Words of Remembrance MOM
This morning we have gathered here to honor and say good bye to our Mom, our Nanny, our sister, our Aunt Jean and our friend.
I know Mom would like me to take care of the business first:
There will be a gathering at St. Joseph's Cemetery, off the Lake Titus Road, for Mom's burial service immediately following the mass. I would like to say it’s a warm sunny 75 deg. But, I'm standing on the altar. It will be brief though, right John?
All are invited. Bring your touques and ski-doo suits.
Following that, there will be a gathering at the Malone Golf Club.
Again all are invited but leave your golf clubs at home.
Now for the thanks you:
First we would like to thank family and friends for your support during these difficult times. Your visits, your cards, your prayers and your food made these times more bearable and my Mom truly appreciated your thoughts and actions.
We would like to thank Dr. Sanchez and staff for taking care of Mom this past year. Don't let anyone tell you that Drs. don't make house-calls. Three times Dr. Sanchez came to see Mom at home.
Thank you Hospice of the North Country. Your support and guidance helped us through.
We would like to thank all involved with St Andre's Parish to help Mom with her new beginning.
And finally Heather, you became one of the family. Your concern, your care, your love of our mother was witnessed by all of us. You made it better. You made it easier. We could not imagine getting through this without you.
May God continue to give you the strength to carry on. It does not seem fair to have you become so attached to someone knowing they will be swept away. Thank you, thank you thank you.
Thank you all so much.
Did you ever know a person who lights up a room? That person who makes a gathering better? The type that when you find out they are going to be at a party, you are a little more excited to go. The one who will talk to anyone. That person who includes everyone. ..and they do it all with a smile. Well that would be our Mom.
Her laugh was infectious, and paired with Dad the joker, a fun time was guaranteed.
She didn't want or need the spotlight, that was for Dad, she was happy in the limelight. She was happy riding on a motorcycle with a guy that needed to have his name “Jack” stenciled on the side of his helmet...and she would do it smiling.
Mom was truly by all definitions a homemaker. A happy homemaker.
Mom was the person who made our house a home. Dad would be out playing on his snowmobile or motorcycle and she was just as happy cooking, cleaning or gabbing with one of the girls on the telephone. She made the house welcoming. She made the house warm.
Mom was meticulous about her laundry. When hanging laundry it has colors in the shade whites in the sun. She ironed everything even the sheets and our jeans.
Mom was a liberated woman. She didn't need to be a lawyer, businessman or a doctor to feel accomplished. She was happy lying in a chaise lounge, in the sun reading a book, knowing the family needs were taken care of.
Mom was consistent. When it was nap time it seemed Father John and I would often require a little extra attention prior to us going to sleep. Do you remember paddle ball? A rubber ball attached to a rubber band that you repeated try to hit with a paddle. Well there wasn't a rubber band or a ball on this paddle. And this paddle was kept in a drawer in a metal cabinet that when it was opened a scraping, squeaking sound was emitted. It was all fun and games till you heard the drawer open. Sure she would give you a few verbal warnings, however, if you heard the drawer open it was going to happen. No pleading or promises could stop it. Mom's smile became a grimace with the tongue tucked away in the corner. The harder she bit down the more force she could apply.
Yeah Father John thought it would be a neat trick if we could get the paddle away from her, unfortunately, he convinced me to try it. Oh it happened twice as hard.
Yep she was consistent.
My Mom's main concern seemed to be the care and happiness of our Dad.
We lived in the Cosgrove Family homestead with my Dad's mom Nanny Cosgrove. That could be a challenge, but, both women were smart and selfless. This was a bonus for us, the children, as it was like having 2 moms. But when Dad's siblings and their families arrived it was up to Mom to prepare the house and meals. There are a lot of photos with many, many people gathered at tables enjoying her culinary skills. I think this made Dad very happy. And Mom did it all, again, with a smile.
Dad's health issues toward his end were a large burden, however, she didn't seem bothered. The summer before her Cancer diagnosis she would pull my father, who weighed about 200 pounds, out of bed to go to the bathroom. One night she did it 4 times and when asked how things were she responded, “I don't think your father slept very well, he was up 4 times last night.”
