Dear Mrs. McNamara, Maureen & Jeff (and Carly, Ashly, and Chase), Sharon & Pat, Tony & Judy, and Mark & Debbie,
You have been like my second family since our parents began playing Pinochle together over 40 years ago. Maureen is my oldest, and dearest friend since 8 years of age. I remember the wonderful parties in the beautiful backyard of your Family home on Porter Road. I remember many fun sleepovers with Maureen while our parents were playing cards--Maureen and I would sample the wonderful appetizers, and listen from the steps to all the laughter below us of the 4 couples of dear friends dressed to the hilt (No jeans and T-shirts in this crowd). My Father Clarence and Mr. McNamara shared many things in common--love of God, Family, and Country. Mr. McNamara was a kind man who was always happy to see me and give me a hug and ask: "What was going on in my life?"--he remained like a Father figure after my own Dad passed away when I was only 19. Mr. McNamara was a man of principles, faith, and a successful businessman. He always appeared so STRONG to me especially about his convictions. He was such a loving Father and Grandfather. I viewed that first hand with how Maureen was the Apple of her Father's eye and her children were so important to her Father. As I have often said about my Father and other male family friends who have passed,
" They don't make men like these anymore". They were classy, intelligent, family oriented, embraced the bonds of friendship, and were wonderful providers to their families.
I loved the Irish heritage of the McNamara Clan. They wore it with pride. I was only Irish on St. Patty's Day but My Mother and I always loved this holiday and the people. The McNamara's were fun, good hearted, and generous of spirit. I know all of you, and my heart felt very heavy and I cried when I received the sad news of Mr. McNamara's passing. He had beat down death's door a few times before, and he seemed unformidable. But alas, God has taken him to Heaven to be with his family there. It is never easy to lose a parent no matter how old you are!! The Father is like the rudder of the family, keeping it on course, shielding it from storms, Captain Courageous. May all of your wonderful memories of your Father be the blessing that he leaves behind. For he is forever still with you. Pray to him and lean on him when times are tough, thank him for what he taught you to make you strong, and keep him in your heart when you are celebrating as he is looking down on you from above.
I love you all so much, and if I can do anything you know I will be there. God bless each one of you and the unique relationship you had with your husband, Father, Father-in-law, and Grandpa.
Carole "Carrie" Jarosz