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Florence Mary Ulry died Saturday morning, October 18, 2003 in Bethesda Memorial Hospital, Boynton Beach, Florida. She was 97 years old. The following obituary was sent to the Amityville, NY, Record:

    Florence Ulry, formerly of Amityville, died of a stroke Saturday, October 18, 2003, in Boynton Beach, Florida. She was 97.
    Prior to moving to Florida, Mrs. Ulry lived with her daughter and son-in-law, Kay and Pearce Baker, on Ocean Avenue. She was a member of First United Methodist Church, active in the Priscilla Circle there and a long-time volunteer at The Church Attic thrift shop.
    A memorial service is scheduled for 7:00 p.m., Thursday, November 6, at First Methodist in Amityville. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the First United Methodist Church Memorial Fund.
    Mrs. Ulry was born in February 22, 1906 in Troy, New York. She was orphaned at the age of six and brought up by her grandparents in Toledo, Ohio. She attended Ohio State University where she was a member of Kappa Kappa Gamma Fraternity. She was a Charter Member of a Rhode Island branch of The P.E.O. Sisterhood, a philanthropic and educational organization. 
    In 1929 she married Carlos E. Ulry of Columbus, Ohio, a manager with Sun Oil Company for more than thirty years until his retirement in 1963. Carl died in 1981.
    Survivors, in addition to her daughter and son-in-law, are grandchildren, Alan Baker of Manlius, New York, Caryl Baker Vissichelli of Shirley, New York, and Cynthia Baker Kohl of Campbell Hall, New York; niece Marilyn Morgan of Silver Spring, Maryland, and nine great grandchildren: Jason Baker, Nicholas Vissichelli, Christina Vissichelli, Amber Vissichelli, Eric Baker, Ryan Baker, Kaylyn Kohl, Sarah Kohl, and Grace Kohl. Her grandson Jon Pearce Baker predeceased her in July 2003.

Mom lived a long and bountiful life.  She lived through the World Wars and saw friends go off to both.  The roaring Twenties were her growing years. The Depression occurred just as she and Carl started their marriage and their family.  Her first born, Allen, had Downs Syndrome, and she agonized over his care and progress until he passed away at the young age of 10.  Carl's position with Sun Oil Company took him to many states, and Mom created the comfortable home and found the wonderful friends to make their lives full.  Mom was a member of many organizations, and she served in the capacity of President or other offices for most of them.  She volunteered in her daughter's schools, in the family's churches, and in the local libraries and hospitals.  She touched everyone she ever met and has countless friends who are better for having known her. We will miss her and keep her always in  our hearts and prayers.

Thursday, October 23, 2003... Back to Chincoteague.  We drove up from Florida yesterday and today, arriving back at Kibon at sundown. Tomorrow we return the rental car to Enterprise in Pokomoke City, MD., pay off the Town of Chincoteague for ten days dockage (a little pricey at $1.00 per foot,  per day, with no amenities other than one water tap for the entire dock... thank goodness for a really great Dockmaster, Dave Lewis, who babysat Kibon while we were away). Our attempt to go down the DelMarVa inner passage has been a total bust so far. The marked channels are not on the Army Corps' do-it-now list and the towns along the way (other than Ocean City, MD) are definitely not ready for prime time. We gave it a shot; hoping to find something we could recommend. There's some really gorgeous country here on the Eastern Shore and all the people we've met are the best, but, alas, there's not much hope for the cruising class. Anything bigger, or deeper,  than an airboat is courting the bottom and, all too often, kissing it. We've learned the hard way why most cruisers choose the Chesapeake Bay route and will be going that way from now on.
Tomorrow's offshore weather window looks clear and calm, so it's outside we go. We have friends in Smithfield, VA., up the James River, where we'll park Kibon for a while and drive back to Long Island for Mom's memorial service. We'll see you soon, Long Island.

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