Mom knew the value of a good education, she was 8th in her class, and she knew a Catholic one made it even better. Financial sacrifices had to be made and donation of time had to be given in order to afford this. Thanks Mom.
The school's endearment to Mary the mother of God is so special. Here was a women who gave birth to a child that she knew had to be given up for us. She watched as her only son was tortured and crucified for our salvation. Truly an incredible woman and our Catholic faith seems to recognize this and announce her great givings. I think Mom gathered strength from these teachings and she was able to continue in dark times knowing that the tests of Mary guaranteed us the opportunity for eternal life.
Though “I love you” was not commonly said in our household, waking up in the morning, coming home from school or work or before going to bed seeing Mom's smile was all the “I love you” we needed. So as we leave today let's all smile just a little more and if everyone does it, we can begin to replace all of Mom's smiles that have been taken to heaven.
Good bye Mom and keep smiling.
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Jean Avery Cosgrove, 82, of Malone died after a battle with cancer at her home on Sunday, November 5, 2017, under the care of her family and Hospice of the North Country.
She was born on May 26, 1935 to Ward and Laura Brockway Avery. Jean attended Constable and Malone schools. She graduated from Franklin Academy in 1952.
After her youngest started school, Jean began working as a teaching assistant for the Malone Central School System at Lamberton, the Middle School and retired from the Kindergarten Center. She was a member of CSEA and the Alice Hyde Hospital Auxiliary.
Jean was a faithful communicant of St. Andre Bessette parish and a former member of the Catholic Daughters and the Altar and Rosary Society.
Survivors include children Jackie (Bill) Burns, Laurie Cosgrove, Brett (Nancy) Cosgrove, Neil (Cindy) Cosgrove, Julie Cosgrove, all of Malone, and Fr. John Cosgrove, SBD, of Vancouver, BC, sister Elaine (Dan) Riley of Clifton Park, nine grandchildren and five great-grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, and cousins.
She was predeceased by her husband of 64 years, John (Jack) Cosgrove, on July 28, 2016, her parents, and an infant daughter, Paula.
Jean and Jack were the proud owners of a 1968 Cadillac Coupe de Ville which they displayed at many area car shows and drove to Harrigan’s for their Sunday ice cream. She enjoyed sporting events, especially when her children and grandchildren participated. Jean was known for her breakfasts and the many family meals she prepared when out-of-town relatives came to visit the Cosgrove homestead.
The family would like to thank her special caregiver Heather Gratton and her friends who faithfully spent time with her.
Calling hours will be held at Spaulding’s Funeral Home on Friday, November 10, 2017 from 4 to 7 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Saturday, November 11, at 10 a.m. at St. Joseph’s Church with burial at St. Joseph’s Cemetery.
Donations may be made to the Hospice of the North Country or Holy Family School.
This morning we have gathered here to honor and say good bye to our Mom, our Nanny, our sister, our Aunt Jean and our friend.
I know Mom would like me to take care of the business first:
There will be a gathering at St. Joseph's Cemetery, off the Lake Titus Road, for Mom's burial service immediately following the mass. I would like to say it’s a warm sunny 75 deg. But, I'm standing on the altar. It will be brief though, right John?
All are invited. Bring your touques and ski-doo suits.
Following that, there will be a gathering at the Malone Golf Club.
Again all are invited but leave your golf clubs at home.
Now for the thanks you:
First we would like to thank family and friends for your support during these difficult times. Your visits, your cards, your prayers and your food made these times more bearable and my Mom truly appreciated your thoughts and actions.
We would like to thank Dr. Sanchez and staff for taking care of Mom this past year. Don't let anyone tell you that Drs. don't make house-calls. Three times Dr. Sanchez came to see Mom at home.
Thank you Hospice of the North Country. Your support and guidance helped us through.
We would like to thank all involved with St Andre's Parish to help Mom with her new beginning.
And finally Heather, you became one of the family. Your concern, your care, your love of our mother was witnessed by all of us. You made it better. You made it easier. We could not imagine getting through this without you.
May God continue to give you the strength to carry on. It does not seem fair to have you become so attached to someone knowing they will be swept away. Thank you, thank you thank you.
Thank you all so much.
Did you ever know a person who lights up a room? That person who makes a gathering better? The type that when you find out they are going to be at a party, you are a little more excited to go. The one who will talk to anyone. That person who includes everyone. ..and they do it all with a smile. Well that would be our Mom.
