Marjorie Ellen Anable was born in the small town of Norwood, in upstate New York, not far from the Canadian border.
Life was hard in those days in that very cold country where there was no central heating, and little communication of what was going on outside that town.
At a young age, she lost her father when he was taken away to a state sanitarium where he succumbed to tuberculosis, and went to work helping her mother cleaning a sorority house at a college in nearby Potsdam, some twenty miles away. There she entered college at Potsdam State Normal School, as they called the Teacher's college back then. She saved what little she earned in a shoe box, hidden in her closet, only to lose it all to a thief. She was also to lose her mother at a young age.
Life was not easy for this young girl in the poor economic days of her youth. One thing kept her going through those difficult years, and she cherished it all her long life.
Her life changed when she met and married Clement V. Conole, a young graduate engineer at Clarkson Collage in Potsdam. His success in business over the next many years took them to many places and a better way of life.
She had four children for whom she was always there, driving them to and from school, always at their convenience, never hers. What ever had to be done for her husband and her children, she did it. She always put them first, believing their life was more important than hers was.
She never forgot what had sustained her in her younger days: It was her belief in God, and her belief in the Catholic Church. She made it her purpose to raise her children under the principals of her faith. She forever believed and followed her wedding vows: to love, cherish, honor, and obey, in sickness and in health, until death did she part. She lived her long life by the rules of the Church and the Ten Commandments, and nobody ever did it better.
She cherished her family and prayed for them all. She worried that something might happen to make things different. She appreciated her life and everything that anyone did for her. Her friends would always speak of her to her children with words like; "You have the most beautiful mother. Your mother is so lovely. She is just so nice and sweet to everyone." Her joy was to have her family with her, and when one had to depart, she showed sadness in her face while saying her parting words, "Be careful".
Now she rests in peace in Heaven, a very special place made just for her. She earned that place by the way she lived her life, every day of it.
She was a very beautiful, loving, gracious, kind, devoted, and appreciative Sister, Wife, Mother, and Nana. No person ever had a better one. We were truly blessed to be able to call her "ours".