A Letter from Frank Tampone

I would walk into my Mom’s room and feel the water pitcher. If it was cold with ice, I knew Marie was  taking care of her. Such a small thing, but Marie did hundreds of small things in taking care of Dorothy. She did it in a warm caring way. She loved my Mom as I am sure she loved all the residents in her care. Such a hard job, but she has a gift from God to take care of elderly people.

Myself and my family will always remember Marie Nazaire with love.

Submitted by:

Frank Tampone, son of Dorothy Tampone

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