Birth date: Nov 21, 1944 Death date: Sep 4, 2014
Margaret Ann Marshall, 69, The Villages, FL passed away on September 4, 2014 at The Villages Regional Hospital. Mrs. Marshall was born on November 21, 1944 in New York, New York to her parents Arthur G. and Wilhelmina Broughton. M Read Obituary
Aunt Marge was a wonderful person. I also remember the costumes she made us. We looked so good in them! I always wondered where she came up with her idea. She was a very strong person and lived life on her terms. I remember spending time at her house and eating tomatoes fresh from the garden. They always tasted so good. I will miss her but glad she is at peace. My prayers are with you all. I know that she will keep watch over all of you.
" Although she was Gregory's Aunt, I came to know her as a strong willed, caring woman whom I could lean on when Gregory became ill and was sent to Mount Sinai Hospital for his disease.
She lent me her White van to drive back and forth to the hospital in Manhattan day after day. And day after day she would be there with a hug and questions about Gregory. When my tears had stopped spilling and her advice of stay strong was instilled, she would hand me a glass of wine and send me off to clear my mind and relax.
One day she Talked to me about the date of my Birthday, and when she found out that I was a Scorpio she gave that hearty laugh clapped her hands and said I knew it!!
She treated me with respect,care and as a member of the family. I will never forget those happy Giggles of laughter and her words of wisdom she shared with me. She always told it like it was without all the sugarplums and lollipops and I became to have great respect for her views.
I will miss you Aunt Marge and know you are there with Gregory,my Mom and HARRY walking through the prettiest gardens with them. Your laughter shall always ring in my ears and echo in my mind forever! "
All my love and kisses,
Sherri
I have very loving memories of Marge I am picking this one because she got me to really have a good laugh. Marge became Godmother of my second daughter, then 3 years later she became the Godmother of my second. As it turned out her God children both looked alike, she said if I'm chosen again the child better look different. Well she got her wish 2 years later when I had my third daughter any did look different then the other two. Marge was finally happy.
Marge a great personality she was always there with great ideas for decorating. Painting & flower arranging.
She my children as she loved her own. She was the sister I never had to me.
John, Hayley, Heidi, Jane, Justyn, Our sympathy & prayers are with you. Also with Grandchildren & Great Grandchild.
I have so many wonderful memories of Aunt Marge, it's hard to find only one to write about, so this may turn into many memories. My earliest memory of Aunt Marge's boundless creativity was the Halloween costumes that she created for Debby and me when we were about 7 or 8. She made playing card costumes, the queen of hearts and
queen of diamonds I think. I remember that Deb and I marched in a parade wearing those costumes. I felt so proud and special that she had made us such unique costumes,
there is a photo somewhere with our happy smiles. When I saw Aunt Marge last October
we talked about that time, and I had the opportunity to let her know how much her seemingly small action meant to a little girl.
Aunt Marge was there with advice and laughter when I visited Congers as a teenager.
I remember days in the pool at her house, those were lovely summer days filled with
fun and cousins. A real break from the hot days in. NYC.
My heart is eternally grateful to my Aunt Marge for her loving care of my brother
Gregory during his long illness. She opened her heart and her home to him. Giving him
a refuge to recover from surgeries while he was far from his home. I would go visit him
at Aunt Marge and Uncle John's. Aunt Marge would always say that it was too far for me to drive back and make room somewhere to fit me in. At their home, at their camp she
was generous with anything that would ease Gregory's days and let him know how much she loved him. I had many heart to heart talks with Aunt Marge during those times.
It makes me smile to remember that Gregory overdid it one day at Camp and fell and cut his chin a week after having his transplant surgery. Sherri and I rushed him back to the hospital to be checked out. He turned out to be fine and all was well when we returned.
Of course Aunt Marge was worried about him until the moment we walked back through
the door. After giving him a long hug and settling him down she took me aside and
said, ( I remember this with a smile). "I have spent all these days and nights, making sure Gregory is safe, and now you come here and have almost undone all of my work !"
I smiled and hugged her, she was right, and I told her so. Her anxiety had to come out some way and that was OK. No one was ever too big to be scolded by Aunt Marge.
Our family has lost a wonderful spirit. To Uncle John, Hayley, Heidi, Jane and Justyn
I send each of you a hug as you say good bye to your wife and mother. It is hard to
accept that she has gone on without us. But I know that Gregory welcomed her to the
next place and their spirits can be together without any pain.
My love to you Uncle John as you go through this difficult time.
Peggy
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