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John's Grandma


Mary E. Olsen went to her heavenly home on April 10, 2008. She was born in Middleburgh, NY on June 1, 1917. In 1938 she married J. Francis Olsen and moved to Binghamton, NY where they lived until moving to Hobe Sound, FL in 2002.

She graduated from Middleburgh High School and Oneonta Normal School (now SUNY College at Oneonta) and became a highly respected elementary school teacher in the Binghamton school system.

She also used her teaching skills in her church of more than 50 years, the Community Bible Church of Binghamton, NY, where for many years she was responsible for the elementary department of the Sunday school. Her students and her grandchildren remember her as an outstanding storyteller who provided all of the appropriate emphases to make the stories most interesting.

Above all, Mary Olsen had a true servant’s heart which was expressed in many deeds of kindness and caring for people. The large number of guests to her home often enthusiastically testified to her graciousness as a hostess and her outstanding culinary abilities.

She was predeceased in May 2007 by her husband, J. Francis Olsen after celebrating their 68th anniversary in December 2006. Survivors include two sons and daughters-in-law, Philip and Cathy Olsen, of Stuart, FL, and James and Joyce Olsen, of Hobe Sound, FL and a daughter and son-in-law, Susan and Philip Estes of Stuart, FL, plus eight grandchildren and 21 great-grandchildren, as well as a sister, Marjorie Stuart, of Greenville, OH.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to Hobe Sound Bible Church, PO Box 1065, Hobe Sound, FL 33475.

Comments

Unknown said…
That's such a great picture of John and his grandma. I know your family will miss her.

I'll be praying for your family.
Heather said…
What a great picture! I am so sorry for your family's loss.

Blessings!

~Heather
Anonymous said…
What a great picture!

Deepest Sympathy to John and family! ~Sue
Rochelle said…
I LOVED Mary Olsen...what a gem! I have many memories of her, but the one that stands out the most is of her buzzing around in that kitchen! She was a busy little lady! My sympathies are with you in your loss.
Melanie said…
Grandma Olsen was always one of my favorite people. I have a lot of memories of summers I spent at her house. She was an amazing woman.

Very sorry for your loss.
Shortchange said…
Please accept my sympathies in the Home going of Johns Grandma. Only Heaven will reveal the rewards of her SS teaching.
We have attended some Sunday evening services at Community Bible when our church does not have an evening service. Have met some very nice people there.

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