was so sorry to hear of miss Carson's death. She was an excellant teacher. I had her in fifth and sixth grade at St Mary's. She was also the reason I got into singing at St. John's. I sang with her for many years there.

What Aunt Mary Means to Me

My great-aunt Mary Carson was the embodiment of calm competence; she exuded compassion with her gentle eyes and her non-judgmental words and she had a wonderful sense of humor. In our family, she, and her sister, Margaret, were a duo of support for their parents and their siblings and their 100's of nieces and nephews. Growing up, it was like they were one person…you didn't name one without the other: Aunt Mary n' Margo. Yet they brought different kinds of loving support. Aunt Margo was the cheerleader at all, yes, pretty much all, of her nieces and nephews sporting endeavors at one time or another. Aunt Mary was the family go-to person for parents seeking advice about educational or learning challenges. When I was in college, I stayed with Aunt Mary 'n Margo every Thanksgiving. I really came to appreciate their wonderful, loving, accepting support then. They'd listen to me ramble about papers I was writing, we'd talk about their growing up years and members of our huge extended family, and we'd puzzle over how times were changing and whether that was good or bad. Their bulletin board of love, the pictures of all the kids, was one of my favorite places in their kitchen. Throughout our lives, my siblings and cousins and I enjoyed the love and adoration of these two women who spent money they didn't have on small gifts and who gave us their gift of time and attention on trips to King's island, Florida and to Canada. We were very blessed to have such wonderful, selfless women to act as cheerleaders for our every accomplishment. Later in my life, after my mom died, Aunt Mary 's calm competence became even more apparent to me. Her love of teaching was inspiring to me. We talked about our students and educational theories and, always, we talked about family. She encouraged me in my adoption journey, confessing that she and Aunt Margo had tried to adopt "back in the day." I will miss Aunt Mary a great deal. Her selfless commitment to her faith, her family and her friends and neighbors will inspire me for the rest of my life. Thank you Aunt Mary. (Lisa Stuckey)

Mary sang alto in the choir at St. John Catholic Church downtown (which I have directed since 1996) for many years, until she retired in about 2006. I and many others will remember her always as a sweet, gentle, kind soul with a bright outlook on life and a strong desire to help others, which she devoted her life to. May she now be surrounded by the music of angels, and may perpetual light shine upon her.

TRIBUTE TO MARY GERTRUDE CARSON by Mary Elizabeth Eisenman Carson (Mrs. William J. Carson) June 20, 2013 A long life’s journey—and a beautiful one—has ended for Mary Gertrude Carson, the sister of my late husband, Bill. But a glorious reunion in heaven now opens to all seven of the eight siblings, leaving Al the last leaf on the tree, the same as I am, on the Eisenman side. True ministering angels, Mary Gertrude and Margo (Margaret) were to us, all thru the years, wherever we lived, even visiting us in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, in the 1950s. No matter how we choose to live out the one chance at life given us, none could merit more reward than the loving, spiritual and gracious record left by Mary Gertrude and Margo Carson. In this, I include another dear one recently called home, Joseph Striby, He was close to my Bill since grade school. Now they all hear the promise: “Well done, good and faithful servant. Enter into the mansions I have prepared for you!” R.I.P. -0- Mary Eisenman Carson

What Aunt Mary Means to Me My great-aunt Mary Carson was the embodiment of calm competence; she exuded compassion with her gentle eyes and her non-judgmental words and she had a wonderful sense of humor. In our family, she, and her sister, Margaret, were a duo of support for their parents and their siblings and their 100’s of nieces and nephews. Growing up, it was like they were one person…you didn’t name one without the other: Aunt Mary n’ Margo. Yet they brought different kinds of loving support. Aunt Margo was the cheerleader at all, yes, pretty much all, of her nieces and nephews sporting endeavors at one time or another. Aunt Mary was the family go-to person for parents seeking advice about educational or learning challenges. When I was in college, I stayed with Aunt Mary ‘n Margo every Thanksgiving. I really came to appreciate their wonderful, loving, accepting support then. They’d listen to me ramble about papers I was writing, we’d talk about their growing up years and members of our huge extended family, and we’d puzzle over how times were changing and whether that was good or bad. Their bulletin board of love, the pictures of all the kids, was one of my favorite places in their kitchen. Throughout our lives, my siblings and cousins and I enjoyed the love and adoration of these two women who spent money they didn’t have on small gifts and who gave us their gift of time and attention on trips to King’s island, Florida and to Canada. We were very blessed to have such wonderful, selfless women to act as cheerleaders for our every accomplishment. Later in my life, after my mom died, Aunt Mary ‘s calm competence became even more apparent to me. Her love of teaching was inspiring to me. We talked about our students and educational theories and, always, we talked about family. She encouraged me in my adoption journey, confessing that she and Aunt Margo had tried to adopt “back in the day.” I will miss Aunt Mary a great deal. Her selfless commitment to her faith, her family and her friends and neighbors will inspire me for the rest of my life. Thank you Aunt Mary.

Mary was a joy. I met Mary when my Dad (Charles Hill) lived at St. Augustine's. What I enjoyed most about Mary was hearing her practice the piano. She was very dedicated to her lessons.