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Karen Lavine Shapiro lit a candle
Thursday, March 20, 2025
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Jen Shaw uploaded photo(s)
Sunday, February 16, 2025
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From Linda’s Little Brother Fred:
My Aunt Nettie and Uncle Les ran a 40-acre vegetable and chicken farm on Lebanon Road, where my mom, older sister Linda, little sister Jody, and I spent our early years. Our dad was in the Air Force, stationed in Wyoming and later Delaware, before he eventually took a job at Owens Illinois. Our Swift cousins would often come to stay with us on the farm.
One of my favorite memories of our family is the old Farmall tractor. Uncle Les drove, with four-year-old Jody on his lap, while Linda and I rode on the fenders. My mom and Aunt Nettie followed behind, planting tomatoes and peppers. It was a scene straight out of the Beverly Hillbillies!
Every morning and evening, Linda, Jody, and I helped collect eggs from the four large chicken coops. We'd also spend time playing in the hayloft, and during harvest season, we picked peppers and tomatoes to be canned at the Bridgeton cannery. We even helped with the canning process, filling mason jars with tomatoes.
Later, we moved to Giles Street. Linda's first job was at the Woolworth's in Bridgeton when she was 16. She used our dad's 1958 Rambler, with its push-button transmission, to commute to college. Dad had that car for 21 years, and I always joked that it belonged in the Smithsonian. My sister Jody loved to play pranks with the Rambler. Before Linda started it, Jody would sneak in and crank the radio volume all the way up and turn the wipers on full blast. Linda’s reaction was priceless!
Linda put herself through college, earning 15 credits before she started substitute teaching, which helped pay for the rest of her degree. Our first TV was tiny, just a 10-inch screen. We eventually got a bigger one, but we kids were the original remote controls. Mom and dad were wonderful; they paid for Linda's piano lessons and even bought her an organ. Growing up, we played Old Maid, checkers, and Monopoly, and every Sunday night, we'd watch Lawrence Welk with our parents, even though I'd whisper to my sisters that I'd rather watch paint dry.
When Linda and Bob got married, they rented an apartment in Bridgeton two weeks before the wedding and gave me the key to watch it while they were on their honeymoon. Big mistake! Jody and I sewed the bed sheet to the mattress down the middle and sprinkled rice all over the bed. We also filled their bathroom with crumpled newspapers.
When I received my draft notice, I joined the Navy, breaking our family's long tradition of Army service. I remember coming back from my physical and telling Linda, "Not all men are created equal!" While I was stationed in Vietnam during Operation Frequent Wind, Linda would send me homemade cookies. They always arrived two or three weeks later, crushed in a bag inside a crushed box – no tin container could withstand the journey. I'd write back, thanking her and telling her the crumbs were delicious in my coffee.
After I returned home from Vietnam, I surprised Linda at the Vine Street school where she was teaching. Walking into her classroom with the principal, I completely stunned her. She jumped up from her desk and just broke down in tears. That night, she baked me cookies, and not a single one was broken.
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Jen Shaw uploaded photo(s)
Friday, February 14, 2025
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From Jen on behalf of her and her family reflecting on Linda’s Life:
Trying to capture the essence of my mom, Linda, in just a few words feels almost impossible. How do you encapsulate a lifetime of love, laughter, and countless acts of kindness within the confines of a couple of pages? How do you adequately describe a woman who was not only an amazing wife and mother but also a force of nature, a source of profuse support, and the heart of our family? It's a challenge I approach with both love and a touch of trepidation, knowing that no words can truly do her justice.
My mom had two 'flaws,' as she would jokingly admit: running late and always putting everyone else first. But beyond those, she was as close to perfect as a person could be. She had a playful spirit. She loved singing in the car, taking us to dance and all our other activities. As a cheerleading coach, she taught us how to do cartwheels, round offs, and many cheer jumps like the herky and the dutchman. And she loved Saturday morning dance parties in the kitchen while my dad made us animal-shaped pancakes – starting with cloud shapes and then morphing them into animals. She thought that was pretty cool. Talking about clouds, she loved looking up at the clouds, telling us what types they were (cumulus or stratus, etc.), and then asking us what we thought they looked like. Sometimes we saw a dog or a tree, but whatever we saw, she embraced it, letting her imagination take off. "Well, maybe it was this…" she'd muse.
She had a love of games, and New Year's Eve was a special occasion, filled with laughter and friendly competition as she gathered dad and us girls for an evening of marbles, checkers, and board games, playing until the ball dropped. She was a whiz at word puzzles, never missing an episode of Wheel of Fortune – as she would say, she had to be home in time for "The Wheel"! And let's not forget her enjoyment of The Price is Right.
