Marilyn Sue Ross
May 29, 1962—January 12, 1966
In Our Hearts
We thought of you today
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories
And your picture in a frame!
Your memory is our keepsake,
With which we'll never part.
God has you in His keeping,
We have you in our heart.
January 11, 1966 began just like every other weekday—my husband and I got ready for work and readied our two little ones for nursery school. Marilyn was 3 ½ and Michael was 2 ½.
Marilyn was quite social and loved playing with the other children. There were always shouts of “Marilyn, come sit by me” when we would arrive at the school.
I left work early that afternoon so that I could run an errand or two before I picked up my children. When I arrived at the school, I found out that the director had tried to call me at work. Marilyn had gotten sick—she was vomiting. She had complained of a headache earlier in the afternoon, however, she had continued to play as if it were nothing. I presumed that the stomach virus had come to pay us a visit yet again.
As soon as we got home, I put Marilyn to bed and proceeded to get dinner for the rest of us. Probably around 6:00 PM I heard her voice. When I went to check on her, I realized that she was delirious. I quickly took her temperature—above 105 degrees. We called our pediatrician’s office (where there was after-hours care) to tell them that we were on our way. Fortunately, one of the regular pediatricians was still there. He examined her thoroughly, concentrating on her head and neck. (The first thing that went through my mind was polio—but she had been immunized for that.) He then told us to get her to the hospital immediately!
By 9:00 PM Marilyn’s spine had been tapped and the diagnosis of meningitis made (although we would not know the type for several days). The pediatrician said that this was the fastest diagnosis of meningitis that he had ever seen. She was put on intravenous antibiotics. The entire family (grandparents included) was put on oral antibiotics. Marilyn was a very sick little girl.
Sometime during that night she awakened, sat up in bed, and said that she wanted the IV out of her arm! My husband and I felt encouraged. It was short-lived. Marilyn lapsed into a coma never to regain consciousness. She died of Haemophilus influenzae type b meningitis the evening of January 12, 1966. Our lives would be forever changed.
Dear Marilyn, what an honor to build your page on Angels. Tell Ryan hello for me, Love , Frankie
Dear, Sweet Marilyn,
You have been with God for 38 years. You are still very much missed by your precious family. May your stay with them and let them know you're still here, only in a different way. God...please bless this family. Under Jesus' name!
Faithful Daughter Lana
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