Eleanore Hyman Marcus
Eleanore Hyman Marcus 83, of Menlo Park, CA, died December 25, 2006, of heart failure. Elie, as she was known to all, was born in San Francisco, on July 2, 1923, the daughter of the architect Samuel Hyman and Helen Hyman, and the younger sister of Elizabeth Meyerhoff, who died on December 4, 2006. She was a graduate of Lowell High School and attended Stanford University before marrying Lt. Greil Gerstley in 1944, with whom she had a son, Greil David Gerstley. Lt. Gerstley, an officer on the U.S.S. Hull, died in December 1944 when his ship went down in a typhoon near the Philippines. In 1948 she married Gerald Dodd Marcus "Gerry," her husband of 58 years, who survives her with all five of her children: Greil Marcus of Berkeley; Bill, of Canoga Park, CA; Anne Vronski, of Kibbutz Eilon, Israel; Steven, of Sebastopol, California; and Daniel, of Montclair, NJ. Elie is survived by 10 grandchildren: Emily, Cecily, Berek, Ben, Robin, Zoe and Samuel Marcus and Yonatan, Yaniv, and Ayelet Vronski; and daughters-in-law, Jenelle Marcus, Sophie Rosenberg, and Laura Stanzcyk; and son-in-law Shlomo Vronski. In addition to devoting herself to her children and to the support of her husband's legal career, she excelled in drawing, pottery and photography; her mosaics still decorate the house she shared with Gerry for over 50 years. She loved Hawaii, where her family, both on her father's and mother's sides, had ties going back to the 1840s. A woman of intelligence and beauty, she battled a lifelong depression with courage, grace and humor and could break out at any moment with a neatly rhymed comic poem or a demurely danced Hula. In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made in Elie's name to the Gerald D. Marcus fellowship Fund, Boalt Hall School of Law, University of California Berkeley, Berkeley CA, 94720-7200 or the charity of your choice.
Published by San Francisco Chronicle from Jan. 3 to Jan. 5, 2007.
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Sorry it took so long to leave word. The poem is fantastic and it seems like the subject was at least that. So since I've already offered condolences, what I'll do now in spirit is join you in celebrating the life. I hope the best of that life is what leaves the most profound echo into the future ...
David Spencer
January 25, 2007
I, Sam Marcus today write Grandma Elie or Mom died today 12/25/06 at the age of 83. I(and many others I hope)wish her a great life in heaven. I know she loved all of us. She's very lucky she died in peace. In life she was a very happy woman. She has known us all our lives(except her grandchildren). I remember last year which was the last time I saw her. I and many others who knew Elie wish her a very happy life in heaven.
(Sam Marcus-age 7, named for Samuel Hyman-Elie's father)
Sam Marcus
January 15, 2007
My mother was known on a family occasion
To get up after dinner with little persuasion
She’d unfold a paper she’d pulled from her purse
And read to us all some original verse

I know some of you here knew her long, long before us
So I hope you’ll forgive me the thread of my chorus
And that here in the midst of this family collective
I remember my mom from the youngests’ perspective

For the last several days I’ve been thinking and sitting
And wondering what would for this day be most fitting
So I thought, though I’m not the one known for his rhymin’
I’d recite a small poem for miss Eleanore Hyman.

It was mid ’48 when she said, ‘Gerald Dodd,
Of all of our dates this one’s really quite odd’
But he kept driving East till they wound up in Reno
Where I’m guessing they didn’t spend nights playing Keno

There were five kids, one born ‘neath the Halloween moon
One in March, me in May and then two more in June
And if counting back nine months from June, you’ll remember
It appears that she had some good times in September

And the good times were great times when sometimes with joy
She’d Hula while humming to “Aloha Oi”
Or dream of the Islands with a fond looking back
And sing to us all of her “Little Grass Shack”

On the Fourth of July she would always look on
While we shot off our fireworks while burning the lawn
She made Easter egg hunts, a tradition archaic
And a custom most curious for someone Hebraic

And though we never worshipped the Christian Infanta
We had Christmas trees topped with Greil’s red paper Santa
‘Twas one night before Christmas when outside with stealth
She passed all of our rooms dressed as Kris Kringle’s elf

For trips up to Oregon we’d pile in the car
With me sitting between cigarette and cigar
And to Dad’s Stanford songs which were usually dirty
Mom would cry, “honestly!”-in a tone somewhat flirty

Every once and a while, while we watched with a hush
Mom and Dad would start kissing and we’d holler, “Mush!”
And although I would blush acting like it was funny
It always felt good to hear her call him ‘honey’.

She is here, she is now, in this house that you see
She’s in Greil and in Bill and in Anne, Steve and me
And in 58 years with my Dad; an achievement
So great it’s a cause for hurrahs, not bereavement

There’s a young woman out on the sand lying down
While the sun tans her skin to a goldeny brown
There’s the sound of the surf washing in from the sea
It’s the image of Mom that’s most pleasing to me
And I’ve seen her like that in an old photograph
With her head tilted back in a mischievous laugh
And she’s happy and home on her far away isle
As I sit and I gaze at the blaze of her smile
Daniel Marcus
January 9, 2007
Dear Marcus Family,
It is especially sad that just as so many of the 5th generation of the Hyman Family have become connected via the internet, the generation that would be the bridge between us, with knowlege of the five original brothers, is passing on. Eleanore must have had great interest in the pioneering aspects of the family, and would have been a delight to us all. We wish we would have known her, and we sympathize with all of you for your loss.
Lynne Hyman Hiller
January 8, 2007
To the family of Ms. Marcus: I am very sorry for your loss. Daniel is a warm, witty, and creative man. I'm sure that he learned many of these attributes from his Mom. You are all in my prayers.
Ken Jennings
January 4, 2007
I will miss Ellie tremendously. My contacts with her over the years were rewarding, indeed. Such a warm, vibrant, bright woman. Her loss is irreplaceable.

Cousin, Stephen Holman
Stephen R Holman
January 4, 2007
I am so sorry for both of our families losses this December. However, the joy that both our families shared, on warm summer days in the pool, just hanging out in yard and especially Christmas night when we would all have dinner together will always be cherished and remembered by me. And who could forget your mothers famous plum pudding with hart sauce -- (later to be switched to persimmon pudding) every Christmas dinner we shared. I loved my aunt Ellie, and will miss her as I'm sure your whole family is right now. My condolences and my heart goes out to all of you. Peter
Peter Meyerhoff
January 3, 2007
To the family of Eleanore,
Bob and I wish to send our condolences. Wish we could have met and talked with your Mom before her illness to discuss the Hyman family with her. She sounded like a great Lady. From your 3rd Hyman cousins, Bob & Sharen Tait.
Sharen Tait
January 3, 2007
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