Our home was a reflection of her passions. It was always meticulous, a source of pride for her, until Dad's cancer diagnosis three years ago, around the same time she began struggling with lymphedema. Growing up, you could find her and Dad outside, fixing, gardening, repainting, and weeding, only to come inside and tidy up again. Mer and I would tease her because after Christmas morning, all our gifts had to go straight to our bedrooms. Her house was like a Better Homes and Gardens catalog. She even had a "no-no room," just like I do now, which makes me laugh because I always told her growing up that I was nothing like her, but really, I'm like her in so many ways – except for the potty mouth, which I definitely inherited from Dad and I promise to work on my words. Meredith gained her good qualities of patience, kindness, happiness, and love. When I look at my sister, I see the younger version of our mother. Our mom gave us a wonderful childhood. Some might have said we were spoiled, but Mom saw it as educating us and giving us the opportunities she never had.
Her collection of Santa Clauses brought a touch of whimsy to our house. Each Christmas, each room had a Christmas tree; Mer and I even had our own little ones. Oh, the memories of us checking the old-time stringed lights will always make us laugh. Outside my bedroom window, there was a huge, beautiful blue spruce tree. Linda could tell you the name of every tree and flower, by the way. This one grew so huge that I was actually scared for my father to wrap it with light, but not Linda. She saw it as the perfect Christmas tree, and Dad, who loved her so much, decorated that ginormous tree for her every year.
She was so proud of her two dancing daughters. Each year, Meredith and I performed in The Nutcracker ballet, and she ordered each of us a German-made Nutcracker. We must have over 40 of them! She always wanted to dance, and she did for a year, but sadly, her family couldn't afford it, so she had to give it up. That's why the Endowment Scholarship Fund is such an important part of her legacy. She knew how it felt to give up something because of financial circumstances.
She loved being an Aquarius. She would always tell us her sign was so special, there was a song about it! My favorite song that reminds me of her growing up was "Brown Eyed Girl." She always wished her eyes were blue like her father's, and she would always tell Mer and me that we had beautiful hazel eyes. Whenever I hear that song, I'll remember our beautiful, brown-eyed mother, who didn't see how gorgeous and special she was, inside and out.
She had a rock garden around her inground pool. On every car vacation, if she saw a free rock by the side of the road, she'd make Dad stop so she could get it. Speaking of car trips, she used to wear those old glass contact lenses, and so many times she'd frantically say, "Oh no, stop the car!" because one had popped out. It was like a game of Twister and Operation trying to find it. She loved going places, learning new things, and being on vacation.
She took pride in her twice a month visits to get her finger nails done. She cherished her time and visits with Karla for a manicure – a testament to their special friendship. Karla, thank you for always being so kind to our mom. You always greeted her with a smile and a helping hand. She saw you as a friend, not just her manicurist.
Family was everything to our mom, and her pride in our achievements was boundless, especially our success in building a dance studio. The studio was more than just a business; it was a place where our mom could share her love of dance, connect with children and families, and, most importantly, spend precious time with Meredith and I. These moments were truly treasured.
A glimpse into our mother’s heart can be found in a "To My Daughter with Love" book that she gave us upon our high school graduation. Recently, I returned the book to her, and in its pages, she shared some beautiful reflections. She revealed that she was named after an actress, and that Linda meant "beautiful," a name she truly embodied. She spoke of her special great-aunt Nettie, whom she deeply admired. Our mom’s values, as she wrote, were rooted in "living by following good examples, the Beatitudes, and God's Words." She recognized her talents as "writing, playing the organ, and gardening," and perhaps most importantly, being "patient." Her passions were "children and dogs," and her dream, as she so beautifully expressed, was simply "to have a happy family." Her favorite color was "blue," her favorite scent "lavender," and her favorite season, "fall." She found joy in the music of The Beatles and Martina McBride, and she cherished the poem "Evangeline." Her favorite place of all was by her "poolside," a place of peace and reflection. She enjoyed relaxing on her deck watching the summer fireflies and sunsets.
These glimpses into our mom’s life paint a portrait of a woman who was love itself – loving, kind, and deeply devoted to her family. She found joy in the smallest of things, and her legacy will live on in all of us – my dad, my sister and I, her family, her friends, and her students. We will miss her more than words can say, but we are all so incredibly lucky to have known her, to have loved her, and to have been loved by her.
