Carol Jean Marti, after a long struggle with Alzheimer’s, passed away peacefully at 4:40 AM Oct. 27, 2017. In lieu of flowers, we hope you would consider a donation to the Alzheimer’s Association.
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Carol J Marti was born December 22, 1942 in Waterbury, daughter of the late Francis and Doris (Plum) Withey. She was the loving wife for 55 years of Richard A. Marti and sister of Agnes “Rusty” (Withey) Bedard of Virginia Beach, VA.
She leaves her four children, Richard Marti Jr of Watertown, Krista (Marti) Matthews and her husband Gerry of Middlebury, Kenneth Marti and his wife Dawn (Brooks) of Goshen, and Karen (Marti) Nocera and her husband Robert of Middlebury. Nothing was more important to Carol than her loving family, she will be remembered by her beloved grandchildren Zachary, Bailey, Julian and Cannon Marti; Arielle (Matthews) Shore, Colten and Noah Matthews; Nicholas, Samuel, Benjamin, Alexander and Ava Marti; and Andrew, Jakeb and Joshua Nocera.
Carol’s life was filled with many blessings. It was heartbreaking to watch her journey through Alzheimer’s as she forgot her magical life piece by piece. She attended Waterbury Catholic High where her lifelong passion for the arts was initiated. She worked for many years in the insurance industry but her true passions were her family and her art. She was a founding member of The Rogues Artist Group, which she hosted for over 15 years. First at her home and later at her gallery, the 550 Gallery and Studios in Bethlehem. She shared her talents with many in the community and was very gifted. Her loving heart inspired those around her to look at life as though it was a treasure trove of glorious opportunity. Make art, don’t be afraid to make a mess, and create beauty wherever and whenever you can. Her home was always a gathering spot where anyone who entered was welcome and offered a safe haven along with a delicious homemade baked good. Her friends and family were encouraged to come often, stay long and feel loved.
Carol Jean (Withey) Marti, passed away peacefully at the age of 74, surrounded by her family, on October 27, 2017 after her long struggle with Alzheimer’s Disease.
When Mom first started struggling with alzheimer’s, we had no clue what to expect. As her disease progressed it became clear that she was losing pieces of herself bit by bit. We all knew that she would one day not remember who we were, but we were so devastated the day that she asked, “why didn’t anyone ever tell me that I have children”. She was forgetting who SHE was!! Her memory would get worse as time went by. First she’d forget how to drive home, repeat herself and no longer remember how to create recipes that she had long known by heart. As time progressed, our hearts were torn out as she’d struggle so desperately to remember her grandchildren’s names, which utensil to use during a meal, or how to appropriately dress herself. We are speaking of a woman with incredible grace and pride and the way she presented herself to the world was a part of her beautifully artistic spirit… and she was fading away. Those who knew her, knew that she was full of elegance and dignity, yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t really be “herself” any longer. Eventually she forgot how to form sentences that made sense, feed herself and all the other things we just take for granted. The quality of her life was being stripped away.
A month before her passing, she had a day trip outside of the nursing home to visit her gallery. Her family was once again having an annual fundraising event, The Empty Bowls, Bethlehem, CT which she was a founding member, in the Bethlehem community. Her desire to help people was part of her nature and was evident that day as she beamed with delight during the event. She somehow knew that it was a special day which honored her life. She clearly felt like the matriarch once again, even if only for a few moments. She danced with her grandson and smiled at the guests. Even though she did not understand the event, she knew that she was loved and cherished.
The last 2 weeks of her life her condition deteriorated at a much faster pace. We would all hold her hand, pray with her, play her favorite music, and share stories with her of the magic and beauty of her life. She is no longer suffering and tormented by this terrible disease. May she rest in peace.
People should not have to suffer through this heart wrenching disease that takes everything from you; your memories, your freedom and eventually your life…… We pray and hope that someday there will be a cure. Would you join us in donating today to see if a cure could be found soon? It could save you or your loved ones someday…