Marlene Ann Mullin

October 31, 1934March 25, 2018

Mullin, Marlene A. (Engardt) October 31, 1934 - March 25, 2018

Passed away peacefully in the early morning hours of March 25. Born to her parents Alex and Margaret Engardt in Omaha, Nebraska, Molly moved to Sacramento with her parents in 1937, where she attended Saint Francis High School (‘52) before moving on to Saint Joseph’s nursing program in San Francisco. While working as a surgical nurse, Molly was introduced to San Francisco firefighter Harry Mullin. The two were married in 1957, and returned to Sacramento in the late 1950’s to assist her father with the family’s roofing business (Alex Engardt Roofing) and to raise their two daughters. Over the next sixty years, Molly would go on to make lifelong friends in town, especially through her participation at Saint Mary’s and Sacred Heart parishes.

Molly was preceded in death by her husband Harry, and daughter Michelle. She is survived by her daughter Denise Lysaght (Tom), and grandchildren Michael (Colin) and Jennifer Lysaght.

Visitation to be held Tuesday, April 3; 4-7 PM; Rosary to follow. Nicoletti, Culjis and Herberger; 5401 Folsom Blvd., Sac. Mass of Christian Burial Wednesday, April 4, 11 AM; Sacred Heart Church; 1040 39th St., Sac.

The family would like to extend love and thanks to Akanise Vuanileba, Molly’s caregiver over the last seven years. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to Front Street Animal Shelter or Shriner's Children's Hospital of Sacramento.


  • Vigil Service Tuesday, April 3, 2018
  • Funeral Mass Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Marlene Ann Mullin

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Peter Mirrasoul

March 29, 2018

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I regret we didn’t have more time to share and sad that I didn’t take the opportunity to reach out to you more frequently. You continue to have a place in my heart and my memory. I hope you are in peace, sharing a spiritual reconnection with Harry, Michelle, Alex, Margaret and all of those who preceded you. My special condolences to Denise, her husband Tom and their family. My thoughts are with you.

Peter Mirrasoul

March 28, 2018

The passing of my cousin, Marlene Ann Endgardt Mullin, brings a bittersweet sadness. While twelve years older than myself, we didn’t share memories of growing up as children together, instead you held a special place in my heart. My first recollections of you, you must have been in high-school. I was smitten by your beauty and think, you were my first childhood crush. Being a shy child, I didn’t share that with you until quite recently. Since those early days, I had many crushes and loves in my life, from Miss Woods, my kindergarten teacher up to the love of my life, my wife, Kathleen. Over all the intervening years, you still occupied a special place in my memory.

Our mothers, being sisters, meant that our families spent time together. Between college and your career, much of that time was marked by your physical absence, but there was always conversations about your accomplishments. Then there were those special occasions which marked the highlights of your personal history. The family get together in San Francisco to celebrate your graduation from nursing school; meeting your ebullient boy-friend, who was to become your future husband, Harry Mullin; attending your elegant and joyful wedding in San Francisco, with the huge reception of family, along with a large contingent of hard drinking San Francisco firefighters and police; spending a weekend with you and Harry in your first apartment in Daley City; stopping by your house in Sacramento, on my way to Donner Pass with two other friends on our motorcycles so I could get a glimpse of your new born daughter, Denise.

The last time I saw you was at your house in Carmichael several years ago. Michelle was there and we had a good visit. The last time we spoke was on Halloween this past year, calling to wish you a happy birthday. You always were self-deprecating, claiming you were the witch of Halloween. I regret we didn’t have more time to share and sad that I didn’t take the opportunity to reach out to you more fre