Marjorie Hall Duncan

Marjorie Eileen Hall Duncan was born July 28, 1918, in Dunlap, Iowa and passed away Wednesday, August 28, 2013, in Cocoa Beach, Florida. Her parents were McKinley Hall and Lela Green Hall. She lived with her parents on a farm where she attended a rural school for eight years. She graduated from Dunlap High School in 1936.

In 1939 Marjorie was united in marriage to Edward Duncan of Denison, Iowa, where they made their home. They were blessed with three children, Robert, John and Diane.

Marjorie worked for the Denison Public schools for a number of years and was active in the United Methodist Church, especially United Methodist Women. Upon retiring in 1978, Ed and Marjorie moved to Merritt Island, Florida, where they joined Grace United Methodist Church. Marjorie resumed her association with United Methodist Women at Grace United. She particularly enjoyed the mission studies and was very proud of the mission work supported by United Methodist Women. She loved to read.

Marjorie was preceded in death by her parents and younger brothers Eugene and Marvin. She is survived by her brother Maurice and wife Helen of Knoxville, Iowa; her sister-in-law Ruby Duncan of Denison, Iowa; her children: Robert and wife Pamela of Milford, Iowa; John and wife Libby of Cocoa Beach, Florida; and Diane and husband Joel VanLuven of Valrico, Florida; six grandchildren: Christine, Robin, and Andrew Duncan and Michael, Kelly and Patrick Duncan and wife Jennifer; one great-grandchild Allie, daughter of Patrick and Jennifer Duncan, and many dear relatives and friends.

Arrangements by Wylie-Baxley Funeral Home, Merritt Island, and Pfannebecker Funeral Home in Denison, Iowa. A celebration of Marjorie’s life is scheduled for October 4, 2013, at First United Methodist Church in Denison. Interment will be next to Ed in Crawford Heights Memory Garden, Denison, Iowa.

Do Not Stand At my Grave And Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I did not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.

Mary Elizabeth Frye