Marilyn G. DeLuna
April 28, 1947 – August 5, 2018
Marilyn G. DeLuna, 71, passed away on August 4th, 2018 after fighting cancer for the past ten years. She was born to the late Joseph & Mary D’Elia, April 28th, 1947, in the Bronx, New York and was the youngest of two children. She graduated from Katharine Gibbs School in NYC where she learned office management. Mom was a hard worker (which is the biggest understatement ever). She worked for the ENT department at Einstein & Montefiore for 25 years as well as Einstein College of Medicine for 22 years before retiring in 2014. She would always go out of her way to make sure whatever the job was – it was getting done professionally and efficiently. She would also go out of her way to help others with differing tasks that didn’t overlap her own duties. Even when getting cancer treatment, our mom would not miss a day of work. She would make sure that the treatment was ready before she would go to the doctor’s office and be back to her job right after. Through her hard work, she has touched so many lives and leaves behind an undying mark. Mom is survived by a large extended family that will miss her dearly as well as her loving husband, Joe; two loving children, Michael and Jared; two loving daughters-in-law, Anna and Arielle, three loving grandchildren, Sonya, Andrew, and Noel; and a loving sister, Roseanne and her husband Al. The thing that we will all miss most about our mom is the stories of her youth…The ones where she and the cousins would get into trouble and yet she would always be the one that would get in the least amount of trouble even though she was mixed up in the middle of it. My favorite story is not one of her youth though. It is one that my father has told us time and time again. Anyone that knows mom will know how much of a neat freak she was. Well, she was so much of one that when my brother was just a toddler and playing in the grass – he was too scared to touch the dirt and when he tripped and fell into the mud – he didn’t put out his hands to stop himself because he was scared of mom getting mad that his hands were dirty – instead his whole body was covered with dirt. Now, those that know mom will know that she was a great cook – however she never did breakfast. We didn’t really learn about this until one day when we were off from school and mom was off from work. We came into the kitchen, sat down at the table and mom asked what we would like to eat. Michael and I wanted pancakes or the like. To which my mother just smiled, grabbed a box of cereal and put it on the table saying, ‘Mommy doesn’t do breakfast’. Although I am deeply saddened that we will no longer hear these stories from our mother, I know that we will be re-telling these stories to each other for generations to come.
- Visitation Thursday, August 9, 2018
- Visitation Friday, August 10, 2018
- Funeral Mass Saturday, August 11, 2018