The sights we saw.
The places we've been.
The oh so many dinners shared...
Montalcino, Cliften, Kenmare, the West Coast, OOB, St. A. And the laughs, always the laughs. Thanks for the memories, Cuz. Gonna miss you like crazy. Luv ya good
Janet meant the world to her friends at Leeward Landing. She was a fierce supporter of our charitable mission. Sending love to the entire Mahoney clan.
My heart goes out to the entire Mahoney clan. “Though she be but little, she is fierce” Janet was one of a kind in all the best ways. Just thinking about her brings a smile to my face and I consider myself fortunate to have been known and loved by her. I know her presence will be missed but her spirit and legacy will live on through all the wonderful memories she has left us all with.
I am so sad to hear of the loss of Aunt Janet. She always offered the most genuine smile and warm, welcoming hug. I’m sorry to know I won’t see her smiling face again.
Condolences to the Mahoney family,
Jessi McGonigle Balli and family
sense the silence we are experiencing here is matched by the beam of energy that arrived at the gates.I expect she’s already doing her rounds at the heavenly consignment shops trading off books, clothes, and other finds for new ones to share with all those that are lucky to be in her orbit. Always thinking of others in her pursuit of finding and sharing the treasures, she packaged her affection sometimes in the form of mysterious grab bags – letting the recipient know they were on her mind. I have fun memories of watching her in action at the yards sales she hosted and visited. She had a way of engaging people and winning over the most reluctant by her charm – clearly they had no choice : )
I’m sure that sharp wit and smile is delighting everyone around her as soon as she passed through those gates. Ma Mahoney, thanks for all that you have done. You will be missed beyond words. Pa Mahoney, David, Douglas, Patrick, and Brenda – there is never enough time for someone that shined so brightly. Sean, I hope you have large storage unit. I suspect your G-Ma smuggled a mountain of treasures for you.
