This is a week of great loss. The vacancy we feel when a person dies is filled with everything they were to us. The imprint of Dee Marino’s life has touched countless people. I attended Dee’s celebration of life today. If you had been there you would have witnessed what love is. Dee has always been a great lady, strong in character, overflowing with love. Who lived her life to give, to nourish and make whole so many of us. She was a woman of elegance, wisdom, and generosity. Dee and her husband Jim of sixty years have had an unshakable love. Their love will forever shine through their children and grandchildren. I miss her and I am so grateful for her friendship and the time we spent together. On the back of her memorial picture is the following poem by, Veronica A. Shoffstall After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security....

