Marian (Sis) Christy , 80, of New Smyrna Beach, Florida and formerly of Struthers, Ohio lost her well fought battle with lung cancer, peacefully in her home, on Saturday September 14th.
Marian was born January 8th, 1933 in Euclid , Ohio to Percy C. and Edna Eskins Pickard. She graduated from South High School and Youngstown College School of Business, both of Youngstown, Ohio. Her last employer from which she retired after more than 23 years was Youngstown State University’s Bursar’s office as office manager, a job she loved and was proud of.
Marian will be greatly missed by her 3 daughters , Glenda (Thomas) Golec of Poland , OH , Sandy (Terry) Mislevy of Hubbard , OH and Pam (Russ Miceli) Spicer of Mt. Joy , PA and a sister Patt Carnevale of New Smyrna Beach , FL.. She will also be sadly missed by her grandchildren , Krista (Vince) Babyak, Karla (Nick) Plantan, Tim Tritt, Kari Bell, Colin (Bobbi) Kelty, Brendan (Winter) Kelty, Carrie Spicer and great-grandchildren Maggie Tritt , Tyler ,Trenton and Taryn Babyak, Kaitlyn Kelty, Alice Kelty and baby Plantan due in November. She was preceded in death by her parents, her beloved husband of 39 years Glenn Christy of Struthers, and 2 stillborn grandsons. She will also be missed by her many friends in New Smyrna Beach at Quail Hollow Mobile Park, her home since 1994 and Harris House ACA Volunteer league where she helped with fund raising since 1994. Marian was a long time member of Struthers United Methodist Church where she sang in the choir and taught Sunday school for many years.
Memorial services will be held both in Quail Hollow, New Smyrna Beach and in Ohio, her final resting place, at a later date. Family would like to thank Dr Margaret Chang, Halifax Hospice , granddaughter Kari and son-in-law Tom for their outstanding care for the past year.
Family requests donations be made to American Cancer Society to help for research to cure this disease.
What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more word, one more touch, we may not understand why you left this earth so soon, or why you left before we were ready to say goodbye, but little by little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget.