Maurice Conn

Love you, Dad. Happy Dia de los Santos! It's your special day!

Mom, Ellen, Nate, Sus, and I all got on a conference call to talk about the memories you gave us. Over the last year, all the good ones have bubbled to the top.

Wow, what a huge bundle of wonderful memories!

Sus remembered sewing in middle school, and she found one of your nightshirts with huge holes in it. She sewed it into a new shirt for herself, and showed

Love you, Dad. Happy Dia de los Santos! It's your special day!

Mom, Ellen, Nate, Sus, and I all got on a conference call to talk about the memories you gave us. Over the last year, all the good ones have bubbled to the top.

Wow, what a huge bundle of wonderful memories!

Sus remembered sewing in middle school, and she found one of your nightshirts with huge holes in it. She sewed it into a new shirt for herself, and showed it to you...and you praised her styling, but regretted the loss of your nightshirt.

And we loved it when you said, "Oh, farfull, farfegnoogen." And then, you'd yawn.

Camping!

Working. Working. Working. Digging weeds out of concrete with butter knives.

Raking leaves! And realizing that you taught us to know when a job was well done..."No, Mary, those leaves on the front yard must go. We are not done until all the leaves are up!"

Rebuilding houses. Knowing just the right paint color, and when you couldn't find it, mixing your own. Rolling a huge rock up the Mill Pond hill with Nate to make a platform for your bonsai.

Wiring those super tall Christmas trees to the staircase so it wouldn't fall.

"Blitzing the house" to Pachelbel's Canon before guests arrived and the candles were lit.

Fresh flowers. Roses in Jonesville; roses in Leslie; impatiens and Lily of the Valley in Saline; and roses in Albuquerque.

The giant pumpkin you carved and wore on your head as a costume for Mrs. Shannon's party and then took us all out trick or treating with it on.

Spending weeks wiring over 1000 paper plates to the dragon's body for the most wonderful Halloween costume ever!

Eating dinner together when you came home from work. Nate remembered you were completely in charge of omelets.

Love you!
Everyone

Happy Father's Day Maurice
Thanks for being a great friend and mentor. You are missed greatly.

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The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose.
Celebrate the happiness that friends are always giving, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living!
A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.
Life is partly what we

Happy Father's Day Maurice
Thanks for being a great friend and mentor. You are missed greatly.

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The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose.
Celebrate the happiness that friends are always giving, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living!
A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked.
Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.
We cannot do great things on this Earth, only small things with great love.
You are in my mind and always in my heart.
Every time you come to my mind, I realize I'm smiling.
Every time I see friends laughing, your name springs to my mind.

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So many fond memories of Maury (& Carole & family)...from Halloweening with our kids, to old house fix ups, to dinners together, to wanderings in Albuquerque. Working with him as my superintendent was the best working experience of my life. He was generous, kind, understanding, extremely helpful, totally supportive and possessed the finest mind of anyone I knew...period. I never ceased to marvel at his superb memory and insight. His creativity was very evident in many ways but I was

So many fond memories of Maury (& Carole & family)...from Halloweening with our kids, to old house fix ups, to dinners together, to wanderings in Albuquerque. Working with him as my superintendent was the best working experience of my life. He was generous, kind, understanding, extremely helpful, totally supportive and possessed the finest mind of anyone I knew...period. I never ceased to marvel at his superb memory and insight. His creativity was very evident in many ways but I was especially delighted by his sensitivity to beauty in every day life... in his choice and display of books, flowers, paintings, prints, arrangements of little (and big) objects of beauty...and his appreciation of a very wide array of mediums, objects and cultures. He was a truly gifted man. I think of him often. I will miss him greatly. He was one of my most cherished friends.

Carole, tenho procurado voces na Internet e acho que os achei. É uma pena que os achei tarde demais, pois o Maurice se foi. Minha mãe e meus Irmãos estão todos bem, meu pai também faleceu e todos sentem muita saudade e vontade de revê-la. Não temos mais a fazenda e minha mãe e meus irmãos moram em Juiz de Fora, Minas Gerais. Caso esta mensagem chegue até voce o meu email é : gaspar.irenio@oi.com.br
Os filhos do Sr. Antero Rocha Sobrinho e Dona Ana Salles Almeida mandam um grande abraço.

