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George Doran

3/3/2012

George F. Doran, “Pop”, age 94 of Wayne, formerly of Hawthorne, died peacefully at Sunrise Senior Living on Saturday, March 3, 2012.

He was born and raised in Paterson. He graduated from St. George's School, Paterson in 1933. He married his beloved wife, Hedy, in 1939 and they made their home in Paterson. In 1957, he and his wife had a home built in Hawthorne where they lived for over fifty years before moving to Wayne.

George was a Carpenter for Union Local 253 having worked as Building Superintendent/Foreman for the Edward Riehl Company in Paterson and Thomas Construction in Wayne before retiring in 1987.

He was a member of St. Anthony’s RC Church in Hawthorne for many years.

He was a loving, gentle, happy, selfless, hard working man who was dedicated to his family and adored his wife Hedy. George met Hedy through his family with his older brother, John, having married Hedy’s sister, Louise. George and Hedy often double dated with John and Louise and were married a year later so they would share the same anniversary. George and Hedy married in the rectory of St. George’s Church in Paterson in 1939. They honeymooned in New York City where they went to see Gone With The Wind at its original release. They have enjoyed a dedicated, adoring, and loving marriage for seventy three years. Even in his last days George was seen holding Hedy’s hand, kissing her, and saying: “Isn’t she beautiful;” “I was so blessed that God gave her to me”; and "You’ll be my bride forever”.

He is survived by his loving wife Hedy (nee Haselman) Doran; two daughters Joan Kuehm and her husband Bruce of Estero, FL, and Joy Van Blarcom and her husband Demarest III of Pompton Lakes; loved brother of the late John Doran and his late wife Louise, Joseph Doran and his wife Winnie of Hawthorne, and Helen Schnaidt of Bayville and her late husband Eugene; cherished grandfather of Gayle and Joe Byrne, June and Patrick Jalbert, Joy and Adam Urdang, and Meri and Bob Gupko, as well as cherished great-grandfather of six great grandchildren - Jessica, Brandi (deceased), Hope, Jolene, Matthew and Juliette.

Friends may visit with the family on Wednesday, March 7, 2012 from 2-4 and 7-9 PM at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Rd., Wayne. Funeral services will be held 10 AM on Thursday, March 8, 2012 at the funeral home. Interment will be in George Washington Memorial Park, Paramus.

 

Flowers or memorial donations to  Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center, PO Box 27106, NY, NY 10087-7106 would be appreciated.

 

Eulogy read by George's granddaughter Meri:

It’s one thing to know your grandfather as a child and quite another to see him through your adult eyes. We were beyond blessed to have Pop in and actively participating in our lives well into our adulthood.



As a child, he was fun and did cool stuff. Having worked in construction, he was on various jobsites and built many buildings over the years. Going to see him on a jobsite was a great experience and one that we carried with us. Even today, we point out buildings he helped build to our kids. Next time you drive by the Sheraton Crossroads in Mahwah, Hoffman LaRoche, the New Jersey Water Commission at the Wanaque Reservoir, Cooper Hall (science building) at Rutgers – Newark (or one of many others) think of him. He had a CB radio and so did we so we could talk to him, his handle was “Chief Redskin.”  He patiently taught us how to ride bikes, play checkers, play pinochle drive the ride-on mower, how to cut a cake or slice the roast at Sunday dinner, even how to parallel park the car as we were getting ready for our drivers test. He would help us get all the pillows and blankets ready with Nana so we could sleep on the screened in porch, knowing full well we would chicken out and be back inside before the night was over. He never missed an occasion to see one of his grandchildren in whatever recital, concert, or other activity he could attend. We were important to him and it showed, we often met people he talked to who knew all about us. More importantly, he always told us he loved us.