Her laugh was infectious, and paired with Dad the joker, a fun time was guaranteed.
She didn't want or need the spotlight, that was for Dad, she was happy in the limelight. She was happy riding on a motorcycle with a guy that needed to have his name “Jack” stenciled on the side of his helmet...and she would do it smiling.
Mom was truly by all definitions a homemaker. A happy homemaker.
Mom was the person who made our house a home. Dad would be out playing on his snowmobile or motorcycle and she was just as happy cooking, cleaning or gabbing with one of the girls on the telephone. She made the house welcoming. She made the house warm.
Mom was meticulous about her laundry. When hanging laundry it has colors in the shade whites in the sun. She ironed everything even the sheets and our jeans.
Mom was a liberated woman. She didn't need to be a lawyer, businessman or a doctor to feel accomplished. She was happy lying in a chaise lounge, in the sun reading a book, knowing the family needs were taken care of.
Mom was consistent. When it was nap time it seemed Father John and I would often require a little extra attention prior to us going to sleep. Do you remember paddle ball? A rubber ball attached to a rubber band that you repeated try to hit with a paddle. Well there wasn't a rubber band or a ball on this paddle. And this paddle was kept in a drawer in a metal cabinet that when it was opened a scraping, squeaking sound was emitted. It was all fun and games till you heard the drawer open. Sure she would give you a few verbal warnings, however, if you heard the drawer open it was going to happen. No pleading or promises could stop it. Mom's smile became a grimace with the tongue tucked away in the corner. The harder she bit down the more force she could apply.
Yeah Father John thought it would be a neat trick if we could get the paddle away from her, unfortunately, he convinced me to try it. Oh it happened twice as hard.
Yep she was consistent.
My Mom's main concern seemed to be the care and happiness of our Dad.
We lived in the Cosgrove Family homestead with my Dad's mom Nanny Cosgrove. That could be a challenge, but, both women were smart and selfless. This was a bonus for us, the children, as it was like having 2 moms. But when Dad's siblings and their families arrived it was up to Mom to prepare the house and meals. There are a lot of photos with many, many people gathered at tables enjoying her culinary skills. I think this made Dad very happy. And Mom did it all, again, with a smile.
Dad's health issues toward his end were a large burden, however, she didn't seem bothered. The summer before her Cancer diagnosis she would pull my father, who weighed about 200 pounds, out of bed to go to the bathroom. One night she did it 4 times and when asked how things were she responded, “I don't think your father slept very well, he was up 4 times last night.”
Mom knew the value of a good education, she was 8th in her class, and she knew a Catholic one made it even better. Financial sacrifices had to be made and donation of time had to be given in order to afford this. Thanks Mom.
The school's endearment to Mary the mother of God is so special. Here was a women who gave birth to a child that she knew had to be given up for us. She watched as her only son was tortured and crucified for our salvation. Truly an incredible woman and our Catholic faith seems to recognize this and announce her great givings. I think Mom gathered strength from these teachings and she was able to continue in dark times knowing that the tests of Mary guaranteed us the opportunity for eternal life.
Though “I love you” was not commonly said in our household, waking up in the morning, coming home from school or work or before going to bed seeing Mom's smile was all the “I love you” we needed. So as we leave today let's all smile just a little more and if everyone does it, we can begin to replace all of Mom's smiles that have been taken to heaven.
Good bye Mom and keep smiling.
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Jean Avery Cosgrove, 82, of Malone died after a battle with cancer at her home on Sunday, November 5, 2017, under the care of her family and Hospice of the North Country.
She was born on May 26, 1935 to Ward and Laura Brockway Avery. Jean attended Constable and Malone schools. She graduated from Franklin Academy in 1952.
After her youngest started school, Jean began working as a teaching assistant for the Malone Central School System at Lamberton, the Middle School and retired from the Kindergarten Center. She was a member of CSEA and the Alice Hyde Hospital Auxiliary.
Jean was a faithful communicant of St. Andre Bessette parish and a former member of the Catholic Daughters and the Altar and Rosary Society.
