Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Marcie's Life Sketch

 Delivered by Me at Marcie’s Funeral Aug, 19, 2015

I had a chance to sit at Marcie’s bedside and reminisce with her about her 54 years  or life and would like to share some of the highlights she mentioned with  all of you.  Marcie Cole Call was  born March 26, 1961 in Salt Lake City, Utah and lived most of her life in Bountiful, Utah.…1st born daughter to Lyle and Sheri Cole, . She always looked like  dad’s mom…. but she always acted more “spiffy”  like Mom’s mom,  Eulala Butters.
From the beginning it was always Marcie and Melinda…”Sarcie” and “ La”--- Being only a year apart, mom dressed us as twins for years…she made us matching outifts and coats, …. but Marcie got the long hair and I had the short since Mom only wanted to do one head of hair.
We did everything together……we were pretty inseparable.  We thought we were “in charge” of the 1200 south Bountiful neighborhood where we grew up…and made dirt filled gutter water root beer floats for the neighbor kids.   We sold my mother’s cherries without her knowledge up and down the street in our red wagon and put on her blue nightgown set,  stood on our dresser, called ourselves the “Blue Birds”  and sang Donny Osmond songs at the top of our lungs. Sarcie and I shared a bedroom for 10 years, and could drive each other nuts with our clean side/  messy side  tape down the middle of it.  We slept under a quilt made by our Grandma Cole out of all sorts of fabric and loved playing “I spy” with the quilt blocks as we fell asleep.  We also played “Timber” and chopped our “tree” arms down on top of each other.  Uncle Brad taught us this….   We had a golden childhood with parents who loved each other, grandparents right up the hill, a swimming pool to spend all of our summer days in and plenty of cousins around.
When Adam, Liz and Angela joined us as siblings, Marcie took her responsibility as oldest very seriously.  We now had the big girls, Adam and the little girls.  Marcie was that perfect-and-right-oldest-know-it-all child. One quintessential moment from our childhood  is one night we were all setting the table  with Dad, Marcie was being her bossy-sassy self… and instead of Dad pouring the water into the cups he threw the contents in  Marcie’s face.  We all gasped…and knew not to  do or say whatever it was she just did.
Our family move to 800 East. Bountiful, in 1972,  (the house my dad still lives in), was difficult for Marcie. She was going into 6th grade and felt like she had “no friends” and I remember so many talks on the stairs with Marcie crying and my mom putting her back together with her wonderful words of wisdom. Marcie was so happy when Teresa Toone moved in and it helped that her favorite Bountiful elementary school 5th grade teacher ,Mr. Todd was in the ward.
Marcie did theatre, choir and debate at Bountiful High School, with me-her little sister tagging along of course, and we shared Choir trips to Canada complete with  nude beaches,   Senior Crimes and productions of Kiss me Kate and  Irene.    Infact, Marcie’s first kiss was during Funny Girl…. At BHS…back stage as a sophomore… she fell for the “I bet you a nickel I can kiss you with out touching you” routine.
Marcie is a Red color code personality and she met another Red,  Gary Call during her 2nd year as a Theatre Major at Weber State.  The Bill and Mary Call family had moved into our ward when their son Jeff was a Senior in HS .  Jeff shared a seminary class with Marcie.…and he always told Marcie , “you would like my brother”…. “I need to set you up with my brother”…and Marcie always thought…”why would I like your brother?… I barely like you. “  Well Jeff was right.  
On their first date in  the fall of 1980… after talking in Gary’s car for hours and hours, Marcie came in crying that she  met the guy she was going to marry and now he was going to ruin all of her plans.  They got married June, 12 1981…. On a beautiful sunny day that in an instant turned into a windy, hail storm and chased the whole “Somewhere in Time” themed out door wedding, indoors.  It was memorable.  I was her maid of honor…and she was mine of course.
Marcie had a knack for creating beautiful, magazine worthy spaces out of interesting old houses and apartments wherever she lived….She and Gary lived in Roy above the old Roy movie theatre, in an old  house in Salem while they ran the Spanish Fork Main Street movie theatre,  In a Provo condo when Gary went to Beauty School,  in an old House in Farmington,  and finally settled back in Bountiful in their current home on Davis Blvd….just when they were thinking of moving out of  this home, it  burned down in a terrible- after Christmas- fire on Dec. 28, 1992…..they lost everything, but each other.   They lived in a condo for a few months,  then at my parents home for 2 years…during which time their home was expanded and rebuilt and Hayden was born.   They feel so blessed to have stayed in the 14th ward for  the past  27 years.
Our time singing in the Cole Collection…was wonderful…all of us sisters, and Mom and sometimes Grandma Butters.. sang at Christmas time from 1988 to 2001  We later had Megan and the Cole girls join as well. One of our favorite  times as sisters…was being in Nunsense with Mom directing and Marcie as the Mother Superior…..this was the perfect part for her…
Marcie helped run the Call family owned Kaysville theatre.  She  designed and costumed dozens of shows for Bountiful High School.  Marcie loved to throw a great party, sew, paint, cook, decorate, travel around the world with her sweetheart  and be with her children, Jordan and his wife Laurie, Megan, Nelson and Hayden. Marcie was an avid Red Sox baseball fan, traveled to NYC many times to see Broadway shows and attended the temple weekly with her children.  She was the perfect grandmother  called “gra-marcie” and  adored Ryan, Carson and baby Drew who was born on Marcie’s birthday this past March.
Marcie loved our Cole family Bear Lake week…and we all treasured the time spent with her this summer.   Marcie enjoyed her many church callings, and couldn’t decide if Relief Society, Young Women’s  or Primary was the best place to be…she just loved them all while she was doing them....especially girl’s camp. Marcie enjoyed her book club ladies, birthday lunch friends and her scripture  group.
Marcie was diagnosed with Cancer on May 1st…she passed on 3 ½ months later On August 13, 2015 in Bountiful Utah --a fighter to the end ,with her  “it is what it is” attitude in tact.

