Elizabeth Alice (Stone) Madden of Whippany, New Jersey, passed away peacefully at home on Tuesday, April 26th. She was 69 years old.
Liz is survived by her husband of 47 years, Patrick C. Madden II; her loving children, Patrick III (Karina), Kathleen, David (Liz), and Daniel (Ivy); and her seven grandkids: Patrick IV, Adriana, Sara, Daniela, Marcos, James, and Maverick; as well as her extended family and beloved friends.
Liz was born in San Francisco, California, to Edward and Dorothy Stone and was raised in Brooklyn, New York, where she attended Erasmus Hall High School. After graduation, she worked in Manhattan, spending many evenings at Cardinal Spellman’s Servicemen’s Club, where she met and fell in love with Pat, who was soon shipped off to Vietnam. When he returned, they married and soon moved to New Jersey, settling in 1979 in Whippany, where they raised their family and have remained to this day. She worked for many years as a legal secretary for Leary, Bride, Tinker and Moran.
Liz loved her family and friends deeply, and she was always serving them, whether with acts of kindness or a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on. She was a big University of Notre Dame fan and a faithful member of Our Lady of Mercy and Notre Dame of Mt Carmel parishes. She and Pat were a team for Worldwide Marriage Encounter and volunteers with the Discovering Christ Ministry. She loved owls and coffee mugs, and especially owl coffee mugs. She liked listening to Golden Oldies, making rug-hook projects, attending concerts, and beating everybody at board games and ping pong.
A viewing will be held at Bradley-Braviak Funeral Home this Thursday, April 28th, from 4:00–8:00 in the evening. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at Notre Dame of Mt. Carmel in Cedar Knolls on Friday, April 29th, at 10:00 AM. Immediately following that, there will be a reception across the street at Hildale Park Presbyterian Church.
In lieu of flowers, the family asks for donations to the Carol G. Simon Cancer Center, Morristown Memorial Hospital Health Foundation, PO Box 35558, Newark, NJ 07193-5558.
My beloved wife, Elizabeth, died yesterday after a long struggle (I wish it had been longer) with lung cancer and COPD. My favorite picture of her was taken a few months into her first pregnancy, our son Patrick, III. How beautiful she is, radiant really. Joyful in the knowledge that she would soon be a mother, a role she relished and did with great aplomb. She was a strong woman, right to the end.
I think she hung on longer than we expected at least partly because she was worried about who would take care of me. “I’ll be OK,” I told her, knowing full well that I’ll never be the same without her to guide me and support me and remind me and love me. She made me a better man in important ways that had nothing to do with job or status or worldly accomplishments. She expected me to be a good father and husband and simply would not accept my being anything less, notwithstanding my natural lackadaisical tendencies.
I was blessed for having met you, Liz, and blessed by the four outstanding children you bore and raised. Blessed every day for having you as my life’s partner. Thank you, and may you rest in peace.