Survivors include children Jackie (Bill) Burns, Laurie Cosgrove, Brett (Nancy) Cosgrove, Neil (Cindy) Cosgrove, Julie Cosgrove, all of Malone, and Fr. John Cosgrove, SBD, of Vancouver, BC, sister Elaine (Dan) Riley of Clifton Park, nine grandchildren and five great-grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, and cousins.
She was predeceased by her husband of 64 years, John (Jack) Cosgrove, on July 28, 2016, her parents, and an infant daughter, Paula.
Jean and Jack were the proud owners of a 1968 Cadillac Coupe de Ville which they displayed at many area car shows and drove to Harrigan’s for their Sunday ice cream. She enjoyed sporting events, especially when her children and grandchildren participated. Jean was known for her breakfasts and the many family meals she prepared when out-of-town relatives came to visit the Cosgrove homestead.
The family would like to thank her special caregiver Heather Gratton and her friends who faithfully spent time with her.
Calling hours will be held at Spaulding’s Funeral Home on Friday, November 10, 2017 from 4 to 7 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Saturday, November 11, at 10 a.m. at St. Joseph’s Church with burial at St. Joseph’s Cemetery.
Donations may be made to the Hospice of the North Country or Holy Family School.
Words of Remembrance MOM
This morning we have gathered here to honor and say good bye to our Mom, our Nanny, our sister, our Aunt Jean and our friend.
I know Mom would like me to take care of the business first:
There will be a gathering at St. Joseph's Cemetery, off the Lake Titus Road, for Mom's burial service immediately following the mass. I would like to say it’s a warm sunny 75 deg. But, I'm standing on the altar. It will be brief though, right John?
All are invited. Bring your touques and ski-doo suits.
Following that, there will be a gathering at the Malone Golf Club.
Again all are invited but leave your golf clubs at home.
Now for the thanks you:
First we would like to thank family and friends for your support during these difficult times. Your visits, your cards, your prayers and your food made these times more bearable and my Mom truly appreciated your thoughts and actions.
We would like to thank Dr. Sanchez and staff for taking care of Mom this past year. Don't let anyone tell you that Drs. don't make house-calls. Three times Dr. Sanchez came to see Mom at home.
Thank you Hospice of the North Country. Your support and guidance helped us through.
We would like to thank all involved with St Andre's Parish to help Mom with her new beginning.
And finally Heather, you became one of the family. Your concern, your care, your love of our mother was witnessed by all of us. You made it better. You made it easier. We could not imagine getting through this without you.
May God continue to give you the strength to carry on. It does not seem fair to have you become so attached to someone knowing they will be swept away. Thank you, thank you thank you.
Thank you all so much.
Did you ever know a person who lights up a room? That person who makes a gathering better? The type that when you find out they are going to be at a party, you are a little more excited to go. The one who will talk to anyone. That person who includes everyone. ..and they do it all with a smile. Well that would be our Mom.
Her laugh was infectious, and paired with Dad the joker, a fun time was guaranteed.
She didn't want or need the spotlight, that was for Dad, she was happy in the limelight. She was happy riding on a motorcycle with a guy that needed to have his name “Jack” stenciled on the side of his helmet...and she would do it smiling.
Mom was truly by all definitions a homemaker. A happy homemaker.
Mom was the person who made our house a home. Dad would be out playing on his snowmobile or motorcycle and she was just as happy cooking, cleaning or gabbing with one of the girls on the telephone. She made the house welcoming. She made the house warm.
Mom was meticulous about her laundry. When hanging laundry it has colors in the shade whites in the sun. She ironed everything even the sheets and our jeans.
Mom was a liberated woman. She didn't need to be a lawyer, businessman or a doctor to feel accomplished. She was happy lying in a chaise lounge, in the sun reading a book, knowing the family needs were taken care of.
Mom was consistent. When it was nap time it seemed Father John and I would often require a little extra attention prior to us going to sleep. Do you remember paddle ball? A rubber ball attached to a rubber band that you repeated try to hit with a paddle. Well there wasn't a rubber band or a ball on this paddle. And this paddle was kept in a drawer in a metal cabinet that when it was opened a scraping, squeaking sound was emitted. It was all fun and games till you heard the drawer open. Sure she would give you a few verbal warnings, however, if you heard the drawer open it was going to happen. No pleading or promises could stop it. Mom's smile became a grimace with the tongue tucked away in the corner. The harder she bit down the more force she could apply.
