Marjorie's and Bob's backyard in Minneapolis, chairs now empty.
(The dog and I were there to clear out her house.)
Marjorie Ann Moore was not affiliated with this website for Wildwood in any way. She was my friend and so I have dedicated this page from my church website to her memory. Please use the guest page to add your own remembrances of her. If you have trouble with the guest page, please email me directly and I'll post your comments as space allows. Please include your name, city and state, and whether you want your email address posted also.
Marjorie was a friend to many people, a professor of anatomy and neurophysiology at the College of St. Catherine's in the Physical Therapy Department in Minneapolis MN, and a relative of many in the Seattle region and in the St. Paul region. Her husband Bob Block died in 2001, and Marjorie was still grieving his death at the time of her own death. She missed and loved him intensely. You may be interested in reading what Marjorie wrote about Bob about half way down Bob's webpage. I believe her tribute to him reflects the kind of person she is and how she valued another person in her life as friend, lover, and spouse.
Marjorie and Bob in Columbus visiting Bob's sister Jean Block and her partner Nancy, in 1993.
Marjorie was a breast cancer (metatasized to bones) survivor for over four years, gamely undergoing chemo and radiation and every treatment the U of MN could offer, until the disease finally took her from us. She basically lived alone after Bob died and faced the disease alone, but not quite (!) because she was a member of support groups, both for her grief over losing Bob and for people with cancer. She also had a few dedicated former students, such as Kirsten Yokum and a security guard at St. Kate's, Michael who kept tabs on her and helped get her groceries and take care of Bob's books and other possessions and needs. Others in support groups for cancer or grief support for her loss of Bob, also were her "angels."
(below) Kirsten Yokum, former PT student and good friend to Marjorie, has held yard sales for several years in Marjorie's honor with all proceeds going to breast cancer research. We gave her some of the best items from the house that no one claimed. In this photo, Marjorie had cut her long dark hair due to chemo effects, but she still has her intense blue eyes and mischievous smile in this photo the last year of her life. Michael Chaney, a security guard at St. Kate's and a good friend, helped greatly in cleaning out Marjorie's house. He had stayed at her house to make sure she was ok, drive her for groceries, make some repairs, and just be there for her.
Since Marjorie knew she was dying and had a timetable from the doctors (though she consistently beat the odds, perhaps due to her biking and minimalist eating habits!), she very tediously and thoroughly went through all her possessions and gave them to people in her life she felt would appreciate them. Up to even the last month of her life in Hospice Care in Columbus, OH with her sister in law, Jean Block, Marjorie was dictating lists of who was to get what. When I went to Marjorie's house after she died to assist Jean in clearing our her house, I had a list of recipients of many many things, from book and record collections to small gifts she had saved for years and who was to get them. There were also notes on certain items saying who was the recipient.
I am continuing this page over the next weeks. I miss Marjorie very much and know many of you reading this do also. She was very special to me.
Here are a few more photos.
age three
Marjorie took ballet lessons and danced from girlhood to college. She was very excited when her company performed "on the road," as evidenced from letters she wrote to childhood friends. This photo is from high school days. Marjorie is the one with perfect form in the center.
She remained an avid ballet and ice skating fan throughout her life and never missed ice skating in the Olympics. She did research and presented papers for Dance Medicine Conferences for years.
Marjorie always said she was from another century.
She and Bob attended "Madrigal Dinners" yearly while
at the U of Iowa. She played a folk harp.