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Deceased Classmate: Marie Elquezabal (1967)
Date Deceased:
Age at Death: 42
Cause of Death: breast cancer
Classmate City: Ontario
Classmate State: OR
Classmate Country: USA
Survived By: Daughters, Wendy Price & Lisa Price and widower Jessie Price, siblings; Teresa Elguezabal, Julia Elguezabal Malcomb, Maximiliano Elguezabal Jr., Beronica Elguezabal Ferdinando, Dolores Elguezabal Escobedo, Virginia Elguezabal Grant, Rachel Elguezabal Navarette and Martin Elguezabal and father Maximiliano Elguezabal. She is proceded in death by her brother Juan Elguezabal (class of 1970) and her Mother Maria Elguezabal
Marie would be the first one to point out that as usual our name has been misspelled. It is ELGUEZABAL...there is no "q" in our last name. She was always able to speak up and take care of things. She was a very strong and brave women who gave all of her family her unconditional love. She planned her own funeral and had all the details taken care so that we would not have to suffer any more than necessary. She was kind to the very end. Her family and friends will remember her joyous approach to her life. Laughter was something that she brought to all of us. I will remember her dressing up as a witch for Halloween and gave a great party for her girls. She was not a nice looking witch...she looked like a witch. Her girls loved it. She made the act of celebrating, laughing, loving, and parenting a work of art. We all wanted to be around her. Yes we miss her!! I don't remember when she passed away...it only matters to me that she was here and part of my life. So,as you all gather for the reunion, know that Marie is celebrating with you also. She would have been the first one to sign up!
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Teresa Elguezabal (1967)
My sister Marie kept our family laughing, sometimes with only an exaggerated gesture or facial expression. One time when I was coming to Nyssa for a family visit from Madison, Wisconsin, she met me at the Boise airport dressed in a clown costume, complete with big red nose and a fluffy wig. It wasn't Halloween, not even October. There was no rhyme or reason to why she picked that particular day. "Just thought you'd get a kick out of it," she said.She became the family organizer of parties and family events, inventing twelve new holidays, "the monthly birthdays." With so many of us (10 children and mami and papi and many of us kids --not me--were quite prolific, too) it would have been too many parties to celebrate everyone's birthday separately. So Marie came up with the idea of one birthday party per month and we'd celebrate everyone who had a birthday that month. Hence, "the April birthdays or the June birthdays."
Marie had the kindest and most generous heart. She was a friend to the friendless. Be honest now, we all know there were kids in school that the rest of us ignored or mercilessly teased, even bullied. Marie was their friend. One day when she was taking her daughters to a matinee movie in Ontario, there were three Mexican children ahead in line getting tickets. Marie overheard the ticket seller explain they didn't have quite enough money. Humiliated and disappointed, the children turned to leave. Marie huddled them and bought their tickets. What irritated Marie the most was that "It would have been so easy for the ticket seller to let them in and say, 'You can pay us the rest another day.' But no, she turned those kids away." There are many, many, many examples of Marie stepping up to the plate like that. (The baseball metaphor is for my brother Juan, but that's another story.)
Since Marie is not alive to update you about her family, I'll do it for her. Marie and her husband Jesse Price had two girls, Wendy and Lisa. Both were still in school when Marie died of breast cancer. Wendy is married and lives in Portland where she works for Starbucks. That girl was the first vegetarian I ever knew. She was a vegan even before it was trendy. Lisa lives in Ontario with her son Caleb. She works in retail and is working on her nursing degree from Boise State. I'm very proud of her as it is difficult to work, attend college, and parent at the same time.
I miss Marie, my brother Juan, and my mother. Like Ron Strasser, I, too, look forward to the visits at the reunion. I urge everyone to attend for no other reason than because we can. We don't know when we'll be gone. Teresa Elguezabal
Dana Ure (Gross) (1971)
I am so sorry for you and your family's loss. I know that life goes on but sometimes it seems hard to get it going again.