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Marilyn G. Montanio (Mollie), of San Antonio, TX, passed away November 18, 2001 at the age of 50. She retired from the Dentistry Field of 30 years. She was preceded in death by mother and father, Syd and Lora Adams, and husband, Calvin L. Montanio, Jr. Survived by daughters, Kimberly (Brian) Gonzales, Lori B. Wiles; granddaughter, Sydney C. Wiles; sister, Maureen (Carley) Pilgrim; nephew, Patrick, and all her friends she dearly loved. Special thanks to friends at Villa Fontana and VNA Hospice. Graveside Services will be held at 9:00 A.M. at Holy Cross Cemetery with Rev. Joseph Sullivan officiating, Wednesday, November 21, 2001. Arrangements entrusted to: Memorial Funeral Home.
Published in the Express-News on 11/20/2001
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Cindy Haslett (Montanio/Ward)
MOLLY ENDED UP BEING MY DAUGHTER-iN-LAW... HOW STRANGE IS THAT? SHE WAS AN EXTRAORDINARY PERSON. WE HAD A LOT OF GREAT TIMES. WHAT A RIDE !!!! SHE IS MISSED ........Arline Mayer (Robertson)
mollie and I were the best friends Our parents put us in the same hospital room for our apendix surgery.We decided on that day that we would be blood brothers or sisters as it was. Spent so many weekends together and even some mischief in between. I remember readin in the paper about this. She will always be missed not just by me but by all who knew her.But she is truley in a better place. Love you mollie Love arlineKathleen (Kati) McGillivary
Gee I sure miss Molly too! I was in the class of 1970 and '71.( have my profile there ) I was a hippie chick but she brought me around to some of her Cowgirl ways!
She was fun and would you say a bit of a "hell raiser"!
Molly lived down the street...and oh the stories she/we all coulld tell. Mercy Mercy me!
Her Corvair was "the bomb". I rember in high school getting my tonsils out at Ft.Sam...I was in killer pain. She called and demanded I come out, irregardless. Then she opened the Corvair door and insisted I lie down, then put ice cold (Schlitz beers) on my throat!
The last time I saw her was in 1984 and she tracked me down in Corpus. At that time I was working for a concert promoter in Kansas City and we were doing a show at the Astrodome. I also had tickets to see a hero, Eric Clapton in Houston...(tour was cancelled because he had a perforated ulcer). Bummer. So Molly was disappointed and begged me to still meet her in Houston where she was married and living... So I did. I was in some outfit and we changed clothes into jeans and cowboy boots, while driving the car, no less. We went to some big country bar to have cocktails and go dancin....what a riot! Then the next night we went on a double date with her husband to Gilly's! Gawd...
She always used to say "let's go ride the Schlitz Bull!" We went to her grand mothers and rode the tractor and chased the cows...then on to Bandara and rode a horse through the front to the back doors in our motel room! Head shake!
At One party in Alamo Heights she took me to, I was almost raped and killed ! Yeah. when the kids went out to the East side to get more beer and pissed some guys off they followed them back to the party...bla bla too freaky telling details...traumatic. So in the nick of time I was rescued by Steiny, and friends Clarence, Ken..et al.; Molly's friends from the Bun 'N Barrel who happened to see the bad guys arrive. Whoa!
yes, Molly girl was a sidekick. She used to be able to get us in to Randy's Rodeo on Austin Highway, to see George Jones, Mel Tillis, Tammy... And we used to climb the hill behind the Drive Inn and watch movies.
she used to have me quiz her on her Dental Assistant tests, where she taught me about left and right mandibles And temperomandibular joints! Ha ha.
She taught me to drive standard, on the column, in her sister Maureen's car. Maureen was always so appalled by her antics!
so much fun with Molly. We never did anything bad, just innocent fun.
i did not stay in touch with her, sadly. In 1997 I tried to track her down and found out she had passed, by terrible cancer.
i have told some of her never ending stories here. To sum her up, she was a kind and generous Virgo, full of shenanigans, and she was a riot. Sweet Molly, I hope you are listening. Farewell, farewell, you were loved and missed by so many, girl.