Mary Ellen Ayres

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Mary Ellen Ayres

Birth
Illinois, USA
Death
16 Dec 1978 (aged 22)
Melrose Park, Cook County, Illinois, USA
Burial
Hillside, Cook County, Illinois, USA GPS-Latitude: 41.8604682, Longitude: -87.9127461
Plot
Section 33 Block 14 Lot 11 Grave 11
Memorial ID
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Mary was the only daughter of Duane and Dorothy Ayres. She attended Stevenson Elementary School in Melrose Park, Illinois. Mary graduated from the Nazareth Academy for Girls in LaGrange, Illinois on May 29,1974. For a brief while, she also attended Ippolito School of Cosmetology on Harlem Avenue in Chicago. She did not graduate. While there, she worked as a "Shampoo Girl" in a beauty shop. She drove a little green Chevy Vega. Mary loved the Doobie Brothers and the Grateful Dead. She would play "Heart and Soul" on the piano that was in her childhood home. She could swim like a fish and had powerful little legs. Her favorite perfume was "White Shoulders". She used to root a sweet potato in a glass of water and set it on the kitchen windowsill, where is would grow into a beautiful houseplant. When Mary was 15, her father died unexpectedly from a heart attack in 1971. Three short years later, her mother succumbed to cancer in 1974. This was very hard on a young woman who was trying to grow up. She was the mother of one beautiful child. Mary was such a lovely young woman. Sadly, she died at the tender age of 22. She is greatly missed, remembered, and loved.


Thank you dear Pam for providing the photographs of our beautiful Mary. As Mary would say, "Luff You".

Thank you so much Dan Jares for going to the cemetery,
photographing Mary's tombstone, and uploading photo onto this memorial.

Post Script: Just remembering how Mary would recite the words to the song "Aint No Mountain High Enough" She knew every word.

"I know, I know you must follow the sun
Wherever it leads. But remember,
If you should fall short of your desires
Remember life holds for you one guarantee,
You'll always have me.

And if you should miss my lovin
One of these old days.
If you should ever miss the arms
That used to hold you so close, or the lips
That used to touch yours so tenderly,
Just remember what I told you
The day I set you free


Mary was the only daughter of Duane and Dorothy Ayres. She attended Stevenson Elementary School in Melrose Park, Illinois. Mary graduated from the Nazareth Academy for Girls in LaGrange, Illinois on May 29,1974. For a brief while, she also attended Ippolito School of Cosmetology on Harlem Avenue in Chicago. She did not graduate. While there, she worked as a "Shampoo Girl" in a beauty shop. She drove a little green Chevy Vega. Mary loved the Doobie Brothers and the Grateful Dead. She would play "Heart and Soul" on the piano that was in her childhood home. She could swim like a fish and had powerful little legs. Her favorite perfume was "White Shoulders". She used to root a sweet potato in a glass of water and set it on the kitchen windowsill, where is would grow into a beautiful houseplant. When Mary was 15, her father died unexpectedly from a heart attack in 1971. Three short years later, her mother succumbed to cancer in 1974. This was very hard on a young woman who was trying to grow up. She was the mother of one beautiful child. Mary was such a lovely young woman. Sadly, she died at the tender age of 22. She is greatly missed, remembered, and loved.


Thank you dear Pam for providing the photographs of our beautiful Mary. As Mary would say, "Luff You".

Thank you so much Dan Jares for going to the cemetery,
photographing Mary's tombstone, and uploading photo onto this memorial.

Post Script: Just remembering how Mary would recite the words to the song "Aint No Mountain High Enough" She knew every word.

"I know, I know you must follow the sun
Wherever it leads. But remember,
If you should fall short of your desires
Remember life holds for you one guarantee,
You'll always have me.

And if you should miss my lovin
One of these old days.
If you should ever miss the arms
That used to hold you so close, or the lips
That used to touch yours so tenderly,
Just remember what I told you
The day I set you free