Marianne
Simone (with the blue background) has particularly horrible memorial text as well.
She's also pictured sporting the sim-preferred zebra camouflage style that BrainV identified.
If she were fake, would her name be carved in stone? It's a very impressive display!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sheenachi/2831593125/
ACCIDENTALLY BEHEADED BY PHOTOSHOP: LOOK CAREFULLY AT RIGHT SIDE OF NECK
[work in process: some interesting picture pairs and ridiculous vicsim details emerge.]
Note the zebra-camo dress, the identical portraits with hand added on shoulder, etc. Wedding anniversary on September 11.
http://www.voicesofseptember11.org/dev/ ... 7680552364
http://www.9-11heroes.us/v/Marianne_Simone.php
http://www.voicesofseptember11.org%2Fdev%2Fmemorial_biography.php%253Fidbio%3D1248925960?ion=biography&wrt_id=110
In Memoriam: Marianne Teresa Simone
"Meena"
Age: 62
Place of Residence: Staten Island, NY
Location on 9/11: One WTC, 101st Floor
Occupation: Cantor Fitzgerald, Communications Specialist
Hometown: Brooklyn, NY
Dedicated Memorial Sites:
St. Clements Church Memorial (Matawan)
Biography:
Marianne Simone, born Marianne Teresa
Liquori was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. She once wrote that one of her proudest accomplishments was
playing the piano at Carnegie Hall at a young age. She was raised with strong Italian traditions, which in later years contributed to her fantastic cooking. She had two younger sisters, Virginia and Lucille. The family later moved to Staten Island, where she remained until her death. After Marianne’s parents passed away she became the matriarch of the family. She had close ties to her family and was there for everyone in good times and bad.
She was married to her childhood sweetheart on September 11, 1960. They remained married for twenty five years. They had three children together.
Marianne’s eldest daughter Teresa [do Italian's name daughters with mom's middle name?] and her mom had a special bond. They not only shared a strong parent/child relationship, they were also best friends. They spent many a day laughing, talking and sharing in each others everyday life. She was a key component in Teresa’s family life with her
husband Brad, son Bradley, Krystal and Alexis.
Her second child Lisa gave her mom the normal trouble a close mother/daughter relationship often encounters. Lisa always had a home at her moms. They had a deep unconditional love for each other. Lisa had a medical condition that her mom always helped her bear. She would often help Lisa with the care of her three small children, Christopher, Nichole and Michael (
who was born the same day as Marianne in 2001). She had a respect and love for Lisa’s husband Rich.
Lisa’s relationship with her mom evolved into a very emotional and spiritual love and understanding for one another.
Her youngest son Stephen lived with his mom until he left to marry Carolyn
eleven months prior to his mom’s death. Marianne lived with Stephen longer than she had lived with anyone her entire life. We often joked that they were like an old married couple. They would quarrel over nonsense and finish each other’s sentences.
Stephen watched helplessly as his beloved, beautiful mothers building crumbled. He knew immediately that she was gone because he felt a piece of himself die. Stephen has since had a daughter Alyssa Marianne, and
another child on the way that his mom will never meet.
We, Marianne’s children, continue each day to live with a large hole in our hearts, a void only a mother can fill, a void only Marianne can fill with her loving, caring, humorous nature. She was always there for anyone that needed her. She had close extended family ties and friendships that will forever feel the loss in her absence.
She worked for Cantor Fitzgerald for eighteen years.
I need to think that she died looking into the eyes of the people she had grown to know and love throughout the many years. I pray that she was not alone and her positive outlook on life gave her hope until she took her final breath.
Mommy, until we meet again?I love you.
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To Lisa, Teresa, and Steven:
Your mother was my dear friend whom I loved very much. I have the best memories of our 18 years of friendship. I shared 18 birthdays with her and many, many laughs. As I sit here typing this, she would want me to smile and give you guys a big hug! We shared many moments in our lives. She will always be in my heart.... I miss her terribly. I miss her laughter and her friendship. I remember my last conversation with her on the day before.... I will cherish that for the rest of my life. God bless you, and I would love to hear from you.
Warmest regards,
Marilyn
*** Posted by Marilyn Francisco on 2010-09-07 ***
Marianne Simone is my mother. She was a loving, caring person. She was beautiful on the inside and on the outside. She brought joy and laughter to those that knew her. She was a young, vivacious 62-year old with the innocence and optimism of a teenager. She thought of her future and all she had yet to accomplish. She was a mom who shared her wisdom yet was always willing to learn more. Her mind was always open to new ideas, and she was continuing to develop herself. She was a grandmother. She took the children for walks, put makeup on them, and simply listened to music with them. She was our friend, and yet she was our anchor. Her calendar was always full with invitations from those who valued her friendship. She added life to wherever she was. Marianne Simone loved to laugh, and she loved to live.
*** Posted by lisa simone cardinali on 2009-04-22 ***
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From the NYT memorial:
Still Young at Heart
Marianne Simone had the comic sense of a Lucille Ball. "If you were in a room with her, you would be laughing," said Teresa Har
grave, her daughter.
Once, Mrs. Simone, 62, a communications specialist at Cantor Fitzgerald,
dyed her hair and scrunched it up, and went to work with hair as orange as a carrot. Another time she ordered a tree from a gardening catalog, decided she didn't like it, and insisted on dragging it back to the post office so she could return it.
Then there was the time she was in a Duane Reade store in her
5,000 mink coat and a lipstick got caught in the cuff without her realizing it. She set off the theft alarm, and the guard took a mug shot of her with the lipstick she had supposedly stolen underneath. Mrs. Simone loved to tell people she could not go back to Duane Reade for months after.
She was in many ways still a teenager. Recently, she stayed up till 2 a.m. at her daughter's, playing poker with Mrs. Hargrave's husband, Bradley. "They were laughing and yelling," said Mrs. Hargrave. "She said he was cheating. He said she was cheating." Mrs. Hargrave had to tell the two of them to keep it down, as if they were a couple of kids.