There's a poem, "The Dash" (author unknown), that refers to a gravestone and the beginning and ending dates of the person's life, but the main focus is really "the dash", and the persons life between those dates. Cuz, I don't know anyone that packed more into that dash than you did! Maybe it was due to the only meat you'd ever eat growing up was hot dogs, or the "guidance" that I bestowed upon you with the baseball bat in our backyard when you wanted to be a catcher. Or maybe it was the influence of your grandmother, your parents and sisters, The Fox-Mullarkey-Faenza-Sullivan-Hickey families - OLS grammer school or the Mount, but you always thought-of, --- and did so much for others --- and still managed to maintain John and Tom, and then visit your family in CT and straighten all of us out! You'll always be in my prayers, and an inspiration and a legacy to all of us! Rest in Peace!

I spoke the following words at my sister Kathleen's Memorial Mass at Our Lady of Sorrows Church on May 15, 2010. Margaret Flanagan If someone asked our Dad, how many children he had, he would always say, “I have three lovely daughters.” Being the “Baby,” that meant that all my life I have been blessed with “Two Lovely Sisters.” Today we remember Kathleen, I would like to tell you about something that happened 40 years ago, because in some ways it reminds me of what we are going through today. Kathleen was leaving home to go work at Georgetown Hospital in Washington. She had been working at St. Francis for about 3 years and 3 others nurses were moving with her to work there. We joked that they sounded like an Irish Law firm, Shugrue, Egan, Slattery and Fox. Her car was packed. My mother and I were in the street saying good-bye. I think Carol was in the house--too sad to say good-bye. We were so happy for her, she was moving to an exciting city, with wonderful friends, and a great job –Maybe she would meet a cute doctor! After her car drove away, we walked up the stairs to the porch and there was my Grandmother. She was crying and started to yell at my Mom. “You’re not sad, you never should have let her go, she’s too young.” “Of course I’m sad, but Kathleen is happy and that’s was she wants to do.” My mom told her. I think she reminder my grandmother that she had left Ireland when she was the same age. So here we are again, saying good-bye, and we are sad again But what happened when she moved away?? She met and married that cute doctor. She had a wonderful son Tom and became part of John’s family. She made countless friends and wonderful neighbors. She was committed to volunteering to help her church, the sick and her community. But, Kathleen always stayed close to her family back home. “When’s Kathleen coming home,” our family would ask. It was always more fun when she was around. When we talked on the phone, Kathleen would know more about what was going on up here than I would. She would come home every few months and always be here for celebrations or when we needed help. Her friends said she was always happy when she told them she was heading back to CT. So she has left us again, this time for heaven, but like 40 years ago, I know she won’t really leave us. She will always watch over and help us. We just have to listen more carefully. When Kathleen turned 60, her neighbors and friends wanted to celebrate and Tom suggested they make a scrap book. There were so many responses, it ended up being 4 scrap books. It is filled with wonderful letters and photos. There is one page that has 2 pictures. The first was taken about 30 years ago and shows Kathleen standing by her new refrigerator. The other picture is of her refrigerator as it looks now, every inch covered with photographs of family, friends, and neighbors. They wrote on the page, “You keep us on your refrigerator, we keep you in our hearts.” So we will keep you in our hearts Kathleen, but your heart is bigger than that refrigerator and you have taken our love with you, and that will always keep us close together.

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Jeanne Lawrence lit a candle.

Kathy was my friend and Hartford escapee after nursing school. Four of us nurses moved away from our friends and family to the Georgetown area, in Washington, D.C. (a very cool place) around 1970 ish. We had a blast, even though we worked very hard at Georgetown Hospital. Kathy could see humor in everything, she was efficient, energetic, organized, dedicated, and couldn't have been a better friend to all. After 1972, we were both fortunate to marry our dream guys but it was then I moved to California and we were separated by geography, but not by thoughts. I absolutely loved every holiday season, when we could catch up on each others' lives through cards and comments we sent. I cry because she is no longer with those she loved and those who loved her. My humble condolences, Ann (Slattery) Greenspun

Our former exchange student, Val da Silva, who played tennis with Tom at Handley, sends his condolences. Our thoughts and prayers are with you as well. Linda & David Taylor

