Monday, December 31, 2012

New Years Eve - 2012

New Years Eve - 2012

Sunday, December 30, 2012

End of 2012

End of 2012

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Remembering LILLIAN ESTHER DEMARCO - 4/4/32 - 11/24/12

 
DeMARCO
LILLIAN ESTHER (DelCARLO)
Formerly of Mount Lebanon, PA, peacefully went to be with the Lord on November 24, 2012 surrounded by her loving family. Lillian was born on July 4, 1932 in Pittsburgh. She was the devoted daughter of Albert and Kateryna (Jaroma) DelCarlo. Lillian graduated from St Justin's High School where she was awarded the Top English Student of the Diocese of Pittsburgh. She attended Mount Mercy College (Carlow University) on a full scholarship, graduating Summa Cum Laude with a BS in English. An outstanding writer with excellent creative and organizational skills, she performed research and document writing at the American Institute of Research in Pittsburgh. Lillian married her college sweetheart, Albert De Marco, on June 11, 1955 after Albert returned from three years of service as a First Lieutenant in the Korean War. They settled in New Martinsville, WV, where they raised five children and became active in the church and community. Albert's work with PPG Industries took them to Akron, OH, Ponce, Puerto Rico and back to Pittsburgh. Lillian's positive attitude, adventurous spirit and resilience helped guide her family through these transitions and other challenges, including her five surgeries for brain tumors. Albert and Lillian celebrated 38 years of marriage before he passed away from ALS in 1993. Lillian was recognized for her loving heart, brilliance, beauty, creativity and dry sense of humor. Always gracious and generous, she loved spending time with her family, offering encouragement, support and confidence. Lillian will be remembered for her ready smile, her positive attitude and her devotion to family and her many friends. A dedicated and loving mother, Lillian is survived by her five children, Dr. Gina De Marco of Mount Lebanon, PA, Dr. Lisa De Marco (Dr. Leonard Goldman) of Potomac, MD, Ava De Marco (Robert Brandegee) of Pittsburgh, Anthony De Marco of Mt. Lebanon, and Dominic (Jamie) De Marco of Peters Township; and five grandchildren, Ashley De Marco, Bryan and Alexa Goldman, Katelin and Sierra Brandegee; and her brother, Carlo Del Carlo of Anaheim Hills, CA. Friends will be received at LAUGHLIN MEMORIAL CHAPEL, 222 Washington Road, Mt. Lebanon, on Friday, November 30 from 2-4 p.m. and 6-8 p.m. Mass of Christian Burial will be offered in St. Bernard Church on Saturday, December 1 at 10:00 a.m. In lieu of flowers, the family suggests contributions to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, 960 Penn Avenue, Suite 1000, Pittsburgh, PA 15222.
www.laughlinfuneralhome.com

Friday, November 16, 2012

Remembering Everett Merle Koerber - 12/27/27 - 11/15/12

Koerber, Everett M., age 84, of Castle Shannon on Thursday, November 15, 2012.  Husband of Doris (Kiggins) Koerber, Father of Mark (Paula) Koerber, Bruce (Jean) Koerber and Janice (Jack Hilty) Koerber; Grandfather of Bartley Jared Anderson, Natalie Koerber and Leah Koerber.  No Visitation.  A Memorial Service will be held at a later time.  In lieu of flowers, his family suggest contributions to Alzheimer's Association @ 1100 Liberty Avenue, Suite E 201 Pittsburgh, PA 15222.  Arrangements entrusted to the Leo J. Henney Funeral Home, Carnegie.  www.leohenneyfuneralhome.com





 
 

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

10 - 2 letter words


If it is to be

It is up to me

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Remembering Ron Morris

Obituary: Ronald Morris / Driven entrepreneur and popular radio host

June 9, 2012 12:06 am

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Ronald Morris
Read more: http://www.post-gazette.com/stories/local/obituaries/obituary-ronald-morris-driven-entrepreneur-and-popular-radio-host-639588/#ixzz1xPeu5nGU