Gaspar irenio Rocha

Dear Carole, Betty and I are visiting our daughter and son-in-law in Hawaii. I was using their computer to check out email and received a note from Msrlene Weintraub, Middle School teacher. Needless to say, I am shocked and saddened to learn of Maury's passing. Maury was remarkable indivdual with tons of imnformation and know-how at his fingertips. He helped me to become a better principal. His sense of humor is one of my fond memories of neing able to work with him. BAtty and I will remember Maury in our prayers. You have our sincere symparthy. Joe

Dear Carole & Family,
I am so sorry to hear of Morries passing. My prayers and thoughts are with you. Maury was the most important educator in my life. He instilled confidence and decisiveness in everyone he worked with. When he hired me in Saline it changed my life. He was an inspiring leader and friend.
Sincerely,
Ross

Oh my goodness! I just learned today (Dec. 31 '10) of Maury's passing. I am *SO* sorry, Carole. I am without a card so I thought I would just express my sympathy here and ask that you relay my condolences to your family as well.

Love,
Suzanne (Younkman) Andrews

I extend my deepest sympathies to the entire Conn family. Maurice always went out of his way to make me feel comfortable and welcome in his family. I will always appreciate his wit and warmth. I consider myslef to be blessed to have known him.

Tears are Only for a Season
-by Jim Penner (Crystal Catherdal Ministries)

"Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy." -Psalm 126:5, NKJV

When the pain of life hits us, the tears are overwhelming. We grieve in the loss of a loved one, whether in death or in painful separation, with tears and heartache that feels as though it will never end.

I remember when my father died very suddenly at the age of 68. I was 29 at the time

Tears are Only for a Season
-by Jim Penner (Crystal Catherdal Ministries)

"Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy." -Psalm 126:5, NKJV

When the pain of life hits us, the tears are overwhelming. We grieve in the loss of a loved one, whether in death or in painful separation, with tears and heartache that feels as though it will never end.

I remember when my father died very suddenly at the age of 68. I was 29 at the time and to me the instant emptiness was overwhelming. The smile and laughter I'd grown so accustomed to greeting me every few days was now silent and void from my life. I'd never experienced a grief like that before.

Then I remembered the way my father lived his life. He lived to serve others. He lived to build up their self-esteem...to help them find their laughter...to comfort them through their tears. It was time for me to follow suit...to build the self-esteem of others...to help them find their laughter...to comfort others in their tears. I soon found that, by stepping beyond my grief and literally sowing in my tears, it was the joy in my life that soon became overwhelming.

Friends, you cannot go through any kind of grief without changing. You can become bitter or you can become better. In our Psalm today, David reminds us that, if we choose to sow into others even while still feeling our own pain and wiping our own tears, the joy that God will bring into our lives will soon overwhelm us. We don't need to mask or forget our pain, but simply learn and grow from it and choose, today, to become a source of joy for another.

Prayer:
Heavenly Father, someone out there needs the smile that I can bring into his or her life. So today, introduce me to the person you want me to become a blessing to. In Jesus' name, Amen.

Maurice Conn is unforgettable. His was a kind, generous, compassionate, warm, jovial spirit. He was also a great son, brother, father, husband, and friend. In the years I had the privilege of knowing him I found him to be giving, kind, and extremely funny. His dry wit and his wide smile never ceased to bring light to my day.

As an artist and educator myself, I always found his work to be inspiring. He not only created art; he also

Maurice Conn is unforgettable. His was a kind, generous, compassionate, warm, jovial spirit. He was also a great son, brother, father, husband, and friend. In the years I had the privilege of knowing him I found him to be giving, kind, and extremely funny. His dry wit and his wide smile never ceased to bring light to my day.

As an artist and educator myself, I always found his work to be inspiring. He not only created art; he also brought that same artistic talent to the way he lived his life. He surrounded himself with beauty and grace and his gentle spirit was displayed in the works he created.

The true quality of this man is embodied by the family he helped to create and nurture. He and Carole raised the kind of family that exemplify their tremendous generosity of spirit. Ellen, Sara, Nathan, and Susannah are a testament to how families can be both strong and deeply connected. As a grandfather, Maury never ceased to be a loving parental figure and there was no doubt he was loved by his grandchildren.

Seldom do we cross paths with those who leave such deep impressions on our lives. I am blessed to have known Maury for such a brief time. He lives on in his family and friends who will never forget him. This world was a better place for having him in it.