Mary Macaulay Cabot
November 13, 1926 - January 4, 2010

She is clothed with strength and dignity,
and she laughs at the days to come.

She opens her mouth in wisdom,
and on her tongue is kindly counsel.

She watches the conduct of her household,
and eats not her food in idleness.

Her children rise up and praise her;
her husband, too, extols her:

"Many are the women of proven worth,
but you have excelled them all."

Charm is deceptive and beauty fleeting;
the woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.

Give her a reward of her labors,
and let her works praise her at the city gates.

-Proverbs 31

Born in Swissvale, PA, Mary worked at the Charles Edward Photography Studio and married the late Eugene Anthony Cabot in 1951. Much loved by her children, Kathy (Joe) Uram of Harrisburg, PA, Michael (Barb Arabia), Martin (Deb Ciranni), Nancy (Bush) Prisby, Jim (Kathy), and David, all of Pittsburgh, PA, grandchildren Devon, Zachary, Meaghan, and Sam, and in-laws, nieces, nephews, her cousin, and friends. Retired employee and volunteer at Montefiore Hospital in Oakland, PA. Longtime member of St. Maurice Parish in Forest Hills where she served as a Eucharistic Minister, carrying Communion to homebound parishioners in the church community as well as to the sick at UPMC Montefiore.

The loving, kind-hearted compassion Mary brought to these visits was returned in kind by those who received it. Nominated in 1999 by then-pastor, Fr. Robert Franco, she received the "Manifesting the Kingdom" award from Bishop Donald W. Wuerl. Her warm, caring personality and great wit earned her the love and respect of family, friends, and colleagues. Mary spent her final years living with dementia. All her good came back to her through the prayers and support of family and friends, and the comprehensive care she received from a network of wonderful, dedicated people who, like Mary, carry out God's work through serving others. The Cabot family extends heartfelt thanks to all.

I can't tell you how much happiness you have given us in your little short life... I still get tears in my eyes when I look at you, see you smile, or when you "talk" to us.
It’s a feeling no one can describe.
I hope you have a good life, Sam - a happy one and a fulfilling one. I hope you will feel the pride of being independent, the satisfaction of learning new things - from your first step through all your "firsts."
I especially hope that when you make important decisions,
you will try to imagine what you will think of those decisions five years down the road.

If you make a decision that's not quite right,
admit it and forgive yourself - we've all made some of those.

If you make one that is silly -
laugh about it - we've all made those too.

If you make a decision that is right and feels good,
be proud of yourself - you will have earned it.
If it is your life's plan to have children of your own, then I hope you will see your child's or children’s children and know what I am feeling now.

excerpts from a letter written by Nana
to her infant grandson, Sam - February 24, 1998

jokes abound of "the in-laws"...but mum could never be described in such a way. she did enjoy a good chuckle though and provoked laughter all the way to her final days. from the day we first met she was a reassuring and calming presence. with open arms and heart she welcomed me as family, prayed when i traveled and celebrated my triumphs. she was unwavering in character, compassion and affection... someone you could always count on.
that is how i will remember this special friend of mine.

- bush

[ Funeral Mass ]

...i love you, honey

in loving memory