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Joan Pina

Memorial created 01-7-2008 by
Joan Pina
Becky Vidmosko
June 20 1985 - July 5 2003

In loving memory of Marie A. Flanagan

May 2, 1927 - April 2, 2015

Your life was full of loving deeds
Forever thoughtful of our special needs,
Today and tomorrow,
Our whole life through,
We will always love and cherish you.


Together again 

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Part of eulogy by son, Jim 

Mom wasn’t just our mother… or grandmother, mother-in-law, aunt, cousin, friend or neighbor. She made everyone feel like she was their mom.

Grandmother, mother-in-law, aunt, cousin, friend or neighbor. Mom always welcomed company, didn’t matter who it was, "Sit down don’t worry about your shoes." Always made sure we ate…. Have more, even when you were already full.

She knew everyone. All you had to do is bring up a last name.

I always wondered why my niece Becky went to  heaven so early until just recently I realized it was because mom and dad loved their grandchildren so much they needed one to be there for them in heaven. And that was Becky.

I have prepared myself for many years that mom and dad would pass. Dad was ill for sometime, but mom snuck out on us.  

We all knew how heartbroken she was after 64 years of marriage. And now they are back together.

Kleenex all over.



Eulogy for Grandma

by granddaughter Alyssa Flanagan

Marie Flanagan was a wonderful grandmother. I know that I speak on behalf of all 23 of her grandchildren that she loved each and every one of us equally. She was a woman with a big heart and a lot of patience. Being part of such a large family requires a lot of time and energy, yet she was always fully devoted to everyone. I have never met anyone else that I’ve admired more than her. She was always such a role model to all of us, in so many ways.


Her love for Grandpa was so pure and inspirational. Being married for 64 years, with 7 children, their love has been the greatest love we have ever witnessed. They were always so happy together and loved each other unconditionally. That is the kind of relationship that all of us want to strive for. I know we will always look up to her as she taught us so many lessons on how to live and enjoy life.



She always knew how to laugh at herself and make light of any situation. She was the life of the party! It wouldn’t be a Flanagan get together without Grandma’s stories, and boy did she have great ones. She always knew how to have fun, especially getting all of us to play games with her by asking “Did you bring your change?” If you didn’t bring yours she would always share hers. Some of her favorites were; LCR, poker (with the big kids), pass the ace and dominos. Playing these games won’t ever be the same without grandma’s presence.


I believe we will all miss the sound of her voice and her laughter, her beautiful smile, and the warmth of her arms around us. She is truly irreplaceable. But I know that she is smiling that beautiful smile down upon us from heaven right now, hand in hand with Grandpa. We know that she is at peace, reunited with her loved ones in heaven. And I know that she would never want us to be sad at the thought of losing her. Instead, she would want us to remember her for all those memories we had with her and for the love that she gave each and every one of us.


So now that she is gone, and we must cope with this loss, I would like to share with you all a poem that has truly touched my heart. This poem was written by Karen Mortensen and is called “A Grandmother’s Love”: “As children, we can't comprehend or fully realize the meaning of a grandmother's love. How wise she is, how much patience she has, or how much guidance she gives us by her example and by her helpful caring ways. Years go by before we know and understand the depth of her concern and the love in her protectiveness. But as we mature we do finally understand and we can look back and see through older eyes and wiser hearts her unconditional love, devotion, and family loyalty. It's these and many other things that make us realize how lucky we have been and how lucky we are to have this amazing woman - our grandmother - as the centered root of strength and love in our life.”


[COULD I PLEASE HAVE ALL OF GRANDMA AND GRANDPA’S GRANDCHILDREN AND GREAT-GRANDCHILDREN STAND UP] I know that we are all going to live our lives in remembrance of our grandparents every day, carrying them always in our hearts. We are all proud grandchildren of Marie and Jim Flanagan and we will love them, forever and always.


You can shed tears she is gone

Or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back

Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her.

Or you can be full of the love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday.

Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone.

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back.

Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

  1981 David Harkins  - Silloth, Cumbria, UK


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 Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free

I'm following the path God laid for me.

I took His hand when I head Him call,

I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,

To laugh, to love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way,

I found that place at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,

Ah yes, these things, I too, will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I savored much,

Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,

Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me,

God wanted me now, He set me free.


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