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Pauline Margaret Walter Marsh
11/13/1919 — 02/10/2005
From Richland, WA, US | Born in Kennet, Callifornia
Pauline Margaret Walter Marsh
Pauline Margaret Walter Marsh, a resident at 1310 Birch Avenue, Richland since 1950, died of congestive heart failure February 10 at Tri Cities Chaplaincy Hospice House in Kennewick WA. Her daughter, Mary Clizbe, was by her side. Paulines son and live-in caregiver, Anthony Tony Barton Marsh, had preceded her in death by four days.
Pauline was born to Paul Otto Walter and Margaret Rosa Labiche Walter on November 13, 1919 in Kennet CA. Her father was a telegrapher for the Southern Pacific Railroad, and the family moved from state to state in the 1920s: Oregon, British Columbia, Tennessee, Louisiana, Arkansas, then back to Oregon where she met and married Barton Walter Marsh in 1937. His family owned and operated a small sawmill near Brookings OR. Daughter Mary was born in Crescent City CA in 1939. The family moved to a house on Thayer in Richland during the early days of WWII, then to Yakima where Pauline and Barton work in Libbys fruit packing plant. After WWII they returned briefly to the Brookings area to raise sheep and lily bulbs a bad combination when sheep ate the bulbs packed and stacked for shipment. Her husband decided not to be a farmer so they returned to Richland, where Barton was part of the huge construction crew building the Hanford plants, working his way up to plant manager. In 1950 they moved into a newly-constructed Y-house on Birch. Five years later, son Anthony was born at Kadlec Hospital. For long years Pauline was an active parishioner at Christ the King and had fond memories of Father Sweeney and the original church building with its interior decorations of gold painted fleur de lis.
She was very artistic, involving herself in a variety of crafts: baking, writing, sketching, and playing her harmonicas. With an enquiring mind, she was a voracious reader on a wide range of subjects: history, theology, mythology, architecture, etc. She put this information to good use in a large volume of fairy tales she started writing in the 1950s, a passion that occupied much of her time for decades. Off an on over the years, folks would drop by to visit and talk about the stories she used to tell them as children under the huge sycamore tree in her front yard.
Her daughter Mary recalls the many fishing and camping trips the family took, their hobby of rock hounding, the succession of cats her mother always had around she never could turn away a stray, the pride Pauline had in the rock garden she and her husband built around the giant sycamore tree, and especially the stories her mother would tell. These manuscripts will be handed down to Paulines great-grandchildren.
Pauline is at rest with her husband and son in Sunset Memorial Gardens in Richland. She is survived by daughter Mary Germaine Marsh Clizbe a widow living in Oregon, four grandchildren James, Anna, Christopher, and Marcus; and eight great-grandchildren, in Washington, California, and Georgia. A memorial service for Pauline and her son Tony will be held at Christ the King Catholic Church in Richland on Sat., February 26, at 1 p.m. Memorial donations may be made to the Tri Cities Chaplaincy at 2108 W. Entiat, Kennewick, WA 99336-3000.
My thoughts and prayers are with Mary and family. My sister Deb & I were blessed by her warm welcome and tremendously huge heart in 1999 after getting to meet her for the first time. I treasure the memories we shared during the visit and feel very fortunate to have shared the 3 days with my only Aunt on my Dad’s side side of the family.
My most beautiful memory of Aunt Pauline was the time I visited her home a few years ago and we talked for hours about the stories she wrote. My favorite story was the history of the ear rings she had been given from her Aunt in LA. I feel so blessed to have had the chance to get to know her and love her before she joined Bart and Tony in Heaven.
Pauline, I will miss you greatly. You had become my dearest friend. Your keen wit always brought a smile to my face. You and Tony were so kind to me over the last few years while I worked on the mural. The Painting is a combined effort. I couldn’t have done it without you. I merely painted your thoughts. I’ll never forget how you promised “not” to talk to me when I started the painting. I never believed that for a minute Well it took me three years to finish the mural, and it seems there was a lot of time for talking. You shared so many stories from your life experience, the details of the magical world of your fairy tales and we spoke of faith and God. I am thankful for the oportunities I had to pray for you. You were inspirational in many ways and a true friend in Christ Jesus. They say heaven is full of children. It appears they are getting a new story teller. Heaven gained a wonderful gift when Pauline arrived at those great pearl gates.
I love you and miss you and will see again someday.
My thoughts and prayers are with Mary and family. My sister Deb & I were blessed by her warm welcome and tremendously huge heart in 1999 after getting to meet her for the first time. I treasure the memories we shared during the visit and feel very fortunate to have shared the 3 days with my only Aunt on my Dad’s side side of the family.
My most beautiful memory of Aunt Pauline was the time I visited her home a few years ago and we talked for hours about the stories she wrote. My favorite story was the history of the ear rings she had been given from her Aunt in LA. I feel so blessed to have had the chance to get to know her and love her before she joined Bart and Tony in Heaven.
Pauline, I will miss you greatly. You had become my dearest friend. Your keen wit always brought a smile to my face. You and Tony were so kind to me over the last few years while I worked on the mural. The Painting is a combined effort. I couldn’t have done it without you. I merely painted your thoughts. I’ll never forget how you promised “not” to talk to me when I started the painting. I never believed that for a minute Well it took me three years to finish the mural, and it seems there was a lot of time for talking. You shared so many stories from your life experience, the details of the magical world of your fairy tales and we spoke of faith and God. I am thankful for the oportunities I had to pray for you. You were inspirational in many ways and a true friend in Christ Jesus. They say heaven is full of children. It appears they are getting a new story teller. Heaven gained a wonderful gift when Pauline arrived at those great pearl gates.
I love you and miss you and will see again someday.
A sincere thank you to all who joined us at the service and to all who shared their love and lives with Grandma Pauline and Uncle Tony. We continue to remember all of the happy memories together. My wife Marian and I are so blessed that our only son Weston Chad Clizbe was able to spend quality time with his only Great Grandmother during the last three years. Weston loved her dearly and already cherishes the time he spent with her. We find peace knowing that Grandpa Bart, Grandma Pauline and Uncle Tony are together again with our Lord in heaven.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Little momma honey,
I hope you were pleased with the lovely memorial mass Fr. Tom held for you and your son. Didn’t you thrill to the soloist’s talent, especially with “Ave Maria”? I picked it especially for you. Many of Tony’s and your friends were there, as you must know — I’m sure you were present. So you saw two of your grandsons and your great grandson and his mom, and me, of course. I felt your presence. Miss you, mom. I’m honored we had such a special time of closeness during your and Tony’s last days. It was a privilege to be with you and to pamper you. Your stories won’t die–I’m going to pass them down to your great grandchildren, who will continue the tradition. And I’m going to see to it that your adored giant sycamore tree continues to stand as a memorial to you and the stories you told to children under it’s boughs. Those children, adults now, continue to talk about your fairy tales. You touched many lives, mom, with your imagination and your kindness and your wisdom. You left a legacy you can be proud of. I am.
And don’t worry about your cats! I’m doing my best to see to it they all have good homes.
Love you now and always.
your little mary honey
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