Birth date: Feb 24, 1975 Death date: Jul 11, 2025
Monica Joan Greene passed away peacefully on July 11, 2025 surrounded by her family and friends. She is survived by her loving husband, Samuel Brown, her son, Benignus (Bennie) Brown, her mother Joan Greene, brother Kevin, sister Read Obituary
I love you Auntie Monica. I love you Sam.
Oh my sweet Monica!
I'm so blessed to have known you and became a huge part of my life! The strength that you showed is unmeasurable. Each and every time I saw you, you had your Monica smile on your face. After each visit you always gave me the most amazing hugs. The laughter and stories we shared is something that I hold dear.
Through EVERYTHING you went through your spirit was commendable. It's not fair that you are no longer with us. I love you beyond words MY MONICA!!!
My beautiful Auntie!! Best role Model ever. In grade school we were asked to write an essay about our hero.. and my hero was Monica. How lucky was I to have her as my Auntie. Full of love and life. I am a better person because she was in my life. Love you forever Auntie Monica ❤️
I had the honor of working with Monica for nearly three years, and in that short time, she became one of my favorite people—not just a coworker, but a real friend.
She was proudly Irish in all the best ways—strong, funny, and a little mischievous. You always knew when she was in the room. And even when things got hard, her spirit NEVER dimmed.
After she got diagnosed the doctors cut her off sugar, and she did not like that at all. She loved her sweets. I’d bring bags of candy to work, and she’d tear into them like it was a holiday. Eventually I had to stop—out of genuine concern—and doctors orders.
When she got sick, we tried everything we could think of to find a cure. We became late-night researchers, sharing articles and theories, some a little out there—but it gave us hope and plenty of laughs.
We always had so much fun at work. Taking silly selfies and eating/drinking all the things we shouldn't. One day, she came back from her lunch break and said, “Well, I picked out my plot and casket. They even gave me a swag bag!!!.” Only she could make that funny. That was her way—taking something heavy and making you laugh through it.
One of the things I’ll always be proud of is the fundraiser we put together to send her to Ireland. It was her dream to go home and for her son to meet his family. With the support of so many, she made that trip. She reconnected with her roots and created memories that truly mattered.
I miss her deeply—her laugh, her honesty, her strength that said more than words ever could. She made even the toughest days lighter.
Rest easy, my friend. I’m so glad you were part of my life. You will always be remembered—with laughter, love, and deep gratitude.
Angie Robertson