As an adult, you see things differently. There were things far deeper than “the stuff” and we got to see Pop as the strong, loving man he was. When you think of Pop, I would say that most people first and foremost will think of - love.  Not just any love but a strong, lasting love particularly for Nana.  It was his foremost desire to take care of her.  As a child that was lost on us but in recent years it was so evident that it became a true blessing and testament of love and faithfulness.  I, Joy, have more than once informed my hubby that he needed to talk about me like Pop talked about Nana or look at me like he did her when God willing, we are their age (no pressure, but we both knew it was a tall order).  How many people can say that after so many years of marriage their spouse lights up when they walk in the room, but Nana and Pop always did.  At the hospital in December, he would say to anyone who would listen, “look how beautiful she is” or “meet my beautiful wife”.  He would tear up when he told her he loved her.  In fact, last week Adam said to me that if we have half the love that Nana and Pop shared for each other, we’d be good for life – that made me cry at the time, but I think he was right.



Pop was always encouraging, loving and supporting and he always prayed and assured that God would handle things - we could list hours’ worth of examples.  I, Meri, remember one time I was facing a very difficult situation and he didn’t say much about it, just reassured God would work it out if I prayed about it, and handed me a poem entitled “Don’t Quit.”   He didn’t over talk the issue but gave exactly what was needed. 



When in pain, he would hold your hand assuring things would get better. When in sorrow, he would wipe away the tears.



Nana was not his only love, she just became the most evident recently through our adult eyes.  Pop loved his daughters, granddaughters and great grandchildren. He knew them all and treated them so lovingly and was greatly concerned about the details of their lives. When he asked you about you, you knew he was listening and cared. He was quiet, not quick to offer advice or butt in, but you knew he was there for you no matter what. He was always quick to lend a hand with anything that needed attention or fixing for anyone, anytime. 



Pop welcomed each son-in-law and grandson-in-law with open arms. He treated them as if they were his own, and they in fact became his.  He was always willing to lend a hand, he loving worked beside them; for example, teaching some of them how to use tools or talking to them about how to handle things in the house that needed to be done.  Before Bob and I were married, and Bob needed a place to live Pop and Nana without any forewarning or planning opened their home to him.



To see Pop as a great-grandfather was to see pure happiness and delight. Pop had a smile when he saw each of his great grandchildren that beamed with happiness and pride. He would listen to them attentively and play with them even if it meant a tea party with an empty cup, using an “air” steering wheel to be racing imaginary cars, or wearing a crazy hat. He was dearly loved by them and they could be guaranteed a hug and a series of kisses before they left. It is perhaps here that we could most see the reflection of God's love in him, where you could see those rough hard-working hands holding each precious child in his arms in the most gentle
way.



Over the past year and half or so, we were able to spend more time with him. Time that we will forever cherish. We would talk and he would listen. When you were worried about something, he would in his quiet way tell you to pray but not much else. When he spoke or offered advice, you knew to listen – it must be important. But he was grateful. Grateful for any assistance you gave him, grateful for his family, and grateful for his time with Nana.



Pop’s sincerity was evident, if he told you something you knew he meant it. I think it was that and his gentle, loving big blue eyes that drew people to him. Once you met him, his funny wit, compassion and charm won you over. Pop liked to tease people and make them laugh with his quick wit. There were many people he met at Sunrise that came to mean a great deal to him, new friends that he would say were like family and you knew he meant it.



Pop treated everyone with gentleness, kindness and humor.  We’ve been told by so many people, even the aides caring for him how special he was and even in his struggles at the end how he took time to thank them all as they helped him, and to joke with them too.  




And his love of the Lord and faith was clear to all of his family.  In preparation for the funeral, Joy spoke to Hope about Bible verses and Hope picked her favorite verse Proverbs 3:5-6 to be read, which says “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all yours ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.”  Her explanation was that it was good to read for Pop because it’s how it lived his life.




So really what thinking of Pop boils down to is love.  His adoring love for Nana, which abounded so much it spilled out in immeasurable ways over all of his other loves – his daughters and son-in-laws, his granddaughters and grandsons-in-law, and his great-grandchildren. Pop worked hard, loved his family, and followed God faithfully and fully in his 94 years. 



