Dorcas was my best friend. She was born exactly one week after I was born. We were both Aires. She lived on Cornell, one block over from my house. We laughed and played together ALL theTIME. She was my best friend and like me, we both had 2 younger brothers. So she was my sister too and we rode our bikes together, explored all the neighborhoods and laughed and laughed. I love her laugh. There was something special about her laugh; it was infectious.
All through elementary and middle schools we were Best friends. In some ways wer were so different, but I hardly noticed. We were too busy laughing.
Then high scholl came and in 10th grade our parents let us go to the Worlds Fair together, alone, just the two of us!! We discovered Belgian waffles with whipped cream and strawberries. We had so much fun we forgot to check the train schedule. Finally arriving at eht E. Northport train station at 2 a.m. we were in a lot of trouble! But nothing stopped us. Laughter was our vehicle.
I made several trips to upstane Warrensburg after her parents moved there. We had our first skiing experience at Gore Mountain and of course, we didn't know what we were doing. We fell and laughed all the way down the mountain. I remember the huge bruise she had on her butt - boy did we laugh!
I went away to college and we lost touch for a while, but never did we lose our connection. she was really there for me when my Mom died and that was tremendously comforting.
We would text each other on our birthdays arrrived. We could never forget, exactly one week apart.
Dorcas was my Best Friend until I met Tracy Kiernan. Tracy called me to le me know about Dorcas and how suddenly she had passed. We didn't get to say goodbye and I am beyond heart broken that I will never again laugh with Dorcas.
Dorcas was an Endless Joy, a kind heart, a faithful friend, a trusted confidant.
She wrote in my 1968 yearbook: "You've been the greatest frined any one person could want....Love you always." AND I will love her ALWAYS.
Thank you to the class of 1968 for being a kind ear to Our Story.
Patrice Yourdon
My condolences. I knew Dorcas as girls. A small joy in a large world I remember making candles with her with glitter ! A fine girl and woman. ❤️
Kenneth Schneider
GOD HAS A TRUE ANGEL
Patricia Schmitt (Amore)
My prayers to the family
Linda Fazio (Fazio)
Dorcas was my best friend. She was born exactly one week after I was born. We were both Aires. She lived on Cornell, one block over from my house. We laughed and played together ALL theTIME. She was my best friend and like me, we both had 2 younger brothers. So she was my sister too and we rode our bikes together, explored all the neighborhoods and laughed and laughed. I love her laugh. There was something special about her laugh; it was infectious.
All through elementary and middle schools we were Best friends. In some ways wer were so different, but I hardly noticed. We were too busy laughing.
Then high scholl came and in 10th grade our parents let us go to the Worlds Fair together, alone, just the two of us!! We discovered Belgian waffles with whipped cream and strawberries. We had so much fun we forgot to check the train schedule. Finally arriving at eht E. Northport train station at 2 a.m. we were in a lot of trouble! But nothing stopped us. Laughter was our vehicle.
I made several trips to upstane Warrensburg after her parents moved there. We had our first skiing experience at Gore Mountain and of course, we didn't know what we were doing. We fell and laughed all the way down the mountain. I remember the huge bruise she had on her butt - boy did we laugh!
I went away to college and we lost touch for a while, but never did we lose our connection. she was really there for me when my Mom died and that was tremendously comforting.
We would text each other on our birthdays arrrived. We could never forget, exactly one week apart.
Dorcas was my Best Friend until I met Tracy Kiernan. Tracy called me to le me know about Dorcas and how suddenly she had passed. We didn't get to say goodbye and I am beyond heart broken that I will never again laugh with Dorcas.
Dorcas was an Endless Joy, a kind heart, a faithful friend, a trusted confidant.
She wrote in my 1968 yearbook: "You've been the greatest frined any one person could want....Love you always." AND I will love her ALWAYS.
Thank you to the class of 1968 for being a kind ear to Our Story.