe that Marge, my friend, is gone. Nothing ever prepares you for this time in life. I will miss her deeply but nothing can take away the memories (her and her family) that were created and my love for her. I like to believe she contributed to my growth and helped shape me for who I am today. I wish that I could of saw her and told her as much- that and thank her for being there for me as both she and Bob and Family (was and still will be) some of the most special people who stepped in my life.
I love you Marge. I miss you.
- Kathy (Kathryn)
Message from Jan Nicholson
March 19, 2014 10:40 AM
Our thoughts and prayers are with all of you as you grieve the loss of Marge. She was a dear dear friend. Working side by side at Women's Fellowship in Northfield. Enjoying Women' Literary Club, cleaning her house for many years that really was an opportunity to chat and have tea while listening to music. Taking care of her Mom. Just so many fond memories of our times together talking about Vermont and life in Northfield. We will miss you Marge.
Love Darryl and Jan Nicholson
Love Darryl and Jan Nicholson
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