Ann Marie Conroy was the only child of James Conroy and Annie Allsop Conroy. Her beloved mother died when Ann Marie was just 10 years old, at a time when a young girl needs her Mom the most. Her Dad remarried a woman that did not take kindly to Ann Marie. Neither did the woman's daughters. So, at 16, Ann Marie left home and became a strong, independent and successful woman. She landed a job with the New Jersey Department of Motor Vehicles, where she climbed through the ranks over the years and from where she eventually retired.
Ann Marie was a woman of strict morals and values; who was extremely proud of her Irish heritage. She was a devout Catholic who not only never missed Sunday Mass or Church visits on Holy Days, she was extremely active in her parish of St. Mary's in Bordentown, New Jersey, where she was member of the choir, the Rosarian Club and a money counter. She was also an active member of Deborah Society. It was Ann Marie that taught me how to pray the Rosary and brought me back a beautiful set of Rosary Beads from Ireland. She told me one day we would go there together and kiss the Blarney Stone and look up our ancestors buried there.
"Generous" does not begin to describe Ann Marie, but she was undoubtedly one of the most generous people to walk this Earth. She not only gave of herself through volunteering for various organizations, she gave generously from her bank account wherever she found a need. (And she found many). I believe if Ann Marie had only a dollar, she would save a dime, invest a nickel, spend a penny and donate the rest to charity and the Church.
Ann Marie never married, but Chester "Chet" Lett was the love of her life, and they were a couple for almost 50 years! She loved going to football games (especially Notre Dame), reading, and spending time with her many close friends. She also loved to cruise and travel, and did both - often!
Ann Marie was a Type I diabetic, and lost a kidney at a very young age. In the last few years of her life, dialysis consumed many of her days, but she always managed to make the best if it, making friends with other patients and the nurses and doctors at the hospital. She would often bake treats to give away at dialysis, or bring little gifts for the other patients. It was on her way to dialysis that God called Ann Marie home. She merely closed her eyes and was gone.
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