Yeah Father John thought it would be a neat trick if we could get the paddle away from her, unfortunately, he convinced me to try it. Oh it happened twice as hard.
Yep she was consistent.
My Mom's main concern seemed to be the care and happiness of our Dad.
We lived in the Cosgrove Family homestead with my Dad's mom Nanny Cosgrove. That could be a challenge, but, both women were smart and selfless. This was a bonus for us, the children, as it was like having 2 moms. But when Dad's siblings and their families arrived it was up to Mom to prepare the house and meals. There are a lot of photos with many, many people gathered at tables enjoying her culinary skills. I think this made Dad very happy. And Mom did it all, again, with a smile.
Dad's health issues toward his end were a large burden, however, she didn't seem bothered. The summer before her Cancer diagnosis she would pull my father, who weighed about 200 pounds, out of bed to go to the bathroom. One night she did it 4 times and when asked how things were she responded, “I don't think your father slept very well, he was up 4 times last night.”
Mom knew the value of a good education, she was 8th in her class, and she knew a Catholic one made it even better. Financial sacrifices had to be made and donation of time had to be given in order to afford this. Thanks Mom.
The school's endearment to Mary the mother of God is so special. Here was a women who gave birth to a child that she knew had to be given up for us. She watched as her only son was tortured and crucified for our salvation. Truly an incredible woman and our Catholic faith seems to recognize this and announce her great givings. I think Mom gathered strength from these teachings and she was able to continue in dark times knowing that the tests of Mary guaranteed us the opportunity for eternal life.
Though “I love you” was not commonly said in our household, waking up in the morning, coming home from school or work or before going to bed seeing Mom's smile was all the “I love you” we needed. So as we leave today let's all smile just a little more and if everyone does it, we can begin to replace all of Mom's smiles that have been taken to heaven.
Good bye Mom and keep smiling.
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Jean Avery Cosgrove, 82, of Malone died after a battle with cancer at her home on Sunday, November 5, 2017, under the care of her family and Hospice of the North Country.
She was born on May 26, 1935 to Ward and Laura Brockway Avery. Jean attended Constable and Malone schools. She graduated from Franklin Academy in 1952.
After her youngest started school, Jean began working as a teaching assistant for the Malone Central School System at Lamberton, the Middle School and retired from the Kindergarten Center. She was a member of CSEA and the Alice Hyde Hospital Auxiliary.
Jean was a faithful communicant of St. Andre Bessette parish and a former member of the Catholic Daughters and the Altar and Rosary Society.
Survivors include children Jackie (Bill) Burns, Laurie Cosgrove, Brett (Nancy) Cosgrove, Neil (Cindy) Cosgrove, Julie Cosgrove, all of Malone, and Fr. John Cosgrove, SBD, of Vancouver, BC, sister Elaine (Dan) Riley of Clifton Park, nine grandchildren and five great-grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, and cousins.
She was predeceased by her husband of 64 years, John (Jack) Cosgrove, on July 28, 2016, her parents, and an infant daughter, Paula.
Jean and Jack were the proud owners of a 1968 Cadillac Coupe de Ville which they displayed at many area car shows and drove to Harrigan’s for their Sunday ice cream. She enjoyed sporting events, especially when her children and grandchildren participated. Jean was known for her breakfasts and the many family meals she prepared when out-of-town relatives came to visit the Cosgrove homestead.
The family would like to thank her special caregiver Heather Gratton and her friends who faithfully spent time with her.
Calling hours will be held at Spaulding’s Funeral Home on Friday, November 10, 2017 from 4 to 7 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Saturday, November 11, at 10 a.m. at St. Joseph’s Church with burial at St. Joseph’s Cemetery.
Donations may be made to the Hospice of the North Country or Holy Family School.
This morning we have gathered here to honor and say good bye to our Mom, our Nanny, our sister, our Aunt Jean and our friend.
I know Mom would like me to take care of the business first:
There will be a gathering at St. Joseph's Cemetery, off the Lake Titus Road, for Mom's burial service immediately following the mass. I would like to say it’s a warm sunny 75 deg. But, I'm standing on the altar. It will be brief though, right John?
