Marie B. Trager

CORNWALL — Marie B. Trager, 87, of Popple Swamp Road died unexpectedly at her home Aug. 2, 2010. She was predeceased by her husband of 55 years, Frank G. Trager.

Marie Jean Basco was born in New York City on June 14, 1923, the daughter of Rena and Phil Basco of West Islip, N.Y.

She attended Hunter College but interrupted her education to participate in the World War II war effort. She later proudly attained her college degree from the University of Connecticut at age 71.

Marie worked for more than 25 years in the alumni office of The Hotchkiss School and also worked at Mohawk ski area. She volunteered with Hospice Volunteers of Northwest Connecticut and at the Bargain Barn in Sharon.

She also contributed to productions at the Goshen Playhouse and lent her voice to choral performances at The Hotchkiss School.

Marie was an avid reader, cook and gardener and loved to travel. She was at her happiest cooking for the masses at family gatherings.

She is survived by her children, Susan Trager of Laguna Beach, Calif., Nettie Trager-Fuellenkemper and her husband. Horst Fuellenkemper, of East Sussex, England, Frank R. Trager and his wife, Caryn, of Norfolk, Laurie Trager and her husband, Robert Morrin, of Berlin, Conn., and Philip Trager and his wife, Theresa Vollet, of Norfolk; six grandchildren, Madeleine, Robert and Conor Morrin, Hannah and Jessie Fuellenkemper and Nevada Trager; and her two beloved feline companions.  

She would have wanted to express her gratitude for the excellent medical care given to her by Dr. Stephen Bryant of Torrington and Dr. Upendra Hegde of University of Connecticut  Health.  

A memorial Mass will be celebrated on Friday, Aug. 6, at St. Bridget’s Church in Cornwall Bridge at 11am. Burial will follow at St Bridget’s cemetery.  Arrangements are under the care of the Kenny Funeral Home.

Memorial contributions may be made to Geer Dial-A-Ride, The Chore Service and Northwestern Connecticut Transit District.   

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