Kathy, my friend since we met Freshman year at Mt St Josephs. We would walk to school together in the morning and home again after. Stopping in at the Fox's was so warm and inviting, full of laughter, and I loved hearinig her grandmother's stories - especially about her 3-day Irish wedding. Kathy always had a smile, was a good listener, and had such a distinctive laugh! A bridesmaid at our wedding, she was a nurse by then and took care of my grandmother, and was with her when she passed on. Kathy was also godmother to our son, Eric. As our lives changed and we moved on, we kept in touch by phone and cards. She married John, the man of her dreams (we talked as teens of her dream of the nurse marrying the doctor... it happened!). We shared her joy of being a Mom to Thomas, their pride and joy. Kathy didn't change in her love of life, faith, and family, a giving person who you couldn't not love. She knew in the last year she couldn't fight the cancer again as she had years ago. She was never down, and we even talked about meeting in Connecticut this Spring or Summer. My last letter to her was just before she passed and John told me he read it to her... Kathy, I know you heard my last written words "Love You". I will always keep you in my prayers and will miss you till we meet again. Kathy (Kennedy) Blum and Ed Blum

Kathy was one of those rare and beautiful gifts from God. Through her generous spirit, her caring and compassionate ways, her courageous and positive outlook, and her deep faith, she touched the lives of so many! With words of hope and encouragement, Kathy was an inspiration to me after my breast cancer diagnosis last year. Thank you, John and Thomas, for sharing the beautiful photo tribute of Kathy. She has left us with a tear and a joyful smile. Susan Foster (Barry, Daniel and Graham)

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Sandi Snider lit a candle.

Sitting here alone in MA watching the beautiful tribute video of Kathleen, shedding some tears and remembering the amazing person that she was and all the lives she touched, especially mine, and then the lights flickered and I knew I wasn't alone and that she will always be with us. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Love Lisa

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Bill and Jane Lawrence lit a candle.

Although we always lived so far apart, I have great memories of one of my "special" cousins in the US. We always enjoyed you and John visiting us in London as we enjoyed your warmth and hospitality when we visited Winchester. We are saddened by your untimely passing and will always remember you. Heather will miss sharing her brithday with you! Thoughts and prayers for ever. Jean Jones (and Graham, Michael, Heather, Paul, Nicky, Liam and Hannah)

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Sue Wymer lit a candle.

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Megan Triplett lit a candle.

I am saddened at the passing of my dear friend, Kathy. I have had the distinct pleasure and honor of working with her on a daily basis at CCAP. Of course, Kathy was instrumental in the formative years of CCAP and we learned from her strength and dedication each day as she served those less fortunate of our community. She was a lady of great wit, stalwart Faith and monumental strength. I know when she meets our Lord, He will say to her “Well done, my good and faithful servant. ...” Kathy will live on in the hearts of all those she touched and in all those she helped. I will treasure my memories of her and she will be forever in my heart. Fran Ricketts CCAP President

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Ernie Carnevale lit a candle.

In honor of Kathleen Marino, Fran Ricketts lit a candle.

I am saddened at the passing of my dear friend, Kathy. I have had the distinct pleasure and honor of working with her on a daily basis at CCAP. Of course, Kathy was instrumental in the formative years of CCAP and we learned from her strength and dedication each day as she served those less fortunate of our community. She was a lady of great wit, stalwart Faith and monumental strength. I know when she meets our Lord, He will say to her “Well done, my good and faithful servant. ...” Kathy will live on in the hearts of all those she touched and in all those she helped. I will treasure my memories of her and she will be forever in my heart. Fran Ricketts CCAP President

I spoke the following words at my sister Kathleen's Memorial Mass at Our Lady of Sorrows Church on May 15, 2010. Margaret Flanagan If someone asked our Dad, how many children he had, he would always say, “I have three lovely daughters.” Being the “Baby,” that meant that all my life I have been blessed with “Two Lovely Sisters.” Today we remember Kathleen, I would like to tell you about something that happened 40 years ago, because in some ways it reminds me of what we are going through today. Kathleen was leaving home to go work at Georgetown Hospital in Washington. She had been working at St. Francis for about 3 years and 3 others nurses were moving with her to work there. We joked that they sounded like an Irish Law firm, Shugrue, Egan, Slattery and Fox. Her car was packed. My mother and I were in the street saying good-bye. I think Carol was in the house--too sad to say good-bye. We were so happy for her, she was moving to an exciting city, with wonderful friends, and a great job –Maybe she would meet a cute doctor! After her car drove away, we walked up the stairs to the porch and there was my Grandmother. She was crying and started to yell at my Mom. “You’re not sad, you never should have let her go, she’s too young.” “Of course I’m sad, but Kathleen is happy and that’s was she wants to do.” My mom told her. I think she reminder my grandmother that she had left Ireland when she was the same age. So here we are again, saying good-bye, and we are sad again But what happened when she moved away?? She met and married that cute doctor. She had a wonderful son Tom and became part of John’s family. She made countless friends and wonderful neighbors. She was committed to volunteering to help her church, the sick and her community. But, Kathleen always stayed close to her family back home. “When’s Kathleen coming home,” our family would ask. It was always more fun when she was around. When we talked on the phone, Kathleen would know more about what was going on up here than I would. She would come home every few months and always be here for celebrations or when we needed help. Her friends said she was always happy when she told them she was heading back to CT. So she has left us again, this time for heaven, but like 40 years ago, I know she won’t really leave us. She will always watch over and help us. We just have to listen more carefully. When Kathleen turned 60, her neighbors and friends wanted to celebrate and Tom suggested they make a scrap book. There were so many responses, it ended up being 4 scrap books. It is filled with wonderful letters and photos. There is one page that has 2 pictures. The first was taken about 30 years ago and shows Kathleen standing by her new refrigerator. The other picture is of her refrigerator as it looks now, every inch covered with photographs of family, friends, and neighbors. They wrote on the page, “You keep us on your refrigerator, we keep you in our hearts.” So we will keep you in our hearts Kathleen, but your heart is bigger than that refrigerator and you have taken our love with you, and that will always keep us close together.

