Mary Lynn Romagnoli-Dunham: AKA; G.B. (Gangsta Bitch), courtesy of her favorite niece Tracy.
I died…….really died on the 16 day of November in this year 2017. What a bummer. I still had so many people who lacked the pleasure of my company and sarcasm.
Being the favorite child, I was a constant source of comfort to my parents, Dorothy and Valentino Romagnoli, in their final years. To my Mom and Dad, I kept my promises.
Shortly after my parent’s deaths, I was diagnosed with cancer before I actually began my true retirement. That put a real damper on my future life plans.
Other than knowing how much I would miss my family and friends, the thought of leaving behind my treasured stuff really annoyed me.
Born in Easton, PA on March 10, 1957, I lived the first 21 years of my life in Alpha, NJ. Shortly after my 21st birthday, I briefly lived in Largo FL and then Clearwater FL happily for the rest of my life.
I am survived by an older sister, Valerie Zimbaro and husband Ingmars Fridmanis, twin niece and nephew – Tracy (Pursel) white, husband Steve White, great niece Mia White and great nephew of Buford GA, Cory White, nephew Todd Pursel and wife Jan, and great niece Kristin of Orlando, FL. My BFFs, Mary Lu Whitacre of Webster FL and Nancy Beers of Belleair FL. I also was blessed to leave behind so many good friends, which are too numerous to mention. And I thank them all for their prayers and words of encouragement.
To the surprise of many, I managed to work at the same job for 30 years. I worked for the Clerk of the Court, Pinellas County and retired in October of 2010. Since I really hated working, even at a young age, it was a major shock to many especially management. After my retirement, I was pleased to learn that I drove management crazy and never became one of their Puppets!
To most, I appeared to live an average life, but by no means was I average. I swore like a sailor, knew whose buttons (Valerie) I could push purely for my own amusement.
I had a morbid sense of humor and always took any opportunity to get the “criers” turned around by openly discussing my inevitable death, with a sense of humor.
Cremation and pseudo Viking funeral will take place at an undisclosed location.
There will be no viewing, no funeral and no celebration of life. If you didn’t bother to visit me in life, why bother now?
In lieu of flowers, just raise your glass to me. Now quit crying and get on with your lives.
I will miss my four male companions: Jack, Jose, Jim and the Captain.
To my cousin Georgette: Quit Crying.
My deepest apologies to my best friends: Mary Lu and Nancy for having to handle my affairs and dispose of my precious “stuff”. Hopefully they’ll make a few bucks. Now that the three Musketeers is no more, I declare that you two are not only my Hero’s but forever more and now the “Dynamic Duo”. Please feel free to share our adventures of which there are many and laugh, laugh, laugh and remember…………this is a “NO CRY ZONE”.
I was happiest at home, alone with my TV and classic movies.
I never met a dog that didn’t love me at 1st site.
Personality traits around whisper sarcastic disposition.
If you were around to be my friend, you had a friend for life – regardless of time and distance.