Maureen Elizabeth Erpenbach (February 07, 1929 - September 06, 2013)

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Maureen Elizabeth Erpenbach
  • February 07, 1929
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  • September 06, 2013

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  Maureen E. Erpenbach, 84, Orlando   Maureen Elizabeth Erpenbach (McGowan) passed peacefully on September 6, 2013, at the age of 84 after her battle with Melanoma Cancer.    Maureen was born on February 7, 1929, in Liverpool, England and was the daughter of the late John McGowan and late Madeleine McGowan. As a young child, she moved to New York City where she graduated from St. Catherine’s Catholic High School in 1942. She served in the US Navy as a Radioman until 1950 and later worked for the Federal Government until her retirement in 1997.    She resided in Orlando, FL since 1985 and is survived by her brother James (Theresa) McGowan of Orlando, FL;  daughters, Patricia (Rodger) Seaquist of Waldorf, MD and Cathy (Steve) Dick, of Orlando, FL; son, Brian Erpenbach of Dayton, MD; grandchildren Chris (Heather) Dixon, Jillian (Matt) McRae, Kyle Erpenbach, and Hannah Seaquist; and great grandchildren Kaitlyn and Chase Dixon. She was preceded in death by her husband John D. "Doc" Erpenbach in 2007 and brother John Edward McGowan in 1959.     She will be very deeply missed by those who knew and loved her. A life celebration gathering and reception will be held at 4pm on Sunday, September 22 at the Club of Orlando Clubhouse, 8205A Sun Spring Circle , Orlando, 32825. Please share your memories of Maureen with the family at www.baldwincremation.com/#obituaries.   The family extends their gratitude to the staff of Vitas Hospice of Central Florida for their tender, loving care to Maureen in the final days of her life.  In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made in Maureen's memory to Vitas Hospice (www.vitas.com/community/Donate.aspx).  
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  1. Jean Poholsky says:
    11 Sep 2013
    Maureen and I were neighbors for years. Well remember Maureen, with Chris being pushed in the stroller, climbing Sheerock Court to my house for a cuppa'. How she adored her first grandchild. Maureen would drive our sons home from football practice at Howard High School on many an evening and more, many a steaming hot day in August when practice began. We played bridge, did cross word puzzles, told terrible jokes and laughed like fools over the silliest things. Both being Irish and she having the same maiden name as my mother, brought us together and kept us together over many, many years. We still maintained our friendship after she moved to Florida but I always missed her personal presence in my life. So all the McGowans are having a blast right now with their Guiness's in hand and the lilt of Irish laughter permeating the air.......

  2. Peggy Cullen, Manager of The Club at Orlando Condos says:
    09 Sep 2013
    Maureen and I were the best Navy exchange shoppers. We would laugh about all the baskets full of shoes, purses and blouses we didn't even need. Of course lunch and desert was always included and our nights of lemon merengue pie. One day I gave Maureen a piece of pie that was so big, she just took a bite,right off the plate, with out a fork....we laughed our heads off. That's how I want to remember her, we were always laughing. We spent many Holidays together and enjoyed each and every one of them. She was a second mother and best friend to me. I loved her with all my heart and will miss her more than words could ever say. Before she got sick, she gave me 2 china cups to always remember the tea we use to drink together. I will treasure those cups along with her love and friendship forever.
    Mauren, I know you're looking down watching all of us, you are our guardian angel now.

  3. Shirley Briden says:
    09 Sep 2013
    I worked with Maureen for several years in the Navy building. After we retired, three of us(including Virginia Chapman) had many good times eating lunch and shopping together. My fondest memory was when maureen and I would hit Park Ave...shop and have lunch at some nice restaurant. One day we were both trying to locate each other on our cell phones and we all at once came face to face. We had a good time laughing about that. I know she is probably correcting my english and grammer right now. Miss her

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  15. Chris Dixon, Grandson says:
    09 Sep 2013
    As a very little boy, Grandma and I were at a restaurant together. We sat a booth, with Grandma sitting directly across from me. I was a bit fidgety (as all little boys are) and kept swinging my legs which resulted in me kicking grandma in the shins. After repeatedly kicking her in the shins and multiple warnings from her and requests to stop, she finally had enough with me and gave me a good stern “grandmother threat”. She said, “Christopher, if you kick me one more time, I’m going to turn you into a frog!”.

    Just a few minutes passed, and as you would suspect, I kicked her again in the shins. Grandma gave me “that look” and before she could say anything, I interjected and said…. “ribbit.” What else could a grandma do but belt out a good laugh! As painful as those kicks to the shins were, she sure loved telling this story (I’ve heard it hundreds of times) and it’s a special memory I have of her.

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