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Phyllis Mulcahy
In Memory of
Phyllis A.
Mulcahy
1926 - 2017
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Condolence From: Heather
Condolence: ~Grandma Mulcahy's Eulogy~

Phyliss Ann Mulcahy. Born to Edmond and Anna (Smith) McGovern December, 18th 1926 in Worcester, MA. She is back now with her husband Jack of 63 years. She leaves behind her sons; Jackie, Tommy and Jimmy. Her granddaughters -Kelly, myself, Tara, Shauna and Caelyn as well as her great grandchildren; Jim, Noah, Alanna, Siobhan, Isabella, Amelia, Ethan, Ian and Mackenna.She leaves behind her brothers and their wives; Walter and Mindy McGovern and Edmond and Gerry McGovern.

Her best friend growing up was her cousin, Helen. I know this as she shared a million stories about them together throughout my life. Stories about them going to the stores downtown, to the Lake and the time they smoked her father’s cigarettes in the apartment off Vernon St and Nana busted them. She adored her father and had many funny stories on Nanna.

She was fiercely loved and protected by Grandpa. I am sure many of you can recall an image of Grandma yelling “JACK” from the top of the Cape’s basement stairs or if he was teasing someone in front of her she’s say “Oh, Jack”. I can. I can remember. I can also relate to loving her and protecting her fiercely. I think everyone who loved her felt that way.

My grandmother was recently described as a sweet, yet feisty lady. For anyone who knew Phyllis, this is accurate. When speaking with the hospice nurse this week, she asked me about my grandmother and my overall impression on her temperament… something to help the Priest ease her as she passed. My initial sentiment was that she was quite fearful. She was always worrying about something or someone, wringing her hands, saying her rosaries. After the sweet/feisty comment, I was flooded with how fearless my grandmother actually had been in life.
She raised three boys- who, at times, were well mannered and other times- Lord of the Flies. Either way, she did not take bologna from any of them and she adored each of them. She referred to each as My Jackie, My Tom and My Jimmy. Grandma and Grandpa spent Wednesday’s with Jimmy and Caelyn when they were back in Auburn. Going to lunch on Thursdays or Tuesdays were great,Grandma would be so happy to have an upcoming visit with her only great-grandson at the time. Her beautiful and wild child great grandson-as she would refer to him as kept the both of them quite happy. She did the exact same thing when us girls were young; love us up, send grandpa out to tire us out on a walk, feed us and then just sit and enjoy the time together.
She was fiercely protective of us girls. Once when Grandma, Kelly and I went for an after dinner walk to the beach, we came to the mouth of the stairs, there was a gaggle of teenagers smoking marijuana. She shook her fist, told them they were horrible kids and kicked them out.

When grandpa was going through major medical issues living in Florida and it was just the two of them, she (who never drove) drove herself to go and visit grandpa in the hospital. While she was not a driver herself; many of you know, Grandma was the ultimate backseat driver- “Slow Down Jack” was a frequent phrase in her playbook. Over the last decade, she had many opinions over Patty’s “racecar” navigation skills around the Worcester streets- she had her foot ready to hit her imaginary break a few times with myself as well.

Growing up, going to Grandma and Grandpa Mulcahy’s was the best. Outside of loads of attention and love; Grandma was kind, funny and she would end up crying harder than we would when our visit was over. She was dignified and proper. She dressed to the nines and kept herself impeccable. She let us dress up in her clothing, wear her perfume, makeup and jewelry as little girls. She was a very beautiful lady. She was a thoughtful lady too. She maintained a stock of her granddaughters and her great grandson James’ favorite mints in her purse. She would slide a stick of mentos and a tin of altoids whenever she saw one of us. She was also very proper and polite- so maybe she was just telling us we needed a mint.

She kept old albums and would go through them all (laughing and telling stories). She kept all cards and letters and these, throughout the years kept her very happy.

At Christopher Heights and St Francis you get to build relationships with the people who are spending day-in-and-day-out with your loved one. Grandma formed a lot of great relationships at Cristopher Heights. She participated in a lot of the activities that she once did when she was younger. She had a gaggle of girlfriends there who fiercely looked out for her and they spent years keeping each other in company, and in laughs.

These last few months it was quite difficult to see Grandma transitioning. A visit, was watching her sleep or not wanting to interrupt her doll therapy. Anyone you speak with, who came into daily contact with Phyllis, absolutely adored her and treated her as Grandpa would have wanted and how he spent his life treating her.

Caregivers, her Dr., her dentist, administrators, and her friends; each person I spoke with all found her to be funny, kind and sweet. The weekly stories I would get had me in stitches.
As many of the granddaughters know, Grandma would rapid fire through Kelly, Heather, Tara, Shawna and Caelyn when addressing us…

The two names, two pet names that will always make me smile when thinking about grandma are “dirty little heathen” from when I was a kid and that “nice girl” which is what she referred to me as over the past decade. After a lifetime of my grandmother being so kind and loving to me…. I am happy that I was that nice girl for her.
Wednesday February 01, 2017
Condolence From: Debbie Mulcahy
Condolence: She was my mother-in-law and in that, she was a very influential person in the lives of our daughters and myself. No funny jokes or stories that would place her in a bad light. She was positive force and positively a woman to be proud of no matter the situation. I called her "Phyll" with love and respect as I had a mother. She loved me as she would have loved a daughter, and just as that relationship had its highs and lows, we did not always agree on many things. But as a daughter by marriage, I nodded many times when it was the right thing to do as she was my mother "superior" and I did not want to have any bones of contention with the mother of my husband. Proud and strong, she was the princess bride of her husband who loved her to the end as he did the first time he saw her walk by his house and knew he had to meet that beautiful girl with the gorgeous legs... at least that is how I remember the story, as I was not there!!! Anyways, we had a great relationship and I have missed her for a very long time, as there were very few little sparks of light in the past few years. May she rest in peace in the arms of her Lord, holding the hand of Jack, the love of her life. We will all miss you so much, but will someday have a family reunion on the other side, by the grace of God. "For God so loved the world, He gave his one and only Son that whoever believeth in Him, shall not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16 Rest in peace forever Phyllis Ann McGovern Mulcahy as we will remember you fondly with love and affection.
Tuesday January 31, 2017
Condolence From: Gary Mills
Condolence: Sorry For Your Loss, R.I.P. Phyllis and Thank You for all the Great Memories we had Together down the Cape and the Old Neighborhood.
Love Gary and Lloyd
Sunday January 29, 2017
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