Constance J. "Connie" McCarthy

In was thinking about you cousin Connie and mom and cousin Mary I still miss you all very much. Love you all wish you were here. Love Betsy

I can't believe it's been a year already since you left us. I miss you and think about you often. I was looking recently at some photos and one of my favorites was a Christmas picture of you mom and auntie Rosemary at Christmas it always touches my heart, I love you all so much, there is also one of you mom and Mary priceless. I miss you all. Love Betsy.

I would love to give my condolences to the Family! Ms. Connie work at my Jr High School and I used to do her seasonal snow removal!!! Blessings to.the whole family!! Love Shawn Warren

Rest in peace , my friend , dear Connie

Connie was my colleague at Chestnut Junior High School decades ago. She was a gentle soul, always kind, compassionate and helpful to everyone. We had many long talks, and many good laughs. She touched countless lives in a positive way and will be long remembered with admiration, respect and appreciation.

Connie was my counselor at chestnut jr. She helped me out way too many times to remember She was the best, I wouldn´t be the person I am today without her special attention. RIP my friend. John baginski

Dear Cousin Connie I will always remember all the stories and memories that my mom Carole and you told us over the years and that you were like sisters growing up and how you stood by her when she needed you most you were always there with her to the end. You were my rock when we lost my mom and we shared a deeper bond because of it and I will miss our weekly calls, tears and endless laughter...you had a heart of gold my dear cousin and I will always keep you in my heart. Love, Betsy

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. mary elizabeth frye - 1932

Connie was one of those special and blessed individuals who left foot prints in the heart and many memorable memories when she hosted the Holy Cross Youth group. She was a joy and inspiration to us who were lucky enough to be graced by her caring presence. Insightful, empathic in recognizing emotions with the god given talent to recognize emotions and complexity of my youth. Connie, it's been many, many years but, you, are one of the few who impacted my life leaving your footprints in my...