Ronald Morris, a popular radio show host and lifelong entrepreneur whose drive and determination inspired others to overcome adversity, lived by two ageless philosophies during his 40-year career in business: "It's all about results," and "There are no shortcuts."
The successful businessman, host of "The American Entrepreneur Radio Program" and founding director of Duquesne University's Entrepreneurial Studies Program, died Wednesday at his home in Collier from neuro endocrine cell cancer.
Mr. Morris, 62, died from the same illness that killed Apple founder Steve Jobs, a person he greatly admired and considered a spiritual partner in fighting the rare disease. They both were diagnosed in 2004 within months of each other.
"He was very shaken up when Steve Jobs died," said his wife, Karen Morris. "He called me about 10 p.m. that night from Duquesne University, and he was really quiet and distraught. He expected Steve Jobs to live forever. As long as Steve Jobs was alive, he had a partner with this disease.
"I remember him saying 'if that tough [man] is gone, why am I still here?' "
A Pittsburgh native, Mr. Morris grew up in Beechview, Dormont and Brookline, moving 21 times during his young life due to the stormy relationship his parents had, which included them getting married and divorced from each other twice.
"He had to make new friends each time he moved to a new neighborhood school, which had to teach him resilience," Mrs. Morris said. "He had a crazy childhood."
By age 10, Mr. Morris had started a door-to-door egg sales route, which laid the groundwork for dozens of startup companies he developed as a young adult, including a software company that made him a multimillionaire before the age of 30. But that success was followed by disappointment.
Mr. Morris began gambling heavily, and in less than three years, he was broke and living in his car with his dog. He owed nearly $2 million to the Internal Revenue Service and various casinos and bookies.
It took several years, but he was always proud of the fact that he eventually did repay everyone he owed.
"He was sick over seeing all his employees lose their jobs and livelihoods and not be able to feed their families all because he wanted to gamble," Mrs. Morris said. "He never considered himself cured. He was a gambler and he wore a rubber band on his wrist as a reminder not to gamble."
After getting help through Gamblers Anonymous, he developed other successful companies, including JD Warren Inc., a New York Stock Exchange-listed company that helps insurance companies recover third-party deductibles. He sold that company in 1999 and was able to retire from the proceeds.
For the past 12 years, he has been best known for hosting "The American Entrepreneur Radio Program" on WMNY 1360-AM, which is broadcast on 15 stations to an estimated 100,000 listeners.
"He was so well-known we would go to the movie theater and if he just started talking, people would recognize his voice from the radio show," said Mrs. Morris, who added that her husband's willpower for some things was so incredible he could wake himself up whenever he wanted.
"All he had to do was say he wanted to wake up at 5 a.m. and he didn't need an alarm clock," she said.
But there was hardly much time for sleep. Mr. Morris wanted to savor every drop of life, even to the end. Six days before he died, Mr. Morris had just returned from a five-day trip he arranged for 18 people to Palm Springs, Calif.
"With Ron, there was no delineation between play and work," said Brian McMahon, a close friend and CEO of "The American Entrepreneur Radio Program." "He loved what he did, and he was always doing it.
"He was a mentor, one of my best friends and a father figure. He was this incredible presence in my life. Ron was a guy who always had to be doing something. He felt if you weren't doing something, you weren't moving the ball forward."
Despite the highs and lows of running businesses, Mr. Morris' top priority was always his family. He married his wife, Karen, at age 50 and they had a son, Jaxon, and a daughter, Lexi.
He once told Mr. McMahon: "I've started a dozen companies, some of them very successful, but if you think there is anything harder or more rewarding than raising a family, there isn't. They have been my ultimate startup."
Mr. Morris is survived by his wife, son and daughter; his mother, Thelma Morris of Mt. Lebanon; and two brothers, William of Meadville and Gary of Dormont.
The family will hold a private memorial service this weekend. Arrangements will be handled by William Slater II Funeral Home in Green Tree.
The family has announced that Mr. McMahon will help to create a fund to support entrepreneurship.

