Cecilia DuPont

We have been the neighbors of Cecilia and Wes for 15 years. Our children always stopped at their house first on Halloween because they hand out full-size candy bars. We are sad to hear of Cecilia's passing and our thoughts are with your family at this time.

Cecilia was a wonderful next-door neighbor. She always had a smile on and loved seeing my children and dog, Chester. Sasha loved to dance and sing for Cecilia. We will miss her very much.

Our sincere condolences to the Levonian and DuPont Families in the passing of Cecilia . We knew Cecilia & Wes through the Delaware Valley Classic Thunderbird Club, and enjoyed many good times at Club events & car shows with them . May Cecilia rest in peace in the palm of God's hand, and for the comfort of her husband Wes and the rest of the family .

Having coffee with her on my way to work while she did the newspaper puzzles.
Her making Andrew Andrew´s sandwich when he was already in college.
Her needle point some beautiful pieces.
Enjoying all the fruits in Brazil.
Spoiling Gabi for Christmas and Birthdays.
Our conversations in he hospital. How much you want to make for Gabi´s graduation.

Having coffee with her on my way to work while she was doing the newspaper puzzle.
Making sandwiches for Andrew when he was already in college.
Spoiling Gabi every Christmas and birthdays.
How proud she was of Gabi, how much she loves her, and how much she wanted to make to her graduation.
Dinners at her house with pasta and meatballs.
Talking about her Mom and her Dad with so much love.
Collecting all the pictures of Gabi and showing it on the fridge.
Our conversations in the hospital. How she loved her family and how she fought to stay with us.
She is doing needle point. How perfect it was.
How she loved Wes and how she loves her.

Passing the Philadelphia Zoo Balloon on Kelly Drive on the way to your house sitting in the car seat, eating cereal out of a ziplock bag in your living room while I played with dolls and watched movies. Also waiting for you to get your hair and nails done when I was being babysat by you while Mom and Dad were at work. Making Christmas cookies with you until the end. Always Always Always getting so spoiled during Christmas. Walking around your house as you explain where all the knick knacks come from and the contents of my Dads bedroom. Walking on the boardwalk with you and Wes, always stopping for Ice cream at Ritas, and Pizza at Manco & Manco. Dinners at your house on Sundays. When you got drunk on our first Christmas Eve at our house. Your beautiful cards and handwriting. That one time I was really struggling in college and you could tell so you stayed on the phone with me for almost an hour and I cried outside my favorite Deli in NYC because I felt so held by you. Our phone calls. Our literary analysis' discussions on all the plays you read that I recommended you. You almost read them all. I just wanted to give you something to fill your endlessly still days with some magic. I hope they did.

Writing my name or the date with honey in the rice crispies every morning. Birthday chicken. Plastic kid pools behind the house in Roxborough. Feeding the ducks at Valley Green. Dinner at Grandmom Luongo's on Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays with a week's worth of sauce, meatballs, sausage and roasted peppers to go. Motels down the shore. That trip to Arizona when we were young. Summer nights sitting outside and talking with Uncle Jack, Aunt Rae and the rest of the neighbors on Wigard Ave. The old green prune juice bottle that we used as a water bottle so long that the cap rusted through in two places, and we kept using it. Green carpets, the mirror wall, orange and red striped wallpaper, avacado kitchen appliances, plaid couches and everything about Wigard Ave. Trips to Clover and the Fotomat in the Andorra Shopping Center. You cleaning up the house for birthday parties. Me getting in trouble for putting red pepper flakes in the salad for one of those parties. Trips to the Dickens Christmas Village at Wannamaker's. You endlessly putting patches on the knees and elbows of countless outfits I ruined playing sports and roughhousing. Oh those outfits you had me in. Decorating the Christmas tree with the Kornbergs. Playing whiffle ball. End of summer vacations in Sea Isle City. Cheesesteak hoagies at Chubby's. Watching the birds and the Phillies with you and Wes. Christmas cookies, sooooo many Christmas cookies. Purple shirts. Waiting while you got your hair and nails done every week. You on the sidelines for all of those baseball and soccer games. You and Wes coming to Maceio. Your flowers and your hummingbirds. Your perfect handwriting. You holding Gabi as a baby and watching her performances when she grew older.