Linda, mom, we love you and miss you so much. You did give us a happy family and the best life. The love you gave us makes this goodbye so precious, but please know that you made a difference in all of our lives and for that we thank you. Until we meet again, bye for now.
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Friday, February 14, 2025
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Linda's Eulogy written with memories and love by her daughter, Jen
We gather here today to celebrate the life of Linda, a woman whose warmth, love, and light touched us all. Growing up on Giles Street in Bridgeton, she cherished her childhood and the friendships she forged there. Bob would tease her about being a "city slicker," but her heart belonged to her community.
Linda was a natural beauty, inside and out. She called herself "Plain Linda," yet her inner radiance shone brighter than any adornment. Named after the selfless and heroic actress Linda Darnell, she seemed to embody the same spirit of giving.
Family was everything to Linda. It was the cornerstone of her life, her joy, and her unwavering focus. From her parents and siblings to her husband and children, her love for them was boundless. She cherished memories of Aunt Nettie and Uncle Les's farm, and her gratitude for their gift of $500, which helped her build her own home, was immeasurable. She lovingly cared for them in their later years, a testament to her devotion.
A plaque in her bedroom proclaimed "Family is Everything," and that simple phrase encapsulated her life's philosophy. Even the "Footprints in the Sand" poem in her bathroom served as a daily reminder of her blessings, especially during her struggles with lymphedema. She faced her challenges with grace and without complaint, always more concerned about the well-being of others.
Linda possessed a rare and beautiful spirit. She saw the good in everyone and every situation, even those who had wronged her. Her faith in God was abundant, and to her family, she was as close to perfect as one could be. Her family often called her "Mother Teresa" because of her selfless love and acceptance. Her radiant smile and infectious laughter could light up any room.
"This Little Light of Mine" was a song she often sang to Jen and Mer, and it perfectly symbolized her own life. She was a light, a beacon of love and grace that illuminated the lives of all who knew her.
Linda had a wonderful sense of humor, though it was a side she shared only with those closest to her. Her playful banter with her brother, especially about the "Vineyard" winery name, brought much laughter. Despite the distance between them, their bond remained strong through emails and shared memories. She was so proud of her little brother, even when he teased her about being taller.
She cherished the visits from her cousins Jackie and Colleen, with whom she shared a love of family, the beach, and Atlantic City. Their connection spanned a lifetime, and she always made time for them.
Her cousin George held a special place in her heart. They shared a passion for antiques, interior design, flowers, and art. She admired his talent and kindness, and treasured his visits.
Linda was a strong and independent woman. She was a champion for women's rights, a passion that stemmed from her own aspirations to be a lawyer. While her path led her to a 36-year career as a teacher, she found a way to use her legal mind as a powerful union representative at Bridgeton Public Schools, where her legacy is still remembered.
The loss of her sister Jody at a young age was a profound sorrow, but Linda's love for her sister's son, Tommy, and his family remained a source of comfort and joy. She was so proud to see Tommy and Shannon raise their daughter Ryleigh Jo, who carried on the family's artistic talents through dance.
Linda's friendships were a precious part of her life, a tapestry woven with love and laughter. Her bond with Leslie Sneid, her childhood friend and then her birthday twin, Linda Waldren, were especially dear. She still stayed in contact with Gene Sheppard through the dance studio. She held close the memories of their shared journey, from dreams to family milestones and sun-kissed vacations. Their friendships were a gift she cherished until the end.
Her daughters, Jen and Mer, were her greatest gifts, her miracles. After the heartbreak of losing a baby boy and subsequent miscarriages, they were the fulfillment of her dreams of motherhood. She poured her love and energy into nurturing their talents, providing them with opportunities she herself never had. She instilled in them the values of faith, family, and the importance of following their dreams. She meticulously documented their childhood through photo albums, creating lasting memories. She supported their dream of opening a dance studio, embodying the motto, "If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it."
Her love for Bob was unconditional true love. They were a team, always together, always there for each other for over 55 years. They enjoyed living their lives together from their early years until the end of her time. They loved each other deeply and it was evident in the compassion and care they provided for one another. Through his cancer diagnosis, she was his rock, his advocate, and his constant source of support. Her selfless love helped him fight and to find his happiness for life again.
Even in her final months, her love shone brightly. While her bout with Covid kept her away from the dance studio for a time, it allowed her precious moments of quiet companionship with Bob. And in her final week, she returned to the studio, answering the call of a young student named Izzy who called her mom mom and missed her dearly. She shared her light one last time before being called home.
