Marie Hampl
Tuesday
20
January

Visitation at Funeral Home

2:00 pm - 5:00 pm
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Edward D. Lynch Funeral Home, Inc
43-07 Queens Boulevard
Sunnyside, New York, United States
Tuesday
20
January

Visitation

7:00 pm - 9:30 pm
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Edward D. Lynch Funeral Home, Inc
43-07 Queens Boulevard
Sunnyside, New York, United States
Wednesday
21
January

Mass

11:30 am
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
St. Teresa RCC
44th Street And 50th Avenue
Woodside, New York, United States

Obituary of Marie Hampl

Marie Hampl, age 81, of Woodside, died Sunday, January 18, 2015 at home in Woodside. Marie was born April 17, 1933 in New York, NY. She is the daughter of the late Clement and the late Marie (Hnilicka) Marousek. She was predeceased by her Husband William (April 3, 2008). Loving Mother of Susan Eisenhauer, Cathy McDermott and her husband Dennis, And Janice Sorell. Cherished Grandmother of Allison Waters and Ryan Sorell. Dear Great-Grandmother of Maria Saccente, Brianna Mondello, and William Sorell. Visitation will be Tuesday, January 20 from 2-5PM and 7-9:30PM at Edward D. Lynch Funeral Home, Inc, 43-07 Queens Boulevard, Sunnyside, NY. Funeral Mass will be held 10:00 am on Wednesday, January 21, 2015 at St. Teresa RCC, 44th Street And 50th Avenue, Woodside, NY. Burial will be in Linden Hill Methodist Cemetery, Ridgewood following the Mass. The Daffodils William Wordsworth, 1770 - 1850 I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A Poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
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