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Martha W. Ashabranner

Williamsburg, Virginia

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Martha Ashabranner, age 98, passed away on May 30, 2020 of congestive heart failure. She had been living in Washington DC for the past year at the homes of her daughters. Born in Roswell, NM on 11/19/1921, she was a true partner in her husband's overseas and writing careers, creating a warm home...

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Hi Martha, I know that you are out there somewhere looking back at me and all your friends. Just know that you are missed for millions of reasons. So I send back an Internet Note of Love and rich, fond memories. Hal

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To Melissa and Jennifer, We have so many memories together that it is impossible to select one; however, my love and friendship for Martha and all your family continues on and will not end even with my passing. Love you all. Hal

It was with unique interest that I read about Martha W Ashabranner. Such a full life and she "lived at Mrs. Mahone's boarding house with dozens of young wives who packed in on cots."

I am Mrs. Mahone's grandson and The Beeches, the house built by my Great-grandfather in 1902 a mile south of the gate of Camp Peary and a mile north of The Capitol Building in Williamsburg, is still here. During the build up to WWII there was no housing to catch up with the number of military that...

Dearest Martha,
You always surprise me with your impromptu decisions. Had I known that you were planning to go away I would have been there to see you off.
I know that you must be meeting fabulous new people and are charming them with your wonderful smile. Please be in touch at key points along your way so I can have stories to tell when I get together with mutual friends.
Until we are next in touch just enjoy and have a lovely time. When you see Brent be sure to give him a...

I can write forever about Martha (and her husband, Brent, and their loving family) as she was (nay, is) a special friend.
In 1964, I joined the Peace Corps to be a volunteer to West Bengal, India, and after a training program, our group (India VII) flew from New York to New Delhi on a Pan AM 1 flight arriving in India just about 3:00 AM as the yellow rays of Indian sunlight began to light the day. Then as we departed the airplane, at the bottom of the stairs, was a short man with a huge...

My family lived across the road from the Ashabranners. Both Brent and Martha invited us into their home and delighted us with their artifacts collected throughout their travels; their stories and anecdotes from their amazing lives, and gifted us with signed copies of their published works. When my youngest daughter showed interest in art history, Brent and Martha offered her books to read...and she read and returned them all. We will never forget the lovely and incredible Ashabranners and the...