Marcie ready for the viewing. She really didn't look like herself but so much better than the day she died. 

Ryan loves his grandma and made sure she had some taffy to take with her to heaven.  At the cemetery he hugged the casket and sang, "Are you lonesome tonight " to her. 
Pallbearers:  Jordan, Aaron, Chad Call, Addison, Truman, Monson, Landon, Hayden, Nelson
As the casket was brought up the hill Ryan insisted on helping. He sang a song about "going up the mountain." It was so sweet.
Melinda with Aunt Diane, Dad with Megan, Hayden with Monson, Laila, Melinda and Lindsey. 

My crazy siblings....

Marcie's favorite flower is a Lilly.  We decorated with it and sang, "Consider the Lilies" in a big combined ward and loved ones choir. We sounded heavenly.
Having a swig at the after luncheon was "love, true love" 
My kids have all been so supportive and helpful through all of this and the time I've spent away from them all summer. Life is sweet because they are in it.
Adam dedicated the grave and spoke about a time when we had just moved when Marcie was in 6th grade and Adam was a 2nd grader and was scared one day and went to Marcie's class room and asked for "Mousey" since he couldn't say his "r's". Everyone laughed but Marcie stood up and comforted him. It was sweet. 
This is on the top of Marcie's casket as they lowered it into the ground. 
So many people came to this funeral. She was loved by many. We had a great luncheon after with family. This is Wayne, Zmelinda, Cindy Sweeten, Darlene Ostlund, Gary and Diane Hill. 
I was proud of all of Marcie's children today. Their talks were beautiful and they have great testimonies and love for each other. 

I love this big sister of mine!  Marcie did everything first and I just followed after her.  She was born first, she broke her arm first, she wore glasses first and contacts first, she did school first and theatre and choir first, she went to Weber state first, she got engaged and married first, she had the first  child and bought a house in Bountiful first , had grandchildren first ….and she died first….   I'm counting on my angel momma and my angel sister to be my cheerleaders now.

1 comment:

Andrew and Gina said...

I was hoping you would post something like this today. I've thought of you throughout the day.