Wilson, Marcelina Dy's Obituary
The Story of Marcelina "Marcie" Wilson
A Life of Resilience, Love, and Joy Marcelina "Marcie" Wilson, lovingly known as Marcie or Nena, was born in Cebu City, Philippines. As a child during World War II, she endured unimaginable hardship-once being handed a live grenade during a Japanese attack. Her courage and resilience became the foundation of the remarkable life she led. In the 1950s, Marcie married Stanley Kielwasser, a U.S. Merchant Seaman, and moved to San Francisco around 1956. Together they had two children, Stanley Jr. and Margaret.
After their separation in 1970, Marcie raised her children as a single mother with unwavering strength. She passed the USPS exam, became one of the first ZMT operators, and proudly purchased her family home on Prentiss Street.
Marcie lived a life full of love, joy, and generosity and took family road trips, and made sure her children never felt the weight of her sacrifices. She bowled in a league with friends and played Mah Jong and cards with her friends. Always the last to leave a party or give someone a ride home, Marcie's kindness knew no bounds. Later, she found love again with Bill Wilson, a postal supervisor. Together they purchased a second home on Ellsworth Street. Marcie stayed active in her community and faith-serving in the Postal Workers Union, NAPS Auxiliary, organizing events at the Sons of Italy Hall, and leading the Charismatic prayer group at St. Kevin's https://Church.She cherished her growing family: granddaughters Bernadette (Bern), Christina (Tina), Elizabeth (Beth), and Irene, and great-grandchildren Jacob, Isaac, Silas, Chylo, Jay Jr., and Kobe Jianna. Even as dementia gently dimmed her memory, she still recognized the faces she loved, remembered her favorite songs, and always knew the way home. Her strength, generosity, and love will live on in all of us.
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