Linda loved sheep. One of her favorite Bible verses was Psalms 23.
This uses the beautiful imagery of a shepherd caring for his sheep to describe God's love and protection for us. It makes sense that she would have this marked in her Bible because in her life she was like a shepherd/ teacher leading her sheep.
It's easy to see how this psalm would resonate with someone who loves sheep. The gentle and caring nature of a shepherd is a beautiful representation of God's love, and the imagery of sheep peacefully grazing in green pastures evokes a sense of peace and tranquility. Also on a more literal note, it accurately defines how Linda lived her life with light and love.
Perhaps Linda saw a reflection of God's love in the way sheep care for each other, or maybe she simply found comfort in the peaceful imagery of the psalm. Whatever the reason, it's clear that Psalm 23 held a special place in her heart.Linda's life was a gift, a testament to the power of love, family, and unwavering faith. She will be deeply missed by all who had the privilege of knowing her. May her light continue to shine brightly in our hearts.
Linda always said our days are numbered days, and on February 2nd, Groundhogs Day, she was welcomed into the loving arms of her Lord. Even in her passing, she left a beautiful reminder of dance, as 2/2 in the dance world signifies a tutu dance skirt.
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Sheila Reineck posted a condolence
Tuesday, February 11, 2025
Dearest Dance family,
First a thank you for all, your family did for my family. It will always be appreciated. My granddaughters are special women today, because of their relationship with dance. Your Mom was a very special person.
Love you,
Mimi
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Carl W Rainear, lit a candle
Thursday, February 6, 2025
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Condolences to the family
Linda was a JCP shopper downtown and worked with us during Christmas season
Rest In Peace
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Ed Fleetwood posted a condolence
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Deepest condolences to Bob and family
Ed & Pat Fleetwood...BHS Class of '67
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Carrie Werley posted a condolence
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Linda was so kind when our daughter was in dance with Miss Jen & Miss Meredith and ran face first into the wall. She said Finola is a beautiful child, maybe a contact sport would be good? Hence field hockey. But we have great memories of Finn dancing like a daisy albeit briefly. Our deepest condolences. Carrie, Mark & Finola Werley
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Margaret (Barrager)DiMatteo posted a condolence
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Bob sorry to hear of Linda’s passing
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Cathy Taguwa posted a condolence
Thursday, February 6, 2025
Heartfelt sympathy to Bob and the family.
Dave and Cathy Dickenson Taguwa
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Linda Carman posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
So very sorry to hear of Linda's passing. I grew up in the neighborhood with her as children and attended BHS while she was there, then taught in the school system with her for many years. Her dedication and passion for helping others to succeed will be missed!
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Donna Stanfa posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
My heart breaks for all of you at this difficult time. Praying that God has you all in His loving arms of comfort.. Love and Prayers, Donna Stanfa
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Maryann Hoffner and Family posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
We are so sorry for your loss. Mrs. Shaw touched so many people. I am so thankful to have known her. I will always remember the time I got to spend with her at the studio. She was so proud of Jen and Meredith, the studio and all the lives they touched through dance. Mr. and Mrs. Shaw were an inspiring, loving, and dedicated couple, who went above and beyond for their family and the dance studio family. She will be missed.
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Mary Ann Bickings posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Q: What was one of your favorite qualities of Linda?
A: Dear Bob, Meredith, Jennifer and family,
We are so saddened to hear of Linda’s passing. Linda has to be one of the most selfless individuals I have ever met. We can only think of all positive attributes to describe Linda.
Most importantly, was her love and dedication to her family.
In deepest sympathy,
Hal and Mary Ann Bickings
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Donna & Garry Woodward lit a candle
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
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Fred & all family - So sorry for your loss
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Wednesday, February 5, 2025
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Wednesday, February 5, 2025
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Pat Latta posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
For Linda:
The angels looked down from heaven one night.
They searched for miles afar,
And deep within the distance
They could see a shining star.
They knew that very instant
That the star was theirs to gain,
So they took you up to heaven,
Forever to remain.
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Debbie & Dave VanMeter posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Our sincere condolences to the family.
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Karla Avakian posted a condolence
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Linda and I became fast friends many years ago. She has been coming to me for her nails for a very long time. She was just a very very nice person. We had many serious discussions, and many silly laughs, too. She had a determination to overcome her physical problems, and never let them slow her down. I admired her a lot. I will miss her very much. Her family was her pride and joy. Always first in her mind. I just like to think of her being happy now with her family who have passed, and moving around freely. She will be missed greatly
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