March 7
March 7
Thinking of you today, Gram. Love you, always.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Dorothy Bodine, 101, born on November 23, 1912 and passed away on March 7, 2014. We will remember her forever.
We welcome your tributes, stories and photographs. If you upload any photos, please be sure to add a brief caption to help others appreciate the memory.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Visiting Nurse Service & Hospice of Suffolk, Inc, in honor of Dorothy.
Visiting Nurse Service & Hospice of Suffolk, Inc
505 Main Street
Northport, NY 11768
631-261-7200
https://www.visitingnurseservice.org/
Tributes
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November 23, 2017
November 23, 2017
Thinking of you today, Gram.
love,
Greg
love,
Greg
March 7, 2016
March 7, 2016
Thinking of you always, Gram.
November 23, 2015
November 23, 2015
Thinking of you today, Gram...and missing you so much. Love to you always.
March 7, 2015
March 7, 2015
We miss you and love you always, Gram.
March 16, 2014
March 16, 2014
I only met Ed’s grandmother, Ms. Dorothy Moffett, a few times in the past. However, I remember her as someone who was so generous with full of warm smiles.
My daughter, Hope, said that she had been so grateful to Ms. Moffett since she treated her very nicely and kindly irrespective of cultural difference.
We cannot see her, who was so bright and kind anymore, on this world. However, we truly believe and pray that she is now resting in everlasting peace in the Heaven.
We also send our condolence to our in-law, Mr. Oliver Bodine and his family.
Hope’s Mom and Dad in Los Angeles
My daughter, Hope, said that she had been so grateful to Ms. Moffett since she treated her very nicely and kindly irrespective of cultural difference.
We cannot see her, who was so bright and kind anymore, on this world. However, we truly believe and pray that she is now resting in everlasting peace in the Heaven.
We also send our condolence to our in-law, Mr. Oliver Bodine and his family.
Hope’s Mom and Dad in Los Angeles
March 11, 2014
March 11, 2014
Somewhere beyond your
101st trip around
a star only slightly brighter
than you are
you glided where others
seemed to grind
the discovery of
living as choice
had replaced existing
and now your echoing voice
is a song about how to choose
you lived in the science of
nothing to lose
as you wore a groove
to joy and laughter
a heaven called now
your opening number
to the hereafter.
We are so happy for the chance
to match our stumbles to your footsteps
as we follow in your dance.
101st trip around
a star only slightly brighter
than you are
you glided where others
seemed to grind
the discovery of
living as choice
had replaced existing
and now your echoing voice
is a song about how to choose
you lived in the science of
nothing to lose
as you wore a groove
to joy and laughter
a heaven called now
your opening number
to the hereafter.
We are so happy for the chance
to match our stumbles to your footsteps
as we follow in your dance.
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Recent Tributes
March 7
March 7
Thinking of you today, Gram. Love you, always.
November 23, 2017
November 23, 2017
Thinking of you today, Gram.
love,
Greg
love,
Greg
March 7, 2016
March 7, 2016
Thinking of you always, Gram.
Gallery
Hope & Ed Wedding visit Long island
Teddy One Years Party
Oyster Bay, NY
In her reading chair
On Vitamin Sea
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95th Birthday
Dorothy and Bertil
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Recent stories
An Audio Memoir--The Early Years
March 12, 2014
Protecting Children from Consequences Foreign and Domestic
March 12, 2014
When I was a young chap of 17 or so, I finally got the keys to the family Jaguar to run an errand for my mother (Dorothy). Having had several hours of driving training, with my father in the passenger seat, I felt hugely confident and was eager to test the Jags potential on my own. It wasn't long before I crunched the right front fender against a stone wall. Sheepishly returning home I told Mom about the damage. She quickly arranged to get the car to a repair shop before Dad got home and later told him something about the engine needing fixing. Dad never found out. . . thanks Mom, you saved my bacon, sorry Dad.
Induction Day US Naval Academy 1965
March 11, 2014
by John Bodine
Still eager and cheery before checking in, Mom was keeping a stiff upper lip as her youngest was about to depart for college. By the end of the day my head was shaved, my civvies were gone, and Mom was teary eyed as we said good-bye.