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Sallie G. Mazanowski (Louder) VIEW PROFILE



 
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05/20/16 09:15 AM #1    

Deborah Marten (Rigby)

Sallie will be truly missed by those of us who loved her.  Our friendship goes back to 5th grade, Markham Elementary.  Our lifelong friendship began with Sallie teasing me in school.  She would cut the "Little Debbie" logo out of a doughnut box and make it dance it front of my face while singing "little Debbie, little Debbie" repeatedly.  We laughed about that in later years.  In high school, one of the most memorable times we had was when we went to Saranac Lake, NY with Young Life.  We had a blast and also laughed about that trip many years after.  And later, we kept in touch, talking through the trials and tribulations that came with everyday life, and coming out ahead despite some roadblocks.  Sallie was the happiest when talking about her animals, chickens included.  She was a very caring and sensitive person, especially when it came to animals, and we shared that love of animals.  The last photos I sent to her were those of Manatee’s I took in Florida.  She loved them, and if she could have, she would have saved them all.  Sallie held a big place in my heart and I will miss her terribly.  I pray she rests in peace.


05/21/16 08:28 AM #2    

Patricia A. Taylor (Williams)

Sad news about Sallie.  She posted the nicest comment on my profile page, in 2014 and I am just now reading it and now I am so sorry I never responded. She was quirky and wonderful. RIP. 


05/21/16 04:49 PM #3    

Eric T. DeZubay

First of all, I would like to thank Debbie for posting this sad announcement.  I first learned of Sallie's death in late April, but I could not confirm it since both her parents are deceased and I've lost track of her older brother, Hacke.  I work in the journalism community and without being able to confirm this or corroborate it with an obituary, I was very hesitant to announce her passing.

With that out of the way, I wanted share some of my memories of Sallie.  Sallie and I were part of the 'Diaper Gang' on Ordale Blvd.  I, along with Sallie and Cindy Lammert all grew up together practically from birth.  Cindy lived two doors to my right, Sallie, two doors to my left.  

I last spoke with Sallie less than a year ago by phone, and she sounded just fine, so this was a terrible shock. Sallie would still call my mom (who is now 87) from time to time to check on her.  I could probably stop writing now, because I think that pretty much says it all.  

But I can't resist sharing some earlier memories.  Sallie was a very rambunctious and athletic child.  When we were very young, she would routinely intimidate and (ok I'll say it) beat up my best friend, James Meyer. James is now 6'5" 275 lbs, and wasn't a small boy either.  I don't know why she left me alone because I was probably an easier target.

We always had a good relationship, and it was advantageous to be her friend, because they were the coolest family on the street.  They were the first family on our street to get a color TV in the late 60s!  Then they got the coolest bikes. Who remembers the Schwinn Krates?  Hacke got the Orange Krate, while Sallie got the Apple Krate - seriously hot stuff!  As we got older they graduated to the Honda 70 (Hacke) and Honda 50 (Sallie) Minibikes.  And they kicked the door open for the rest of us kids on Ordale to talk their parents into getting us minibikes, we had a great trail behind our homes.  Thank you Mazanowski's!

Next, high school. Sallie was allowed to drive their 197? Orange Catalina to school.  For what it's worth, it had a 400 cubic inch engine in it and could burn rubber until the cows came home.  I still remember the intensely cold winter mornings and how grateful I was to have a ride.  To this day, when I hear Heart's Magic Man come on the radio, I am taken right back to that frozen early morning ride to school.  Usually Cindy and Lori Larimer were on board.  Lori was always late and got on Sallie's nerves.

Like so many of us, life after high school pulled us apart and it wasn't long before my early career took me far away from home, into the Bayous of Louisiana. And keeping up with friends (especially in the pre-social-media era) was tough.  But we never lost touch entirely.  

Sallie and I attended both the 10th and 20th Mt. Lebanon '78 reunion together with Cindy.  I attended the 30th, but Sallie did not make it.

Sallie will forever be a fixture in my lifetime of memories and experiences.  She was among the most independent souls I knew.  She was never interested in running with the crowd, and you better have had thick skin because she was going to tell you the truth, no filter.  

I admired those qualities of her.  Watching and observing her helped shape who I am to this day.  And I am luckier and better for it.  And now it's all hitting me and I'm crying for the first time since learning of this a month ago....

See the attached picture.  Sallie would kill me for using this.  I have much better shots of her, but this is our class picture from 6th Grade (Mr. Jordan) at Markham School.  I use this because it has Cindy in it (far right), Debbie (lower left side - girl scout uniform), myself (bottom center) and Sallie of course (top center).

We all miss you Sallie and Love you very much!

Rest in Peace.  Glory Be To God! 


05/21/16 05:14 PM #4    

Eric T. DeZubay

Here is a better picture of Sallie from the early days.  No... we were not boyfriend & girlfriend, or going steady as we once said.  She had much  better taste.

 

 


05/21/16 05:23 PM #5    

Eric T. DeZubay

Sallie in high school.


05/24/16 11:01 AM #6    

Cynthia S. Lammert

Dear Sallie, may you rest in peace. You were a force of nature. I hear your laughter – sprinkled with a dash of mischief. I am still in shock about the finality and reality that you are gone. I do not know the circumstances of your death. Eric’s mother phoned me in April with the alarming, yet vague news.

Impressions from our bucolic childhood on Ordale Boulevard run deep and clear. Eric nailed quite a few. I also remember playing ‘school’ in your basement. You, of course, were the ruler-wielding teacher. Animal skulls and other souvenirs from your family’s farm lined a shelf in the ‘classroom.’ You definitely had a power over many of the neighborhood kids. When we got older, you taught me how to play pool in your basement game room. We had so much fun! You were allowed to smoke cigarettes in your bedroom. How cool we thought you were! A corkboard-lined bedroom wall held rows and rows of swimming medals. You were a force of nature indeed.

As teenagers, and at the farm, I held on tight, sitting behind you on your Honda ATC (an off-road, three-wheeler). You had long since graduated from mini bike to dirt bike. My parents (wisely) refused to get me a mini-bike, so I never really rode. But the first chance I got, I (unwisely) jumped upon that dirt bike with little instruction and immediately flew full throttle into a dry creek bed. I thought it was the brake! Again, I hear your laughter.

Sallie, no matter how far apart we drifted, I love you and will always hold a special place for you in my heart. May you rest in peace.


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