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Carl Storz uploaded photo(s)
Sunday, May 3, 2020
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What a priviledge and a pleasure to have met and known you and Ben for so long. We cherish many humourous and interesting moments spent together on outings and in conversations about Ronnie, George and Toni. You will always remain in our hearts and minds with much love.
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Jean Jacques posted a condolence
Sunday, May 3, 2020
Mary, tu viens de nous quitter. C'est d une grande tristesse pour tous ceux qui te connaissent et qui t'aiment. La vie est ainsi faite ! Mais, cette vie continuera pour toi, j en suis sûr, tu as rejoint Ben, ton adorable époux et père de tes enfants, et c est ce chemin qui apaise mon chagrin. Je t embrasse affectueusement. Jean Jacques
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A tree was planted in memory of Mary Hart
Friday, May 1, 2020
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Mom, your epic life journey was filled with love, laughter and caring. Thank you for embarking me on your journey. Your loving daughter, Diane Join in honoring their life - plant a memorial tree
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Diane Hart uploaded photo(s)
Friday, May 1, 2020
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Judy Myers posted a condolence
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Dear David, Diane and families,
I am so sad to learn of your Mother's passing, please accept my sincere sympathy. She was vibrant, caring and had a sneaky sence of humor, I always enjoyed her company. Both your Mom and Dad were such good friends with my Mom and Dad, that I feel grateful for having known them and for having the horor of being able to call them Aunt Mary and Uncle Ben. So many good memories, When my neighborhood Denny's opens again (still the same house in Snyder) I will be sure to have a glass of pink lemonade, club sandwich, and a bowl of chicken soup in their honor.
Stay in touch,
Love Judy Myers
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Diane Hart Posted May 1, 2020 at 5:18 PM
Dear Judy, every memory you share is precious to me. Mom and Dad thought very highly of your parents and valued their friendship. Every trip they took to Buffalo they made sure they dropped in for a visit. I remember that Denny's and the pink lemonade. I find great comfort in the fact that like you, so many people saw Mom at her very best. Thank you for caring. Love, Diane
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Diane Hart lit a candle
Saturday, April 25, 2020
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Diane Hart posted a condolence
Saturday, April 25, 2020
Maria Scime’s epic journey through life took her to many places; various parts of the U.S, Canada, Europe, and South America. Somewhere along the way she added « Hart » to her last name and became known as « Mary. » Somewhere along the way she lived in Washington, D.C. And somewhere along the way, she communed with all of the people who at this moment are grieving the passing of a woman whose life, filled with compassion and caring, left a mark on their own. As her daughter, I am among those people.
Mom’s epic journey began in Hamilton, Ontario in 1928. Someone else’s journey began at the same time ; her twin sister Connie. Their parents had already travelled from Sicily to settle in Hamilton, then moved to Buffalo after the twins were born. The Scime family was now complete with Mike, Mary, Connie, Carrie and Jimmy.
Mom’s journey through childhood left her with a strong sense of family loyalty. The bonding between twins. The dynamic trio of Connie, Mary and Carrie, with all their adventures, is now best related by Uncle Dick ; Aunt Carrie’s husband. Were the sisters soulmates forever ? You bet. 3 sisters, 3 very different lives, one lifelong bond. Mary and Connie taking care of little brother Jimmy. Oh the stories Uncle Jimmy could tell you about his loving surrogate Moms. There’s the story about the bicycle. And more and more and more…
Mom’s epic journey continued in adulthood with the single event which transformed her world ; meeting Dad at the International Institute in Buffalo. As their daughter, I can only imagine the moment when their eyes met for the first time. An epic journey in itself as a couple began to form, then marry, give birth to 2 children, change houses and cities, travel together, and nuture the sacred bond of marriage for 64 years. Ben and Mary dancing. Dad expressed his love for Mom in artistic ways which I am grateful to have an earthly trace of ; his short stories, his poems, his paintings of her. The fusion of two beings devoted to each other ; the energy generated from it. And Mom had energy. As a Mother, a wife, a sister, an aunt, a child, a neighbor, a friend. Ready to go, ready to listen, ready to care.
Mom pursued her epic journey in world of work after she was married ; initially as volunteer for the PTA when David and I were young children. This experience earned her a lifetime membership to the National PTA. A reward for job well done. The next stepping stone was a paid job with the Erie County office in Buffalo after successfully passing a civil service exam. Finally, there was that huge leap to the U.S. Department of State in Washington, D.C. All of those who knew Mom well can attest to the eagerness with which she carried out her duties ; travelling extensively with high-level diplomats over a period of 15 years. In short, she loved her job and it showed. But this should come as no surprise by now—Mom had a zest for life, wherever it led her. Her gift was the unique abilty to commit to people--refugees at the International Institute and U.S. State diplomats alike. Not to mention family.
Mom’s epic journey entered a new phase when her she retired in 1992 from the State Department. A quiet, tranquil life ? Think again. Dad and Mom’s adventurous, artistic life continued. The dancing. Many trips to France for long visits with my family, before and after my children, Christopher and Emmeline, were born. To Buffalo for visits with Uncle Edwin. To Rochester to visit David. To see family in Florida, Pennsylvania and Texas. Then, traveling for traveling’s sake. They sometimes just simply took off for long periods in order to discover a region they had always wanted to see. Halifax and Sedona were among their favorite places, along with the beaches of Nagshead, where they vacationed every year in May. Everywhere they went they made friends. Mom had now become a seasoned traveller and an expert in bonding with people. A lifetime of caring does that.
Mom’s last trip was in October 2014 with Dad, my cousin Anna, and me. As we sat at the dinner table in Glenora on Seneca Lake, Mom and Dad held hands. We were surrounded by the warmth of their love. Again, caring was Mom’s specialty.
The golden years of Mom’s epic journey were drawing to a close as I sat with her 2 months ago in a quaint little room flooded by sunlight, listening to her favorite Italian Opera pieces. I felt as if I was the luckiest person in the world to have had her in my life. How or why I came into such good fortune I’ll never know. What I do know is that her gifts to the world will not be forgotten by anyone who has loved her.
Thank you, Mom, for embarking me on your epic journey.
Diane Hart
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Russell Sciandra lit a candle
Thursday, April 23, 2020
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Diane and Family,I'm very sorry about the loss of your mom Mary. I remember her being such a nice lady . God Bless .Russell Sciandra.