Tim Grant: tgrant@post-gazette.com or 412-263-1591.
First Published June 9, 2012 12:00 am


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Remembering Monte E. Baker

Obituaries

Information

Monte Baker
Name:
Monte Baker
Date of Death:
Jun 5, 2012
Category:
Current Obituaries

“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body. But rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting Wow… … … what a ride.”

Monte Edward Baker was born August 11, 1952 in Harrisburg, PA to Barbara Jeane and Albert Baker. Monte was born and raised in Steelton Pennsylvania and graduated in 1970 from Steelton-Highspire High School. While attending Steel-High, Monte was very active in the Drama Club and acted in numerous plays and musical productions. He so loved the theater that the caption under his yearbook photo affectionately stated “all the world is a stage, right Monte?”
An accomplished thespian and musician, Monte starred in several summer stock productions at the famed Tedd’s Landing Dinner Theater in Selinsgrove, PA.
As a teenager, Monte’s first job was proudly selling Jet Magazines and he was a stock boy at the P&J’s Grocery Store on Front St. in Steelton. As an adult, he worked for the old Bell Telephone Company as a coin collector and through much training and hard work, he advanced to a management level career with AT&T completing over 20 years of service.
In the late 1990s, Monte also earned his real estate license while continuing to work in the telecommunications field at several corporations in the city. At his passing, Monte was employed by the PA State Police in Harrisburg, PA.
Throughout the years, Monte continued to fulfill his passion for music and theater and travelled frequently to New York City to attend Broadway shows and productions at Radio City Music Hall. Monte was an avid collector of all genres of music from the classical to jazz and blues. He also worked on the sound crew for several local theater groups and sang professionally for the United Church Choir in Harrisburg, PA.
Although an enthusiastic NY Giants fan, Monte’s heart was closest to his hometown Steel High Steamrollers. He recently served as the President of the Steelton Pride and Legacy Club which supports the Steel-High football team.
Monte was a devoted son to his mother, BJ Baker with whom he had a close and loving relationship throughout the years. She proudly referred to him as “Son”; he always called her “Babe”.
On Tuesday, June 5, 2012, Monte made a sudden, but peaceful transition into eternal life. He was preceded in death by his grandparents, Mary W. and Jefferson Stevenson. He is survived by his parents Barbara J. Baker and Albert Baker (Philadelphia, PA); sisters, Stephanie J. (Gainesville, VA) and M. Angela (Washington, DC); devoted and loving companion, Janelle Hersch and her family (Summerdale, PA) and Michele Zlogar Baker (Middletown, PA) widow and friend.
Services for Monte will be Wednesday, June 13th at 11AM in the Hooper Memorial Home Inc. The viewing will be private. His final resting place will be in Indiantown Gap National Cemetery.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people

Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people
1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor
Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student
And had breezed through the questions until I read

The last one:

"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the
Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
Dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if
the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely, " said the professor.. "In your careers,
You will meet many people. All are significant.. They

deserve your attention and care, even if all you do
Is smile and say "hello.."

I've never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her
Name was Dorothy.

2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American
Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway
Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had
Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.
Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally
Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man
Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and
Put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his

address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a
Knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a

giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A
Special note was attached.

It read:
"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway
The other night. The rain drenched not only my
Clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
Husband's' bedside just before he passed away... God
Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving
Others."

Sincerely,

Mrs. Nat King Cole.


3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those
Who serve.

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in
Front of him.

"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
Studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the
Waitress was growing impatient..

"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.

The little boy again counted his coins.

"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
The table and walked away The boy finished the ice
cream, paid the cashier and left.. When the waitress
Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the
Table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish
were two nickels and five pennies..

You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had
To have enough left to leave her a tip.

4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path.

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a
Roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if
Anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the
King's' wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by
And simply walked around it.. Many loudly blamed the
King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
Anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of
Vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the
peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the
stone to the side of the road. After much pushing
and straining, he finally succeeded. After the
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed

a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the
person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve
our condition.

5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts...

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who
was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness. The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister.

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save
her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed
next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing
the color returning to her cheek. Then his face
grew pale and his smile faded.

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her.