Marco A Miranda
August 23, 1927 – March 8, 2018
Marco was a chemical engineer by training, Union Carbide International executive by merit and a writer by obsession. He lived in Dunwoody, Georgia for the last 25 years, since moving from Europe, with his wife Elena and their children.
A celebration of Marco's life will be held from 6-8 PM on Thursday, March 22, 2018 at H.M. Patterson & Son - Oglethorpe Hill, 4550 Peachtree Rd, Brookhaven, GA 30319.
In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations to:
Alzheimer Association Metro Atlanta Regional Office 41 Perimeter Center East, Suite 550 Atlanta, GA 30346 (404)728-1148
Celebration of Life
6:00 pm - 8:00 pm
H.M. Patterson & Son-Oglethorpe Hill Chapel
4550 Peachtree Road Ne
Marco A Miranda
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March 19, 2018
To my good friend Marco,
You were always such a great gentleman who will be missed by all. With your creativity and outlook, your worldly adventures certainly came alive and were enjoyed by everyone who had the good fortune to know you. Here is a scotch salute to my wonderful friend and tremendous writer. I look forward to us meeting up again down the road, laughing together, and sharing great times...and more scotch, now that there are no doctors around to tell you otherwise.
Cheers...you are a great pal forever,
March 18, 2018
I will miss you, abuelo. Be well..
March 17, 2018
You asked me time and again about your old golf clubs and I always tried to change the subject, for I feared and suspected you wanted them back. I now confess: I was the one who had them all these years. I'm the actual and sole "curator" of those vintage clubs. The truth is, that hanging on to them made me feel closer to you.
You had a gift father: you charmed, enamoured or fascinated mostly every person who came into your life in ways I've never seen in any other human being. Well, maybe Isabel Preysler comes to mind ;)
I apologize for torturing you [and every family member] with my Supertramp vinyl records during my teenage years... and I apologize for not having said this enough [to you]
I love You with all my heart
Hopefully, someday, we will resume our surreal and quirky conversations on art, your beloved Switzerland, Spanish lentil soup, hinges or the meaning of life on earth. In the meantime, "I'll keep that love light shining through each night and day".
Per sempre tua figlia,
March 17, 2018
While at Oklahoma State in 40's, my dad, who had no formal musical training, felt nonetheless called upon to lead the college orchestra. That was him all over. He went even further and had an album made, for which he drew the cover and wrote the appreciative review at the back.
I may have grown up with the Rock and Pop of het 60's and 70's, but I cherish the music from this album, because dad made it and it tells of other times and other sentiments.
March 17, 2018
There are so many memories I could recount, but the common thread running through all of them is the humor and
playfulness my father displayed. Playful with a mischievous streak. Mix that with the religious schooling he must have received during his early years in Peru, and one will understand his many biblical jokes, told with good-spirited humor. It may not have been high theology, but it was Sunday school after a fashion.
My dad made my wife Helen feel immediately welcome in the family after our wedding. In her words: "He was a bit nutty and I couldn't have wished for a sweeter father in law. Being with him was always fun. We will all miss him".
While some of us may dwell on misfortunes, he preferred to see the bright side of things. I think his greatest gift to me and others is a constant sense of hope and a feeling that every new day, even if cloudy, starts with a ray of sunshine.
March 15, 2018
I am at a point in my life where you value life, loved ones and nature in ways not possible before. The news of my father passing away has left me with a deep sense of loss and unmitigated pain.
I am not alone as I know others feel the same.
For the last days I have been recalling fond memories of our relationship.
There are many moments that come to mind. A special instant was when he bought the necessary equipment needed to organize a team for me and all my friends in order to play baseball during a summer in some field outside Madrid.
I was a kid then but I remember it vividly. The cows weren’t very happy with our sports aspirations and made sure to “ mark ”their territory as to dissuade us. But dad persevere and we had a wonderful summer playing baseball while avoiding cow minefields.
Kind of a metaphor for what would come later in life now that I think of it.
Years later when I saw, while at college, the movie “ Field of dreams “ with my girlfriend at the time, she thought I had an exaggerated reaction to the film. Particularly at the end of the movie.
When the lights came up and she noticed all men were reacting the same way she immediately understood.
The end of that movie and the simple but tender and moving moment of dad and son playing catch brought back dear memories in me.
Again, I am not alone as I know others feel the same.
Dad and I not always saw eye to eye on many issues but I have always loved him and I know the feeling was mutual.
I am happy to see that he is loved and appreciated and I want to join in the feeling.
Wherever you are now ( and I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a heavenly golf course involved ) I send you my love and appreciation.
March 14, 2018
from all the family in Spain, we send our prayers and memories.
I remember Uncle Marco in our birthdays. You could allways have fun and being surprised with him. He was so brilliant.
And then I grew up and I realized that he was also and amazing and unique person, when I visited you that summer.
Today, I am thankful of the moments that we share, and the time he was in Spain. It was a allways a pleasure, with him.
with our love,
Sonia and the family
March 14, 2018
Uncle Marco, my dad's brother, was one of the kindest, most loving person I have ever met.
He gave me a lot of support at a challenging time in my life. He had a great wit and sense of humor with a great twinkle in the eye and a smile was never far away....
I enjoyed his company and Elena's since 1999 when I moved to Atlanta. The lovely cheerful parties we celebrated enjoying Elena's succulent meals, ending with us all dancing will always be close to my heart. My husband Mike clicked with him where laughter and good times were present when we all met....
I am sure dear Uncle Marco is celebrating with cheer with the Miranda siblings, parents and family. My dad playing the piano with Titi Elvira, my parents dancing to a tango....they are having a great celebration in the honor of a very lovely person we all enjoyed in life: Uncle Marco.
Bless you, dear Uncle.....rest in joy, in peace, and enjoy being back Home! We will meet again.