Some Things About Me

 My comments at the reception First, I want to say that I am honored that my niece, Aleksandra, ask me to represent her father, my brother, here today.   My brother Tim died almost 2 years ago in November from something the doctors called Mantle Cell Lymphoma (they were never sure), but those that knew him well think that it might have been from a broken heart. Our mother Zelma, with whom he was very close had died a few years before and his best friend, our sister Jennifer, had passed away 6 months earlier.   For most of his life Tim was an outwardly happy person with lots of friends and interests. We grew up in the Los Angeles suburb of Monterey Park. Later Tim attended Washington State University where he was the manager of the school football team. From there he moved to Seattle where he lived for most of his years as an adult. During his life he held a variety of interesting jobs, from United Airlines Cabin Attendant to pizza store owner and even as a CPA t...

Timothy Lawrence Mallon- July 8, 1948 - November 12, 2019                         My brother and how I remember him My younger brother Timothy died yesterday, Tuesday, November 12, 2019 in San Diego. Although the doctors think is was from a disease called Mantle Cell Lymphoma (they were never sure), those that knew him well think that it might have been from a broken heart. Timothy Lawrence Mallon in 1970. He was 18 and had beautiful blue eyes. His best friend, our sister Jennifer, passed away in May of this year and our mother Zelma, with whom he was also very close, died in October of 2012. As he lived a very solitary life for most of the past 30 years, especially since he moved from Seattle to San Diego approximately 10 years ago, he was left with no one near to him that he was particularly close to. His only child, Sasha, was with him at the end, but she grew up on the East Coast and has her life ce...

Remembering my sister Jennifer- I was told this morning that she passed away last night. Me, our mother Zelma, Jennifer and Tim on Mom's 75th birthday, July 16, 1991. It was always “Jennifer”, as our mother insisted that we not call her Jen or Jenny or anything else, always Jennifer. As I remember it- It was either 1969 or 1970 and the family was living in Monterey Park, near Los Angeles. At 18, Jennifer had just returned from a school trip to Europe where she had felt unnaturally fatigued and had also noticed a lump on her neck. Our mother had taken her to the doctor’s for testing and on a Friday afternoon they went back to review the results. They were told that the tests showed that Jennifer had something called “Hodgkin’s Disease”. The doctor told her that he did not know much about this condition, but that he had made an appointment for her at White Memorial Hospital the following Monday where they had specialists that could better discuss treatmen...

I have three granddaughters and have told them that if they take classes in Spanish I will take them to a Spanish speaking country. First up was Annabelle Rose Sylvanowicz, 14 years old and in the 8th grade. She is the oldest daughter of my daughter, Kerry, and lives in northern Massachusetts. She first flew to Colorado to spend a couple of days here with family and especially her cousin Mackenzie. Activities include a visit to the Butterfly Farm and indoor rock climbing. Annabelle and I then flew down to Costa Rica. First up was a trip to Monteverde and a soaring over the rainforest on a zip line. Then tours on other days to a coffee/sugar/cacao plantation and both day and nocturnal explorations on foot of the rainforest we had earlier sailed above.  We then headed down to the Pacific Coast for warm weather, a crocodile swamp boat tour, beach time and an introduction to the surfing center of Jaco. Then...