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Obituary: Yvonne M. Mack, 78

For those of you who don’t follow me on social media, and also those of you who do, my wonderful mother Yvonne M. Mack passed away this Monday, after a long battle against cancer.

Because the local newspaper that ran my mother’s obituary does not permit paragraph breaks, her obituary ran as a single massive block of type in a very long column. For this reason, I am sharing her obituary here, in the format that I originally intended.

YVONNE M. MACK, 1941–2020

Yvonne Mack
Yvonne M. Mack

Yvonne M. Mack, 78, of Chicopee, Mass., passed away April 27, 2020, in her home after a courageous four-year battle against cancer.

Yvonne was born May 13, 1941, in South Hadley, to Adelard and Amanda Beauregard (née Lamothe). She graduated in 1959 from South Hadley High School and studied business administration at Holyoke Community College.

In June of 1960, Yvonne married John W. Klisiewicz. They had two sons, Stephen J. Klisiewicz and David A. Mack (Klisiewicz), before they divorced in 1973. In March of 1974, Yvonne married David L. Mack, with whom she shared 46 wonderful years.

At age 13, Yvonne knew she wanted to be not just a secretary but an executive assistant—a “Della Street” to a “Perry Mason”—and devoted herself to that career goal. She worked as an executive assistant for various law firms, as well as for Holyoke Hospital and the admissions department of Smith College. She retired in 2011 from Springfield law firm Bacon & Wilson LLP, but she loved her work so much that after retirement she served as the secretary to the HOA where she lived.

Yvonne was an avid reader, a superb cook, a patient gardener, and a loving wife and mother. She enjoyed doting on her cats and working with her hands.

She is survived by her husband, David; her older son, Stephen, and his wife, Elizabeth Klisiewicz, of Whitinsville; her younger son, David, and his wife, Kara Bain, of Astoria, NY; her grandchild, Julian X. Klisiewicz, of Whitinsville; and six siblings: Adelard Beauregard, Jr., of Florida; Marion Russell, of Chicopee; Patrick Beauregard of California; Regina Dzuris of Belchertown; Jeanette Bechta of Florida; Cecile McLoughlin of Holyoke; and innumerable nieces and nephews. She is preceded in death by her parents and her older brother Henry Beauregard.

In lieu of flowers, Yvonne and her family ask that those who wish to honor her life and memory make donations to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital ( or to the charity of one’s choice. A celebration of her life will be held at a later date.

RIP Majel Barret Roddenberry

As reported on the Access Hollywood site and blogged by folks on my f-list, Majel Barrett Roddenberry, widow of Star Trek creator Gene Roddenberry, has passed away at the age of 76 after a battle with leukemia.

In addition to her on-screen roles in various incarnations of Star Trek — Number One in the original pilot; Nurse Christine Chapel in the original series; and Lawaxana Troi in Star Trek: The Next Generation and Star Trek: Deep Space Nine — she also had voiced characters for the animated Star Trek series, and was famous as the voice of Starfleet computers.

Farewell, Majel. I never knew thee, but you will be missed all the same.

Farewell, Robbie

It is with a heavy heart that I note the passing of Robbie Greenberger, the 20-year-old son of my friend Robert Greenberger. Robbie fought a valiant battle against leukemia, but the odds were against him.

I first met Robbie when he was still in single digits, and even then I had been impressed by his intelligence and charisma. He was one of the sharpest, most charming, and most emotionally brave souls I’ve yet met.

The world has been robbed by his untimely passing, but none of us have been hurt so cruelly by this as his family has been. I simply cannot fathom (and hope that I never have to) what Bob, his wife Deb, and their daughter Katie are enduring right now. This is a tragedy beyond any words I can muster.

The only phrase that seems to capture it properly is “It’s just not fucking fair.”

I know, nothing is. But fuck.



Tonight I’ll raise a glass of the good stuff, in Robbie’s memory.

George Carlin, RIP

The New York Times: George Carlin Dies at 71

“I don’t have pet peeves. I have major, psychotic hatreds.”

Throughout most of my teenage years, George Carlin was my favorite comedian. When I was 13, I went to see him perform live in Springfield, Mass. Afterward, I bought several of his albums and began memorizing them. His style of observation, his verbal patterns, and his unique brand of wordplay were a major influence on my own sense of humor.

Little known trivia fact: George and I shared a birthday, May 12.

I had always hoped I might get to meet him someday. Alas, I guess not.

Nothing much will seem funny today, methinks.

Good-bye, George.