All are invited. Bring your touques and ski-doo suits.
Following that, there will be a gathering at the Malone Golf Club.
Again all are invited but leave your golf clubs at home.
Now for the thanks you:
First we would like to thank family and friends for your support during these difficult times. Your visits, your cards, your prayers and your food made these times more bearable and my Mom truly appreciated your thoughts and actions.
We would like to thank Dr. Sanchez and staff for taking care of Mom this past year. Don't let anyone tell you that Drs. don't make house-calls. Three times Dr. Sanchez came to see Mom at home.
Thank you Hospice of the North Country. Your support and guidance helped us through.
We would like to thank all involved with St Andre's Parish to help Mom with her new beginning.
And finally Heather, you became one of the family. Your concern, your care, your love of our mother was witnessed by all of us. You made it better. You made it easier. We could not imagine getting through this without you.
May God continue to give you the strength to carry on. It does not seem fair to have you become so attached to someone knowing they will be swept away. Thank you, thank you thank you.
Thank you all so much.
Did you ever know a person who lights up a room? That person who makes a gathering better? The type that when you find out they are going to be at a party, you are a little more excited to go. The one who will talk to anyone. That person who includes everyone. ..and they do it all with a smile. Well that would be our Mom.
Her laugh was infectious, and paired with Dad the joker, a fun time was guaranteed.
She didn't want or need the spotlight, that was for Dad, she was happy in the limelight. She was happy riding on a motorcycle with a guy that needed to have his name “Jack” stenciled on the side of his helmet...and she would do it smiling.
Mom was truly by all definitions a homemaker. A happy homemaker.
Mom was the person who made our house a home. Dad would be out playing on his snowmobile or motorcycle and she was just as happy cooking, cleaning or gabbing with one of the girls on the telephone. She made the house welcoming. She made the house warm.
Mom was meticulous about her laundry. When hanging laundry it has colors in the shade whites in the sun. She ironed everything even the sheets and our jeans.
Mom was a liberated woman. She didn't need to be a lawyer, businessman or a doctor to feel accomplished. She was happy lying in a chaise lounge, in the sun reading a book, knowing the family needs were taken care of.
Mom was consistent. When it was nap time it seemed Father John and I would often require a little extra attention prior to us going to sleep. Do you remember paddle ball? A rubber ball attached to a rubber band that you repeated try to hit with a paddle. Well there wasn't a rubber band or a ball on this paddle. And this paddle was kept in a drawer in a metal cabinet that when it was opened a scraping, squeaking sound was emitted. It was all fun and games till you heard the drawer open. Sure she would give you a few verbal warnings, however, if you heard the drawer open it was going to happen. No pleading or promises could stop it. Mom's smile became a grimace with the tongue tucked away in the corner. The harder she bit down the more force she could apply.
Yeah Father John thought it would be a neat trick if we could get the paddle away from her, unfortunately, he convinced me to try it. Oh it happened twice as hard.
Yep she was consistent.
My Mom's main concern seemed to be the care and happiness of our Dad.
We lived in the Cosgrove Family homestead with my Dad's mom Nanny Cosgrove. That could be a challenge, but, both women were smart and selfless. This was a bonus for us, the children, as it was like having 2 moms. But when Dad's siblings and their families arrived it was up to Mom to prepare the house and meals. There are a lot of photos with many, many people gathered at tables enjoying her culinary skills. I think this made Dad very happy. And Mom did it all, again, with a smile.
Dad's health issues toward his end were a large burden, however, she didn't seem bothered. The summer before her Cancer diagnosis she would pull my father, who weighed about 200 pounds, out of bed to go to the bathroom. One night she did it 4 times and when asked how things were she responded, “I don't think your father slept very well, he was up 4 times last night.”
Mom knew the value of a good education, she was 8th in her class, and she knew a Catholic one made it even better. Financial sacrifices had to be made and donation of time had to be given in order to afford this. Thanks Mom.
The school's endearment to Mary the mother of God is so special. Here was a women who gave birth to a child that she knew had to be given up for us. She watched as her only son was tortured and crucified for our salvation. Truly an incredible woman and our Catholic faith seems to recognize this and announce her great givings. I think Mom gathered strength from these teachings and she was able to continue in dark times knowing that the tests of Mary guaranteed us the opportunity for eternal life.