Tears abound today because we can’t imagine life without that love and leadership, but we know he would want us to go on, be strong, and love others. Our hearts ache because we want to look into his beautiful blue eyes that showed clearly to his heart.  But we rejoice knowing that he is with the Lord, where we will see him again, and until then we hold the treasured memories of him which are deeply rooted in all of us because his love and the time he gave all of us is forever etched in us.





Guest Book

3/5/2012

Gayle, June, Jessica, Joan, Bruce and the rest of your family, I am so sorry for your loss. I remember all the stories Gayle had told me about him and the farm down in Wayne. Please accept my deepest consolences.

Patti Singer

3/5/2012

A wonderful tribute - our sincere condolences and thoguhts are with you all at this very sad time.

Rich Davis

3/5/2012

Meri and family, I'm so sorry for your loss. I know how loved your pop was by all of you. May he be in God's eternal glory. Please know that my thoughts and prayers are with all of you at this sad time. Ann Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

Ann Sorbara

3/5/2012

POP WAS THE KINDEST GENTLEST MAN I HAVE EVER KNOWN HE WILL BE MISSED BY MANY AND RESPECTED BY ALL GOD BLESS

Jeff Chapwick

3/5/2012

Dear Meri, Bob, Matthew and all your family, my thoughts and prayers are with you all at this sad time. I know you will all miss your "pop" so much. God Bless.

Shirley Reinhardt

3/6/2012

We lift you up unto the Lord in this time of grief and we pray the Lord will be to you all the comfort that you need. Our prayers and thoughts are with you all.

Your Family at Prince of Peace Lutheran Church

3/6/2012

To be absent from the body is to be present with the LORD...Rest in peace Uncle George, for the LORD has a new angel! My thoughts & prayers are with you all.

Patricia M. Ranaudo-De Acutis

3/6/2012

We have been good friends and neighbors for many years. Our hearts go out to all your family in this time of sadness. George will be sorely missed.

Howie and Carole Williams

3/6/2012

Dear Mrs. Doran,Joan and Joy: I remember you in my prayers today and pray that you will find peace knowing Mr. Doran is now at rest with our loving Lord. What a wonderful life was shared with him. May God strengthen you and keep you always in the faith. Love and Sympathy, Roger & Louise Jensen

Louise (Holm)Jensen

3/10/2012

What a lovely tribut to your dad. You have such lovely memories of him.

Dorothy Kleinschmidt

3/10/2012

"They may forget what you said,but they will never forget how you made them feel" What a beautiful testimony to Uncle George,and what an awesome legacy he leaves behind.As a young girl I always thought he was so handsome and now I realize it was the beauty of his soul shinging through his eyes.You have all been so blessed having such a Godly man in your lives,life doesn't get any better than that.I am so very sorry for your loss but I know you have peace knowing that he is with Jesus,and your memories will last a lifetime.The love....it remains. Sincerely,Eileen(Schnaidt)Hunt

Eileen Hunt

3/10/2012

"They may forget what you said,but they will never forget how you made them feel" What a beautiful testimony to Uncle George,and what an awesome legacy he leaves behind.As a young girl I always thought he was so handsome and now I realize it was the beauty of his soul shinging through his eyes.You have all been so blessed having such a Godly man in your lives,life doesn't get any better than that.I am so very sorry for your loss but I know you have peace knowing that he is with Jesus,and your memories will last a lifetime.The love....it remains. Sincerely,Eileen(Schnaidt)Hunt

Eileen Hunt

3/10/2012

"They may forget what you said,but they will never forget how you made them feel" What a beautiful testimony to Uncle George,and what an awesome legacy he leaves behind.As a young girl I always thought he was so handsome and now I realize it was the beauty of his soul shinging through his eyes.You have all been so blessed having such a Godly man in your lives,life doesn't get any better than that.I am so very sorry for your loss but I know you have peace knowing that he is with Jesus,and your memories will last a lifetime.The love....it remains. Sincerely,Eileen(Schnaidt)Hunt

Eileen Schnaidt)Hunt

3/10/2012

Our prayers are with you and your family. I have so many wonderful memories of him as I was growing up.

Gail McCoy


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