Sunday, August 02, 2020

Julianne O'Hara - My Little Sister - September 1, 1954 to July 30, 2020


My sister Julianne O’Hara passed away on the morning of July 30th. She had spent three hours in surgery the previous day to repair a hiatal hernia. She was in great spirits on the night after the surgery, and was talking and laughing with her sister-in-law. And even this morning she was alert. However at around 9 am a nurse checked on her and found her to be unresponsive. Julie was coded, but she never came back.

I called her Julianne, but to her friends, of which she had so many, she was known as Julie, Miss Julie, "Owie" or "Ohie", and Aunt Julie. She was indeed a terrific Aunt, and never forgot birthdays. She loved to see her nieces perform in musicals.

Every year at Christmas she got her mother tickets to The Showboat, which was an old ship that was docked on the edge of the Ohio River. It had been converted into a theater. The staff at The Showboat actually came to know Julie and Mom by name.

Julie is one of a few people I know that kept in close touch with many of her childhood friends and class mates. They all got together several times a year for a reunion. Just last week she and her friend took a drive through the old neighborhood to recall those good days before going to the hospital.

Julie (or Miss Julie) spent her entire life teaching daycare in Newport and Ft. Thomas, and I bet she took care of many of your children when they were in her care. When she was much younger, she spent a lot of time each May putting together musical plays for the four years old kid’s preschool graduation.

I cannot wrap my head around the fact that she is gone. I am going to miss her laugh, and sweet spirit. I am sure she would want you all to know how much she loved you all and appreciated your friendship. I will sure miss my sister.

I am preparing to go the funeral home today, August 2nd, 2020, as I write this remembrance. We will all say good-bye and talk about the times we had with her. Tomorrow she will be laid to rest at the cemetery. I wish this did not happen. She was so full of life and laughter and should have been able to live another 20 years

Good-bye Sis.































She signed her letters and cards with this hand drawn emoji:

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