OBITUARY

Marco A Miranda

August 23, 1927March 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

Services

  • Celebration of Life Thursday, March 22, 2018
REMEMBERING

Marco A Miranda

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Margarita Miranda

May 6, 2018

The last time I was with Marco and Elena in Atlanta, I tried to see a glimmer of the talented, imaginative, funny man that I had known for more that 40 years. Sadly, he was not there any more and, it was at that moment, that I started mourning him. As sad as it was to hear that he had passed away, I was relieved that he didn't have to struggle with that horrible illness that slowly but inexorably took away his talents and charm.

Marco meant the world to Felipe, the children and me. The brotherly bond that they shared had grown stronger when both of them attended Oklahoma State University in the late 1940s, and it never faltered. Their relationship was always based on love, admiration and respect for one another's strengths and talents, with Felipe always the straight man to Marco's comedic routines.

That is the Marco I choose to remember, and whose life I celebrate.

Charo Villegas

March 22, 2018

He sentido muchísimo recibir esta noticia. Muchísimo. El Señor Miranda era un Caballero como no he conocido otro. Fue como un padre para mí. En momentos muy difíciles para mi y para mi marido Espedito, el me dio mucha esperanza y consuelo. Se portó como un Padre.
Ricky, Mosh, Felipe, Linda,... Habéis sido una familia para mi y una familia que no podré olvidar Nunca.
Que Dios lo acoja en el Cielo.

Con cariño,
Charo

I G

March 22, 2018

Mi más sentido pésame a la familia Miranda , que Jehova los ayude a superar este dolor tan profundo y les de las fuerzas con la esperanza que tenemos en su promesas de ver de nuevo a nuestros seres más queridos que nos an dejado ( Juan 5:28,29 )

Mosh Miranda

March 22, 2018

Nunca me olvidaré de aquellos viajes largos que hacíamos mi padre y yo, camino a Cannes o Montecarlo, y las miles de historias que se inventaba por el camino. Siempre nos reíamos al pasar por La Almunia de Doña Godina. Ahí creábamos el mundo fantástico de la vieja Godina y las huestes de Don Diego de Miranda que bajaban del norte a conquistar a las damas de tan distinguido pueblo. Mi padre fue siempre la imaginación y el humor; fue mi madre y mi padre a la vez; fue mi mejor amigo, mi compañero, mi espíritu, mi confesor, mi pasado, mi Dios...y lo echo mucho de menos. Lo amaba mucho, mucho, y deseo que su energía siga regenerándose, siga creciendo el zen que sembró en la tierra. Adiós papá, te quiero, buen viaje, saluda a la vieja Godina.

Jose Manuel Lorenzo

March 22, 2018

No estéis demasiado tristes.Duerme en la esperanza de la resurreccion para Jesús
La vida de una persona se mide tambien por recuerdos.Dejaste recuerdos en esta tierra, España...el hombre emprendedor, el buen consejero
Jose Manuel Lorenzo
Consuelo Illera

carmen Lorenzo

March 21, 2018

I feel that our dear Marco is no longer with us. When was my son Dani was born, he saw his hands and he said: " Dani will be a great golfer".
But... Dani became a basketball player.

Marco loved us so much.

I would like to have special thought for Elena, Chan y Ena, for her love and total dedication to Marco during his illness.
Elena has not stopped working and she has looked after her husband without resting at night.

All my love for my beloved cousin and my nephews. And and my prayers for the soul Marco.

Mamen

Ena Miranda

March 20, 2018

When I was younger, my dad and I had a fun tradition every summer. He would wake me up at 7am on a Saturday (I know, it's child abuse), while my mom and brother slept and we'd drive down the street to the local Harris Teeter grocery store, or how my dad would call it, " Mr. and Mrs. Teeter." We'd go straight to the bakery where dad would buy one plain donut, the morning paper and whatever Archie comic I was eyeing. We'd sit in the cafe reading our respective literature and he would always give me half of his donut. After that he'd take me to Waffle House where we would order our usual: one waffle with two strips of bacon. Him with his coffee, me with my chocolate milk, finishing our food while discussing the colorful array of patrons in the restaurant, was my idea of a perfect Saturday. My dad was vastly different in his last 3 years of life, but all I can remember now is those mornings, and how he always made me laugh at the dinner table. Miss you papa love you very much, thanks for making me a chubby kid.

-Cous Cous

Angel Lorenzo

March 20, 2018


To my dear cousins, although far away, I hope you feel a warmth full of courage, respect and support for the loss of a great man like Marco was. Cheer up Elena, encourage Ena and Chan.
A strong kiss from your cousin
Angel (Madrid, Spain)

Carlos Lorenzo

March 20, 2018

Dear family,

I keep in mind the occasions in which we could gather in Spain. Every day that we met were always moments of joy with you, cousin Elena and family. We will keep with a smile your memory in our heart

Carlos Lorenzo and family

Warren Ludlam

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,

Warren