Betty Marosko

Betty “Granny” Jean Marsh Marosko, born May 26, 1938 in Annona, Texas, went to be with the Lord on November 19, 2025; though if you asked her, she’d tell you she absolutely was not ready to go. In her mind, she still had trips to take, peach cobblers to cook, Christmas trees to decorate, and at least three more people to chat with at the grocery store. But her body decided otherwise, and in true, stubborn Betty fashion, she finally agreed. 

Born to Pearl Vancleave Marsh and Marvin “Bill” Austin Marsh, Betty grew up with five siblings in Fort Worth, Texas. In 1957, she settled in Houston, where she lived until 1987. In this time she met her life partner, Fred Marosko, and they married on December 18, 1965 at St. Peter’s Church in Coupland, Texas. They enjoyed collecting a Swarovski crystal menagerie together and taking trips to Europe, both on cruises and tours with Fred’s German family. They were married for just shy of 60 years. 

Betty was the dedicated mother of three daughters: Cheryl, Monica, and Julie. They kept her endlessly entertained and busy in the kitchen. She never missed drill team performances or any emergencies where their mom was needed. She was a youth organization leader with her daughters’ Camp Fire Girls group, and devoted herself to planning their events with her best friend, Vonnie. She enjoyed time with her daughters doing everything from picnicking to motivating them to pursue their careers. She was present for every birth and every sickness. Her daughters always knew they could count on her for a good home-cooked meal or a day of shopping. 

She worked as a librarian at MD Anderson in Houston for a spell, where her charm and people skills made her many friends. Over the years, she enjoyed substitute teaching elementary school children. She was artistic, eventually turning her creativity into a small business, where she crafted and sold dough ornaments along with other unique creations. 

Betty was a social butterfly. She was the life of every party and had a talent for hosting gatherings with an abundance of delicious food á la Betty. She had many friends at her exercise group and in her women’s clubs. She could talk for hours to anyone who would listen. She loved to cook, loved to travel, and especially loved to shop. She never turned down a good deal at Macy’s. 

Christmas at Betty’s house was a full production. She had a 12 foot Christmas tree that she climbed to the very top of the ladder to decorate with her handmade golden topper. Her grandchildren loved spending the weekend after Thanksgiving at her house to lay out all of the reindeer and countless Santa Clauses to hide in every corner. 

Betty leaves behind her loving husband Fred, three supportive daughters, ten grandchildren, six great-grandchildren, two siblings, and many long-time friends. Everyone adored her because she gave love freely and lived life with a little bit of fun in every situation. She loved receiving affection in return, especially a hug and kiss from her grandchildren. 

Betty will remain in our lives with her recipes, fashionable hand-me-down clothes, and beautiful memories of her. She will be missed dearly and talked about often, just the way she would like it.