Sunday, December 7, 2025

IN MEMORY DECEMBER 7TH

 


In memory of my mother

Marie Knoll Varga

Born in New Brunswick, New Jersey, died in Brownfield, Texas - December 7, 2009.

She was a brilliant, extraordinary woman - who was often my savior.

She was my anchor in a sea of chaos.


Always guiding me in the right direction.


My very favorite photo, taken in Red River, New Mexico - before she was married. She lived with relatives who owned a resort there high in the mountains. The happiest years of her life.
She was a superb horsewoman, and often went riding up far above timberline.


Later with my father John, before they were married. Photo taken in Atlantic City, NJ.
White shoes?

I've previously shown all these photos, but I want to share them again. She always looked fantastic.


Wearing a genuine Miss Universe dress, previously owned by one of my glamorous showbiz cousins.


Once she dyed her hair chestnut brown, just to look different. BTW, She was an extraordinary pianist and my first music teacher.


This is typical of how she often looked.


Gypsy attire (I took this candid, unexpected photo)


In Reno, Nevada


One of my favorites. I was 20, she was 45.


I was truly blessed having such a special mother. 
I miss her immensely.

Jon, sustained with memories

13 comments:

  1. I can see your mother in you, Jon.

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    1. My mother and I shared many interests. I was much like her - - but I also inherited bad traits from my father. I sure wasn't perfect.

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  2. You were so lucky to have her! What an impressive lady. ❤️

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    1. In retrospect, she was truly extraordinary. She always maintained her dignity and beauty, despite my father's violence and abuse.

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  3. A stunningly beautiful lady, with so much class. You are fortunate to have shared her musical talent and good looks 😀
    Hop you are settled in nicely, and all is well.
    Jo

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    1. Despite my mother's beauty and class, she had low self esteem. You'd never guess it by looking at her. I had extremely low self esteem,too, but I knew how to fake confidence. She had a charmed life, but often an unhappy one due to my father's abuse.
      Unfortunately I'm undergoing some physical therapy before going home.
      Thanks, Jo.

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  4. A beautiful tribute to a beautiful lady. How blessed you were to call her, "Mom."

    PS - My own father passed unexpectedly on Dec. 6 of 1981 --and all these years later, that's a bittersweet day.

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    1. Losing a beloved parent is one of the most difficult and devastating things that can happen. December with the holidays, is especially difficult. My mom passed away a few days from my birthday.
      Life can be cruel and unbearable....but we have some cherished memories.

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  5. She was stunning, Jon. I also can see her in you.

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    1. We were very much alike and shared many similar interests. Admittedly, I wasn't perfect. I had some of my father's bad traits - but thank God I was never violent.

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  6. A very nice tribute to your beautiful mother Jon. We were both blessed with loving mothers.

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