Kathy was my friend and Hartford escapee after nursing school. Four of us nurses moved away from our friends and family to the Georgetown area, in Washington, D.C. (a very cool place) around 1970 ish. We had a blast, even though we worked very hard at Georgetown Hospital. Kathy could see humor in everything, she was efficient, energetic, organized, dedicated, and couldn't have been a better friend to all. After 1972, we were both fortunate to marry our dream guys but it was then I moved to California and we were separated by geography, but not by thoughts. I absolutely loved every holiday season, when we could catch up on each others' lives through cards and comments we sent. I cry because she is no longer with those she loved and those who loved her. My humble condolences, Ann (Slattery) Greenspun

Our former exchange student, Val da Silva, who played tennis with Tom at Handley, sends his condolences. Our thoughts and prayers are with you as well. Linda & David Taylor

Kathy, my friend since we met Freshman year at Mt St Josephs. We would walk to school together in the morning and home again after. Stopping in at the Fox's was so warm and inviting, full of laughter, and I loved hearinig her grandmother's stories - especially about her 3-day Irish wedding. Kathy always had a smile, was a good listener, and had such a distinctive laugh! A bridesmaid at our wedding, she was a nurse by then and took care of my grandmother, and was with her when she passed on. Kathy was also godmother to our son, Eric. As our lives changed and we moved on, we kept in touch by phone and cards. She married John, the man of her dreams (we talked as teens of her dream of the nurse marrying the doctor... it happened!). We shared her joy of being a Mom to Thomas, their pride and joy. Kathy didn't change in her love of life, faith, and family, a giving person who you couldn't not love. She knew in the last year she couldn't fight the cancer again as she had years ago. She was never down, and we even talked about meeting in Connecticut this Spring or Summer. My last letter to her was just before she passed and John told me he read it to her... Kathy, I know you heard my last written words "Love You". I will always keep you in my prayers and will miss you till we meet again. Kathy (Kennedy) Blum and Ed Blum

Kathy was one of those rare and beautiful gifts from God. Through her generous spirit, her caring and compassionate ways, her courageous and positive outlook, and her deep faith, she touched the lives of so many! With words of hope and encouragement, Kathy was an inspiration to me after my breast cancer diagnosis last year. Thank you, John and Thomas, for sharing the beautiful photo tribute of Kathy. She has left us with a tear and a joyful smile. Susan Foster (Barry, Daniel and Graham)

Sitting here alone in MA watching the beautiful tribute video of Kathleen, shedding some tears and remembering the amazing person that she was and all the lives she touched, especially mine, and then the lights flickered and I knew I wasn't alone and that she will always be with us. My thoughts and prayers are with you. Love Lisa

Although we always lived so far apart, I have great memories of one of my "special" cousins in the US. We always enjoyed you and John visiting us in London as we enjoyed your warmth and hospitality when we visited Winchester. We are saddened by your untimely passing and will always remember you. Heather will miss sharing her brithday with you! Thoughts and prayers for ever. Jean Jones (and Graham, Michael, Heather, Paul, Nicky, Liam and Hannah)

There's a poem, "The Dash" (author unknown), that refers to a gravestone and the beginning and ending dates of the person's life, but the main focus is really "the dash", and the persons life between those dates. Cuz, I don't know anyone that packed more into that dash than you did! Maybe it was due to the only meat you'd ever eat growing up was hot dogs, or the "guidance" that I bestowed upon you with the baseball bat in our backyard when you wanted to be a catcher. Or maybe it was the influence of your grandmother, your parents and sisters, The Fox-Mullarkey-Faenza-Sullivan-Hickey families - OLS grammer school or the Mount, but you always thought-of, --- and did so much for others --- and still managed to maintain John and Tom, and then visit your family in CT and straighten all of us out! You'll always be in my prayers, and an inspiration and a legacy to all of us! Rest in Peace!

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