Though “I love you” was not commonly said in our household, waking up in the morning, coming home from school or work or before going to bed seeing Mom's smile was all the “I love you” we needed. So as we leave today let's all smile just a little more and if everyone does it, we can begin to replace all of Mom's smiles that have been taken to heaven.
Good bye Mom and keep smiling.
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Jean Avery Cosgrove, 82, of Malone died after a battle with cancer at her home on Sunday, November 5, 2017, under the care of her family and Hospice of the North Country.
She was born on May 26, 1935 to Ward and Laura Brockway Avery. Jean attended Constable and Malone schools. She graduated from Franklin Academy in 1952.
After her youngest started school, Jean began working as a teaching assistant for the Malone Central School System at Lamberton, the Middle School and retired from the Kindergarten Center. She was a member of CSEA and the Alice Hyde Hospital Auxiliary.
Jean was a faithful communicant of St. Andre Bessette parish and a former member of the Catholic Daughters and the Altar and Rosary Society.
Survivors include children Jackie (Bill) Burns, Laurie Cosgrove, Brett (Nancy) Cosgrove, Neil (Cindy) Cosgrove, Julie Cosgrove, all of Malone, and Fr. John Cosgrove, SBD, of Vancouver, BC, sister Elaine (Dan) Riley of Clifton Park, nine grandchildren and five great-grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, and cousins.
She was predeceased by her husband of 64 years, John (Jack) Cosgrove, on July 28, 2016, her parents, and an infant daughter, Paula.
Jean and Jack were the proud owners of a 1968 Cadillac Coupe de Ville which they displayed at many area car shows and drove to Harrigan’s for their Sunday ice cream. She enjoyed sporting events, especially when her children and grandchildren participated. Jean was known for her breakfasts and the many family meals she prepared when out-of-town relatives came to visit the Cosgrove homestead.
The family would like to thank her special caregiver Heather Gratton and her friends who faithfully spent time with her.
Calling hours will be held at Spaulding’s Funeral Home on Friday, November 10, 2017 from 4 to 7 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Saturday, November 11, at 10 a.m. at St. Joseph’s Church with burial at St. Joseph’s Cemetery.
Donations may be made to the Hospice of the North Country or Holy Family School.
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Jean Avery Cosgrove, 82, of Malone died after a battle with cancer at her home on Sunday, November 5, 2017, under the care of her family and Hospice of the North Country.
She was born on May 26, 1935 to Ward and Laura Brockway Avery. Jean attended Constable and Malone schools. She graduated from Franklin Academy in 1952.
After her youngest started school, Jean began working as a teaching assistant for the Malone Central School System at Lamberton, the Middle School and retired from the Kindergarten Center. She was a member of CSEA and the Alice Hyde Hospital Auxiliary.
Jean was a faithful communicant of St. Andre Bessette parish and a former member of the Catholic Daughters and the Altar and Rosary Society.
Survivors include children Jackie (Bill) Burns, Laurie Cosgrove, Brett (Nancy) Cosgrove, Neil (Cindy) Cosgrove, Julie Cosgrove, all of Malone, and Fr. John Cosgrove, SBD, of Vancouver, BC, sister Elaine (Dan) Riley of Clifton Park, nine grandchildren and five great-grandchildren, several nieces, nephews, and cousins.
She was predeceased by her husband of 64 years, John (Jack) Cosgrove, on July 28, 2016, her parents, and an infant daughter, Paula.
Jean and Jack were the proud owners of a 1968 Cadillac Coupe de Ville which they displayed at many area car shows and drove to Harrigan’s for their Sunday ice cream. She enjoyed sporting events, especially when her children and grandchildren participated. Jean was known for her breakfasts and the many family meals she prepared when out-of-town relatives came to visit the Cosgrove homestead.
The family would like to thank her special caregiver Heather Gratton and her friends who faithfully spent time with her.
Calling hours will be held at Spaulding’s Funeral Home on Friday, November 10, 2017 from 4 to 7 p.m. A Mass of Christian Burial will be held on Saturday, November 11, at 10 a.m. at St. Joseph’s Church with burial at St. Joseph’s Cemetery.
Donations may be made to the Hospice of the North Country or Holy Family School.
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