Marjorie R. Gibson was born to Frank and Ruby Reese in Memphis, Tenn., on Aug. 23, 1936. She was called to heaven Wednesday, May 8, 2013, at 2:55 a.m. at Hospice of the Valley Sherman Home in Phoenix. She was preceded in death by her first grandson Christopher, her father Frank, stepfather Garno Dishneau, and her daughter Marla.
She is survived by her mother, Ruby; her husband of 58 years, Tom; daughters, Sabrina and Tina; and a son, Scott. She had 16 grandchildren, 15 great-grandchildren and two great-great-grandchildren.
Better known as "Maggie" during the 1990s, she was a successful restaurateur, her first one opened as Maggie's Diner on Northern Avenue, currently the Rainbow Diner. Her second and longest owned was at the airport, Maggie's Flightline Diner. Arizona Airways magazine gave it a five-star rating in their publication. Another interest was Maggie's Place on Northern near Bank Street, now known as Grandpa's Kitchen.
After some 10 years in the business, she retired in November 1999 due to questionable health issues. She was finally diagnosed with colon cancer in late 2000, had successful surgery in January 2001, and was a 12-year survivor. She is truly missed, but never forgotten.
A memorial service will be held at 3 p.m. on Sunday, June 23, at Oak Street Baptist Church, 605 Oak St. The church phone number is 718-0074; the website is www.oakstreetbaptistchurch.com; email is email@example.com.
Posted: Tuesday, June 18, 2013
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Sarah Kercado (Goguen)
My beloved Aunt Marge, Even though I am still completely heartbroken over your passing, I am truly thankful and happy that I was able to call to aunt and even mom for a while. I truly believe a big part of who I am today is because of you. You were the kindest, loving, most selfless person I have ever known. You have taught me so much throughout my life, and I thank you for that. I'm gonna miss our long phone calls (that were far and few between) that lasted for hours talking about everything and anything, and even nothing. Lol I love you so much, and can only how to be half the woman you were, and the legacy you've left behind for our family. R.I.P. Aunt Marge you'll always be loved, but never forgotten! :'( ~ Sarah